Closed [The Pig's Foot] A Tempest of Sorts (Logan Storm)

[Thaloyss]

24th of Spring
515 AV

Thaloyss had been working the tables for roughly a bell now. So far there had only been one brawl, and it had started raining. Not the gentle kind of rain, no. This was a storm, and she could hear the wind howling and throwing itself against the city's structures. She was grateful that she'd gotten in the tavern in time, unlike the unlucky ones who came in sopping wet and terribly unhappy. She hated them with a passion; disrespectful pieces of shyke they were, especially towards her -- though her height threw them off for a few moments.

Nevertheless, the Dhani maintained her friendly facade. She had to, if she wanted them to continue buying drinks. She was feeling a tad hungry, though... Eating patrons was reserved for her time off work, since devouring someone in the middle of the tavern was considered rude. Merv would probably be grumpy, too.

She picked her way through the maze of tables and bodies draped over chairs, making her way back to the bar to pick up another couple of drinks for some particularly rowdy customers. The lewd comments they made were answered with a flirty smile and a wink.

Absolutely disgusting, she hissed mentally. They were nothing but sacks of meat, preheated to the perfect temperature for eating. Though she couldn't smell as well as she could in her Dhani shape or her snake shape, the mere thought of the aroma of their blood made her mouth water.

Being in the center of the city in the middle of a storm, Thaloyss had become accustomed to people coming in every few chimes. She couldn't help the urge to look up each time the door swung open and another body entered the tavern to get warm, assigning them a tastiness factor. The muscular ones proved to be the most trouble, what with their struggling and all in the middle of her trying to eat them. A quick shift into Dhani form took care of that; incredibly rude, they were. Trying to get away in the middle of a meal? Tch.

The barmaid was partially grateful she had a lesser sense of smell in human form, though. The tavern didn't carry the most pleasant of scents. Not to mention that the stench came from those she was serving, who also happened to try to slide their nasty little hands up the slits in her skirt. A flash of the kopis at her side deterred them from making further attempts. It was all for show, of course. She could shift and crush them with ease, so long as they held relatively still.

She glanced up as the door opened again, then slipped to the bar for more drinks. At this rate they might as well have hired another barmaid; it was pretty busy even before the rain. Still, it was her job to serve those who entered. After a moment of pondering, Thaloyss set the drinks down and wove her way across the room towards the newcomer, a smile lighting up her face. "Hi, can I help you?" she asked, looking down at him.

[Logan Storm]

Storm was caught up in a storm. There was so much irony in that to where it wasn't even funny. And no, Logan wasn't laughing right now. If anything he was seething in anger.

Logan walked through ankle high water as he made his way down the castle commons. He wanted to go home, he was literally fighting to get to his house, but the drops of rain only stifled his body and prevented him from walking leisurely. Soon Logan would be encumbered by water and drown in the streets of Sunberth.

That was actually a funny way to go. Death by water after many years of trying to prevent death by gang. It would actually be hilarious to Logan if he didn't have his feet swimming in his boots. He needed to find a place to dry off for the moment until this storm stopped, or until he got stupid enough to run back into the weather.

Thankfully for Logan, there was a perfect place for him to slowly parch AND drink until his fill. This place was known as the Pig's Foot, as the sign in front of the tavern said. Logan heard of this place from numerous friends who recalled the time they were mugged and robbed. This place wasn't given a good image for Logan, but he figured that he could handle whatever the tavern could throw at him. Besides, who wanted to deal with a pissed off Logan?

He shuffled through the flooded streets and walked up the tavern's steps. Bliss came to him when he felt the water drain from his boots. His hands held tight to the door of the tavern. In a smooth and forceful motion Logan swung the door open. It made a sound, the same sound any door made when it didn't receive any oil. He could feel the vibrations from it in his hands as it squeaked.

Logan glanced around, not so surprised to see the tavern as packed as it was. The bar was the perfect stop for anyone who hated being drowned by rain water and loved being drugged by alcohol. He readied himself to walk around and choose the perfect spot to sit in, but paused as a pair of breasts suddenly stood in front of him.

The breasts said, "Hi, can I help you?"

Boobs that speak? Logan thought, then shook his head vigorously. Boobs didn't speak, he knew they didn't, no matter how much he wished for that to be true. His eyes slowly followed the figures form up to its face, from its bosom.

So the walking boobs had a face, one that matched the beauty of the body. Logan smiled at her with a lustful eye as he responded. "Oh, yes you can."

