Two Faces, One Person[Ayatah]

[Halin'a]

The Ethaefal couldn't hold back his groan. "Gods above, do I know it," he grumbled. "Most nights I leave work with several new bruises. Sometimes more, if I help security kick someone out. Which reminds me, that trick you taught me, about hitting someone's nose with the back of my head? It's even more effective for me at night." Halin'a twisted his head, showing Ayatah how his horns twined together briefly at the back of his head before separating to curve under his ears. "One of the customers the other night managed to get his buddies in on him resisting being kicked out for being disrespectful," Halin'a explained. "One of them was bigger than I am--" Which was saying something, considering the fact that the Ethaefal was well over six feet tall, and not exactly lightweight "--and decided to try grabbing me from behind; I hit him with the back of my head, and my horns caught his face. Broke his nose and busted up his lip in one go, and the rest of his face was one giant bruise."

[Ayatah]

The Myrian winced in the thin evening. Physical injuries were not foreign to her - not in Taloba, anyway - but it still made her uncomfortable to consider how the horned individual in front of her came about his own bruises.

She clapped her hands and laughed as he told his short story, instantly filled with pride and admiration for her student. "Good!" She said, grinning. "I hope you broke his petching nose." Had it been Aya in the same position, she would have also ensured the foul sailor wouldn't be having children anytime soon, either. "Though... do you not get in trouble if you, hurt your customers?" A tilt of her head would indicate to the Ethaefal that her query was one out of genuine curiosity.

oocSo sorry with the crappy long delay. Started university the work week and it's kind of intense! Hoping to get a better balance soon

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[Halin'a]

OOCNo problem; I've had stuff going on in rl too. Halin'a shrugged. "Obviously, Madame Zana doesn't want the customers hurt, but..." The Ethaefal paused, trying to decide on his words. "She would rather lose a customer than a worker." He winced at the wording, and then hastily explained, "Madame doesn't stand for any disrespect-- the customers only get the service if the worker wants to give it to them. If the worker says no, then the client has to either find another worker or leave. The more stubborn ones are usually handled by security, but... Well, sometimes you get some who just don't know when to quit."

[Ayatah]

It came as a relief to Ayatah that the woman who ran the brothel did not allow for her employees to be disrespected. The whole unfamiliarity of the concept made Aya assume the worse; that the clients were all diseased and disgusting, that the employer (pimp? was that the term of phrase?) was a seedy old man with questionable breath. In reality, it seemed a... anacceptable place of work, with quite relatively sound morals. "That is good to know." She said slowly, watching as a well-dressed male strode into the brothel, a half-naked woman draped on his shoulder. "I don't need to burst in there and fight off some sailors, then." A quick grin tugged at her lips, teeth flashing in the lights from the brothel.

Now more than ever, she was keen to impart her training upon the Ethaefal. "I promise I will teach you more means of defence, just let me know when you're not working."

oocShall we round this off? Thank you for understanding... Mad times in RL!

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[Keene Ward]

Grades

“For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.”
-Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene

Ayatah

Skills

Observation +2
Socialization +5
Rhetoric +3
Investigation +3
Storytelling +1
Intimidation +1

Lores

The Workings of a Brothel
Ethefael: Two Faced Children of the Sky

Rewards/Consequences
None



Notes
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