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Center of scholarly knowledge and shipwrighting, Zeltiva is a port city unlike any other in Mizahar. [Lore]

Mischief in East Street [Kenshin]

Postby Ruebia on July 5th, 2013, 1:54 am


Ruebia
Summer 33rd, 513AV


It was hot as usual as Ruebia set foot outside Worlds End Grotto. She had little to nothing on her, her bow and backpack were left back in her room in the inn as well as her tights. She had no underwear on but her top hung to mid thigh so she assumed she would be fine. She was on a mission today. She was going to see what was so special about East Street, the notorious home for prostitutes and gamblers. Her mother had told her constantly not to go there, forbade her even but Ruebia was curious and when she was curious she would stop at nothing to know what she wanted to know. Thus the previous excursions around and outside of her home city Zeltiva. She had learned and experienced much, today could yield something interesting as well.

Ruebia made her way down the foothills towards the docks. After straying awhile to greet a sailor or two, she continued onwards past the fish market and up into those unknown streets. She kept on the main street, keeping her wits about her as she watched men and women converse in low shady manners. She saw a few women entice men into dark corners and more than once she heard unfriendly grunts nearby coming from the shadowy alleys. She kept off of those side streets, and walked not too briskly to attract attention nor too slowly to suggest she was lost.

But it was obvious she was new to these parts. Her eyes, wide and slitted and bright turquoise in color moved swiftly over the buildings and the people, taking in all she could see and her brows, the same color as her reddish brown hair, were furrowed in slight confusion. She had not expected to see what she was witnessing. There were lumps on the streets where women and men and children seemed to be sleeping. Surely they were taking naps and they only stayed there on the street in the daytime. These people, they did have homes... didn't they?

Ruebia began to sweat. She was used to the Zeltivan summers but the heat in this one was getting nearly unbearable. Her caramel brown skin began to glisten and her exposed thighs, curvy yet muscular were beginning to catch the attention of the men she walked by. They began to reach out towards her and she skipped lithely to the side, out of their reach. One woman called out to her from a doorway.

"Oy there pretty, come for some fun! Someone as pretty as ye deserves a nice man on top of ya!" she cackled as she spoke and Ruebia blushed, now knowing what she meant. A mans hand clamped around her upper arm and she kicked out, diving her booted foot in his side and pulling her arm away at the same time. She took off running and didn't stop until she was a few chimes away. She was breathing hard and she slunk to the opening of an alley. She peered inside, squinting. It was dark but her eyes were able to see. There seemed to be no one there and she slumped against the brick and slid to the ground, catching her bearings.
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Ruebia
I must see the world myself...
 
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