He broke eye contact with her to look around the room. He was going to pick the best seat to dry in, but he didn't know which was the best. There was also fear that he wouldn't pick the right one. Since he didn't know much about the Pig's Foot, he figured that the tall slinky woman would be great help.

"I guess... You can show me to a good seat?" He turned to her breasts again then looked at her face.

[Thaloyss]

Of course, the first thing the man stared at were her breasts. Thaloyss almost felt like slapping him, but decided that it would probably get her in trouble. She could always lure him outside for a bit of 'private time' later if she was still hungry then. One hand settled on her hip, putting all her weight on one leg.

A pair of pursed lips and raised eyebrows met the man's carnal grin. She arched her back ever-so-slightly, as if to tempt him. "A good sseat, you ssay? Follow me, then," she told him, motioning with a hand.

As she walked towards a table near the back of the room she placed one foot directly in front of the other so that her hips swung from side to side in an enticing manner. The table was far enough from the center that her customer would go unnoticed, more or less, but close enough to the bar that he could call for a drink with ease. Not to mention that baiting a human was fairly subtle, she didn't want to be the last person seen with him if she was going to eat him.

Its previous inhabitants were long gone, so the Dhani had no problem simply pulling out a chair. "Here," she said. After he sat she allowed her hands to linger on his shoulders for a moment, then trailed the fingers of her left hand across the back of his neck as she moved to face him.

"You wait here while I go fetch you a drink, okay?" She spun, skirt flaring out as she stepped up to the bar. Her customer was fairly well-built, though not the tallest human out there. On a scale of one to ten, he had a tastiness factor of six or seven. If she were hungrier and not on the job the number would've been higher, the rain also playing a part in her decisions. He was all cold, she'd need to warm him up first and get the meat back up to the right temperature. Lukewarm meat was never very good.

He was handsome by non-Dhani standards, what with that strong jawline and those high cheekbones. If she decided that he would be her next meal, she'd stay away from the face. He was too pretty to damage that bit of him, but a girl had to eat. She'd leave the head.

Thaloyss scooped up an ale. It was what most customers drank, and while it was unwise to assume, the thought of food set her stomach on the verge of growling. She made her way back to the man's table, setting the mug down with a clunk and a warm smile.

"Sso, may I inquire about your name?" she asked. Her attempts to avoid sibilant sounds in Common were difficult, considering most present-tense verbs contained an 'S' of some sort. That wasn't even mentioning the fact that her grasp of the language wasn't as strong as her grasp of Snake-Tongue.

The barmaid tensed her stomach muscles as a low growl emanated from her gut, quickly taking a seat across from the man. Her kopis bounced against the chair and she arranged it so it fell more elegantly. Surely Merv wouldn't mind her chatting up one of the patrons, right? As long as they bought extra drinks. Besides, she wouldn't have to deal with him for long if her hunger got the better of her.

Eating in the rain wasn't ideal, since it would cool off the meat, but it would wash away the blood as it was spilled. She wasn't totally opposed to it, either. Though her prey could get away easier when wet...

[Logan Storm]

That eyebrow went up and she arched her back a little. Logan fought every emotional fiber of his to look back at her boobs. Lust was a sin, after all, and he didn't want it to get the best of him. It was the woman''s eyes that he needed to pay attention to. The shape and glint of them whenever a sudden situation happened told him a lot about everyone he met.

However, as she showed him the way to his seat, and the shape of her buttocks began to undulate, Logan had suddenly developed a bad case of amnesia. Why was lust bad? What was it about her eyes? Where the hell was she taking him again? He found the answers to one of his questions when she stretched out a chair for him. Oh right, he thought. I wanted to sit and... do something. Maybe the amnesia wasn't fully cured yet.

He sat to the seat she showed him. When her delicate fingers brushed the back of his neck he had shivers flow down his spine. If he continued feeling that, and if she kept touching him in the ways he liked, Logan would lose the thought of Lust being bad again and probably attack her in the most sensual way he could think of.

For now, he had to keep his cool, keep his body under control. She left to 'fetch' a drink, but not before asking him if that was alright. Of course, she would go and do it if he said whether it was or wasn't, but out of habit he nodded his head and watched her leave.

There was something about her that sent red flags flaring in Logan's head. He didn't know what it was, but she seemed to pay a little too much attention to him in the same way Logan was paying attention to her. It was like she was hungry for him, and controlling a wild instinct that she normally would go with. A cheeky smile came over his face when he thought about that a little more, and he was already planning how he was going to get her into the nearest bed.

