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I dare you to let me be your one and only
WHO: Treat & Tanith, and NPCed Eztli, of course
WHEN: Just a little before sundown
WHERE: (GASP!) Ad Gustum
What the hell did people wear to this sort of place? He'd been assured there was no dress code or secret handshake but it didn't ease his trepidation. He picked one of his nicer suits, figuring the place most likely catered to very wealthy clients considering Tanith had a personal chauffeur. He ditched the tie for a less stuck-up look, though he did spend half an hour in front of the mirror wondering if he looked like a high-class john. He'd never been to a strip club, much less a brothel. He checked his watch and decided that he had better go. While he didn't want to show up too early and make it seem weird, he didn't want to show up too late either and run into...other people. People he might recognize or recognize him. The prospect of that situation was almost enough to make him text Eztli's prostitute that it was off. But the fact was, he and Tanith had been forced into this strange situation and he really didn't want for it to happen again. Eztli had said magic had been involved and Tanith knew magic, so she would be the better person to solve it.
( Will I ever know how it feels to hold you close? )
WHEN: Just a little before sundown
WHERE: (GASP!) Ad Gustum
What the hell did people wear to this sort of place? He'd been assured there was no dress code or secret handshake but it didn't ease his trepidation. He picked one of his nicer suits, figuring the place most likely catered to very wealthy clients considering Tanith had a personal chauffeur. He ditched the tie for a less stuck-up look, though he did spend half an hour in front of the mirror wondering if he looked like a high-class john. He'd never been to a strip club, much less a brothel. He checked his watch and decided that he had better go. While he didn't want to show up too early and make it seem weird, he didn't want to show up too late either and run into...other people. People he might recognize or recognize him. The prospect of that situation was almost enough to make him text Eztli's prostitute that it was off. But the fact was, he and Tanith had been forced into this strange situation and he really didn't want for it to happen again. Eztli had said magic had been involved and Tanith knew magic, so she would be the better person to solve it.
( Will I ever know how it feels to hold you close? )