50th Day of Fall, 510 AV |
Akiva ran her hands down the length of her body as she swayed back and forth to the tune Keorvic played. A cup sat in front of her and a bowl in front of Keorvic. Not that they were necessarily poor, to dance and play in the streets of Sunberth, they just found it mildly entertaining to do so. It was evening, and she wore her red dancing dress as she danced on the side of the streets. Her feet were bare, but this only added to the seductive look she possessed. Few people had put their coin in her cup, and few in Keorvic's bowl. The crowd was thin tonight, and few of that crowd opted to pay for their looks. Akiva enjoyed dancing though, and being with her lover, even if she was selling the sight of herself to any one who passed by. She twirled, holding her dress as she did, as a group of men passed by. They stared at her briefly, traded some smirks, and went along their way without dropping anything into her cup. She bent down in an artistic move and came back up with the bottom of her dress, showing off her leg. She supposed that maybe if she did something other than dancing as well, more people would be attracted. Maybe she could strip as well, or sing. She wasn't quite willing enough to do that for the amount of mizas she was bringing in though, but if she had a reason she might be willing to exert more of herself for others entertainment. She would often perform for Keorvic, though in a slightly different manner. In the streets of Sunberth, she would keep her clothes. This was not the case when she was alone with Keorvic. She smiled to herself and twirled again, her dress whirling through the air around her. She laughed and spun faster. Dancing was never just about swindling money from the people of Sunberth, dancing was exciting and lively, especially in a place as dangerous as this. |