The waitress returned with a large mug and a warm smile, and Logan returned the smile with a grin. He was going to play it cool, be the type of guy he was when he was around the average looking females.

She sat down at the table next to him and he could see those hungry eyes of hers glint again.

"Sso, may I inquire about your name?" The female asked him. He began to notice a little slide of her tongue when words with S came from her mouth. It reminded him little of a snake showing its tongue when it met someone it didn't know or trust.

Logan didn't waist any time- "You know," he said with playful voice. "Most people who wants to know someone's name introduces themselves first. However, since you are about the sexiest and most hottest thing to walk on this earth since fire, I'll let it slide."

Logan leaned back on his chair, chuckling at his own line. "The name is Logan Storm." He then leaned forward and placed his elbows on the table suddenly. His eyes stared deeply into hers, and his most famous grin worked its magic, trying to get her a little more interested in him than she already was. "And hopefully... I'm the guy that's gonna take you home tonight."

He wasn't subtle today, but when he was soaking wet because he had trudged through a flooded, muddy Sunberth with rain falling on him every mili-tick, he stopped caring about subtlety.

[Thaloyss]

My, this male was a bold one. Thaloyss was mildly impressed by the lack of hands trying to make their way up her skirt. The slits in the cloth were rather inviting, as was the lack of the corresponding undergarment. He seemed to have a good hold on his primal instincts.

The Dhani, on the other hand, was having a hard time keeping her own reined in. Though she didn't show it, she was struggling to not lunge across the table and simply devour him. Perhaps she'd have a go at him first before dining, play with him a bit. She could sense the longing lurking at the back of her mind, just waiting for something to say 'yes, go ahead' and erupt from its hiding place.

She hardly noticed she was biting her lip, though the taste of blood brought her back to the present. He thought he was smooth, didn't he? She smirked, giving a chuckle. "Thaloyss," she replied, "and you'll have to do far more for me to end up in your bed, Logan. The first thing would probably be getting out of your wet clothess."

The barmaid gave him a look before turning so she faced the rest of the bar. "But I won't conssider it. That iss, unless you make a deal with me firsst," she said, placing her hands palms-down on the table before her.

"You buy and drink three more of whatever you want and I'll think about bringing you out back. Have you ever petched in the rain? I hear it iss interessting, if not fun." Thaloyss paused for a moment with pursed lips before glancing at Logan again. "If you buy five, maybe ssix, I might come home with you."

Hopefully another three would get him drunk enough for her to lure him out, though six might even knock him unconscious. She was open for a counteroffer, too. She almost didn't want to kill him. She could let him live a while longer, or at least until she grew weary of him.

There was a glimmer of regret of her decision to eat him. Perhaps she'd change her mind. He was quite handsome...

[Logan Storm]

Logan laughed at what the woman said. After calling herself Thaloyss, she had decided to give him an offer that was hard for him to refuse. Apparently, if he bought three drinks he could have her in the rain, if he bought six then he could take her home with him.

He was sad to hear that there was not option for him buying nine drinks. Maybe that was because he probably wouldn't last the night with nine, but he liked to think that the option would involve her marrying him. He didn't mind the thought of standing every day to the sight of boobs- that would make him very happy until he got tired of her.

Logan sighed then placed one of his hands to his chin as though he was under deep thought. "Now that is as tempting of an offer as your body is, Thaloyss. But, I don't know..."

Logan reached for the change in his pocket, then weighed it. Did he even have enough for three more drinks of ale? The price range for it was about 2 Silver Mizas, and he did carry large quantities of Golden Miza, but he wasn't sure if letting go of the money was worth it. He had a big trip to participate in, after all, and he needed as much money as he could carry.

"I'm not sure that all this throwing away my money is worth it," he told her, giving away a sly grin as he did. His eyes never lost its lust, but there was something devious about him now- something that became even more vibrant when he noticed Thaloyss biting her lip. "Maybe, if you show me a little bit of what I'm paying for, I might agree."

Logan folded his arms and waited. He wasn't expected her to do much, but he knew a ripoff when he saw one. Since this woman wanted him to buy something in promise of sex, Logan wanted her to show that she was actually serious. When Logan thought of it, it made him seem like he was testing her as a product before he bought her; however, there was something exciting behind what Logan asked her to do. How would she show that she was worth the waste of money? What possible seductive technique could this tall beauty use to drive Logan insane? If it was better than what he expected, Logan would probably throw all of his money after her- he might also hop on her with insatiable lust in his heart.

