(closed) Running like a dog never making connections

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Who: Olivier Armstrong (wallofbriggs) and those with plans
What: October Event happenings
When: October 1 - ???
Where: Around Olympia
Warning(s): tbd

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[tummyflowers]

Richard pauses momentarily to shoot finger guns at the pretty man who had promised them a good time. It was only the polite thing to do since it was pretty darn nice of him to be so friendly. Richard was always for a good time, especially when it involved games!

But he grows grave as he turns back to Olivier. "Oh, so you mean... whore whores." He frowns thoughtfully as he watches a man walking away with one of the women and wonders if the man knew too. "Well I am disrespecting them, then! That's terrible!"

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Olivier went to amend her statement so it included the men and then just closed her mouth. It wasn't worth it. At least the man seemed to finally understand the situation.

"They're still the same women they were two minutes ago when you had no idea what they did for a living. And it won't do to disrespect them. We need to ask if they have any information regarding the bombing."

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"You think that just because they're low life sex paying miscreants that they'll know about the bombers?" Richard pauses, then seems to accept this as a likely scenario. "Oh, very good. I'll have to remember that for later. Tucking it away."

He walks away from Olivier and over to one of the women who is flaunting enough cleavage to hold a parade through. He fixes the whore with a very stern look. "Young lady, I think we both know why I am here."

[wallofbriggs]

After this is over, she's going to find a bar and order the most expensive thing she can afford. And then several of the least expensive things she can afford. She will have earned it.

"Well as long as you've got the silver..."

[tummyflowers]

Richard smiles wanly, only a little put off that he's being asked to pay up. It wasn't really a good idea to try and pull something like this with a guard, but desperate times called for desperate measures.

"Oh, I think for the right price we might arrange something."

"Oh do tell."

He slyly removes a few coins from his coin purse and presents a whole five of them. "I'm sure this will get you talking."

"Honey," she says as patiently as possible. "Talking is the only thing that'll get you."

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At this point, Olivier has had enough (of Richard, of this whole damn mess, of this planet) and decides to break into the conversation to save everyone from any misunderstandings.

"I'm sorry, but we're here officially." She taps the stone on her chest, "talk is all we want."

The woman has the decency to look a bit offended at that, but a silver's a silver and talking doesn't take long. So talk.

It was best to get right to the point. "I know this part of town is full of --interesting people, but have you noticed anyone that seems out of place or extra shady of late?"

[tummyflowers]

"Besides you two?" The woman laughs, even as she takes the silver from Richard. "You two are guards, don't you know already? Shades Darker is where you want to go. It's not a bad place, but some of the people who go there, well...."

Richard claps his hands together. "Oho, sounds sinister!"

"It's a brothel, honey."

"Oh." Richard looks at Olivier. "I really feel like this is a dead end. Let's not."

He was not emotionally prepared to walk into a brothel. God only knew what would happen to him if he did.

[wallofbriggs]

While she didn't mind the idea of entering such a place - even she knew they didn't do anything out in the open, or at least she assumed so - she was not about to walk in there with Richard. Someone might get the wrong idea.

She's still able to smile, sort of, and be gracious, "Thank you ladies for your time and assistance," before grabbing Richard by the arm and pulling him back the way they came.

[tummyflowers]

Richard uselessly gets dragged along because frankly he's likely to loose a contest of strength with just a regular woman, much less Olivier. He scampers after staring aghast at this whole new part of Olympia that's been exposed to him.

"I really should reiterate it's a dead end."

It wasn't about what people might think of him walking into a brothel with her. His concern was how did he even do anything in a brothel. He was a complete neophyte in the ways of... brothely things! He'd never fit in!

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Once they are far enough away she lets go of him. "Of course it is, but I wasn't about to leave you there." No matter how entertaining it might have been she wouldn't have done that to anyone. Those women didn't deserve it.

"You can go give our report," what there was to make of one, "and I'll head off to do something else." Most likely get a drink or find someone to spar with, either would do to clear her head.