[Thaloyss]

As tempting an offer as her body? Another reason to hate humans, especially human males. They rarely knew their place. Always so sexual, the ones who thought they were attractive. Thaloyss wanted to rip him apart then and there once he said that, though she resigned herself to a smile that failed to reach her eyes.

One elegant eyebrow arched upwards at Logan's suggestion. Did he think her some common prostitute, a woman who was paid to put on a show for him? While he was rather pretty, it didn't do anything to fix his atrocious personality. But hey, she was hungry and she wanted to have some fun. He was her best bet at the moment, so unless she could come up with something she'd have to oblige.

The Dhani rolled her eyes and stood. If he wanted a show from her, he'd get the bare minimum unless he agreed to buy more drinks. She cast a glance over her shoulder to make sure nobody was paying much attention. She didn't want to get in trouble for seducing a customer when there were others who needed drinks served.

When she confirmed that there were no eyes on the duo she sauntered around to stand behind Logan, placing her hands on his shoulders. To an onlooker it might have appeared as though she was simply leading him on, but if they paid special attention to her eyes they would've noticed an intense hunger for the male.

She lifted her hands from his shoulders and rested her forearms there instead. The barmaid lowered her head and ran her fingers through his hair, murmuring softly in his ear. "Well, you would not be throwing it away if it went into ssomeone'ss pocket, would you? You would be sspending it. And on ssomething... delectable."

After she spoke the last word she stepped away from the male, as if evaluating him. All that dense muscle would be tenderized by the time she was done with him. She moved to sit on his lap, leaning back against him. While she was incredibly tall, most of her height was gained from her long legs.

"Tell you what," she purred, "I will pay half of whatever you order sso you do not think you are throwing away as much money. Ssound good, or do I need to convince you more?"

[Logan Storm]

Logan wondered if he would be the only one very amused by Thaloyss's reaction. With a role of her eyes, Thaloyss obliged Logan's request, coming towards the back of him and resting her arms on his shoulder. At first, Logan did not know if he could trust her with his back.

Despite how incredibly sexy- or more so than those words can describe- she was, he was starting to wonder her real reason for why she was showing him so much attention. He thought about how some women could seduce men in this city and slit their throats in an alley, he even remembered hearing that some prostitutes would make their clients disappear if they got a little out of hand. However, Logan also remembered that some waitresses would seduce their clients in this way to get extra tips.

When he thought about this situation thoroughly, he made the conclusion that she was probably doing the very latter. Unfortunately for her, she had to have been doing it with Logan, the one guy in Sunberth who viewed only the action of sex as something more sacred than money. If seduction was the game she was playing, she would need to go all the way before he began spending his money on her.

Thaloyss ruffled through Logan's hair and whispered into his ears. "Well, you would not be throwing it away if it went into ssomeone'ss pocket, would you?" Logan nearly shivered when her sweat voice played into his ears. She didn't know what she was getting herself into, speaking with Logan in this manner. He would make sure to show her later.

She continued her sultry whispers by saying, "You would be sspending it. And on ssomething... delectable."

That's an understatement, Logan thought when she finished. He would say that to her openly, but he was too busy controlling the unearthed surplus amount of desire which he was expressing. When she stepped away from him, Logan was almost glad that it was over. But apparently, this woman took her job to heart, and truly wanted to bankrupt Logan on this night.

She scooted onto his lap and leaned her upper body onto him. Her smooth legs rested at his side, perfectly extended so that Logan could give an admiring look. He thought of this moment as a sin, not because of what she was doing but the fact that she was doing it so easily with him. A woman with this body should make Logan work twice as hard to get her in this position. And yet, as she sat on him and spoke, Logan found his eyes uncontrollably flowing down to the first things he had saw when he walked into the bar, then at the second, which were her eyes.

Logan smiled when she purred, "Tell you what." The next words she said, Logan could barely hear. She snared him into such a strong trance to where he could no longer think correctly. His mind only came too when Thaloyss mentioned the words 'pay' and 'money.' It was then that Logan remembered that she was doing all of this to get him to buy more drinks. By the eternal hell, Logan thought, it's working better than she should ever realized. Already, the hands that were not holding Thaloyss's waist was reaching into his pocket for his money. He caught himself quickly, and took his hands away from his pants. Thaloyss was definitely good, but Logan was suddenly beginning to lose patience with her.

Time to show you the true effect of your seduction game, woman. Logan gentle placed his hand on one of her thighs, the other still holding her waist. He only looked at her legs, enjoying the delectable sweetness which they had. Even the color of her skin drove him wild with sexual temptations.

Every word he gave next was spoken slowly, and clearly for her to hear. "I'm just not sure..." He gently began to rub his fingers left and right on her thigh, almost as though he was giving her a gentle message. Logan held no look of amusement, instead he looked serious and contemplative. "I would like to admit though, it was never the drinks which I was truly after, nor the money which I truly cared for."

Slowly, Logan's hands began to move down her thigh, still giving that gentle rubbing which he had before. His hands only stopped moving near her skirt, as though he had no plans of going any further. He looked at her with the same seriousness which he would give a man who challenged him. A fierce, dominating look that told most people that he was not the type to play with. He had developed this look over the seasons of being around Sunberth. He held this look when he walked down the streets, got into fights, and battled people who had it out for his clients. Normally, the times he gave this look were the times someone's limb were about to be broken, but this time would be different.

"It was you that I wanted, that I care for, and that I crave." Logan's fingers finally moved again. They slowly slipped into her skirt and made a path by following her inner thigh. If Thaloyss did nothing to him now, he would continue until his fingers met that one spot of hers which made all her pleasure senses flare up. He would lightly press his forefinger on that spot, then the rest of his hands with a much greater and hungrier force. All the while he did this, Logan would lean into her ear and gently whisper, "I can't stand craving you any longer. So, how about we continue this discussion of drinks and money outside, while I quench my hunger."

[Thaloyss]

The only thing more frustrating than a man who didn't listen was a man who listened and refused to stop. Thaloyss itched to sink her fangs into him and show him that she was not to be messed with, that she was an apex predator and when she commanded him, he was to follow her without question.

It seemed as though her plan to get him to buy drinks was working better than she'd expected. Were males really this pathetic and weak-willed? She was really quite awkward compared to some of the women in Zinrah. Perhaps he was just starved of sex.

The touch of his fingers to her thigh caused her to bring her legs together. Who gave him permission to touch her? That's right, nobody. The whole purpose of her little show was to extract money from the male, and it was not a hands-on performance. Nevertheless, she offered up a distracted smile -- distracted because she was trying to not wring the life from his body.

Her eyes were glassy and unfocused as she turned her head to look at the male, attempting to ignore the predatory expression he currently held. It sent small shivers down her spine -- or was that because of his fingers? Either way, it was felt almost like the cold wrath of an angered Queen.

As the tips of his fingers slid along her inner thigh she forced herself to part her legs again. It was infuriating, having to play this game of his (though she was secretly beginning to enjoy it). The Dhani bit her bottom lip and ground against the male beneath her, tilting her head back further.

When he came in contact with that one particular spot she let out a choked gasp and gripped the male's thigh. He was seducing her now, and as the pressure increased she discovered that she had accidentally fallen into his trap. It became clear that it was not Logan who was starved of sex, it was Thaloyss.

His hot breath caressed her ear and jawline, creeping down to her neck. The barmaid gritted her teeth and pulled the male's hand away, standing quickly. "Forget outsside, we are going to your place."

After a quick word with another barmaid she hauled Logan out into the pouring rain and began to make her way towards the Sunset Quarter. Just a little longer, she begged herself, just a little longer.

[Logan Storm]

Well that went in a different direction that Logan intended. He made plans to annoy the girl so much to where she would leave him alone, but obviously something had gone wrong. He actually made her want him more, just enough to make her want him in his home.

"Forget outsside, we are going to your place," she lustfully said to him, which made him smile a simple smile. Although, inside his mind Logan was doing cartwheels. I'll have her today and maybe tomorrow if the rain continues.

Thaloyss left him to talk with one of her co-workers. Logan took once last swig of his ale then placed down the coins for it when he was done. When she returned and tugged him out of the eatery, Logan did not put up a fight. "I live at the Sunset Quarter," he said before they went out into the rain.

Thaloyss knew where the Sunset Quarters was, but she did not know where is home lied. So when they came near a turn that led to where he lived, Logan pointed them out and took full control of where they headed.

It would not take long to get to his home, but the more they were out in the rain, the more Logan was pelted with horribly cold liquid. On any normal day, Logan would have given up a long time ago and broken into a building just to get out of this dastardly rain. However, with the promise of having all of Thaloyss for dinner, Logan toughened through the weather, as he would toughen through a thousand men just to get to this exotic beauty.

When they made it to Logan's house, he opened the door with the haste of a man about to be killed, locking it behind Thaloyss when she finally entered. Neither's clothes would be off of them when Logan would assault Thaloyss with tasteful kisses and carnal caress's.