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Post by Ceutinde on Sept 27, 2020 18:17:06 GMT
Ceutinde blinked herself awake, presumably in Jon's cabana, sat up, and took stock of her surroundings. Particularly whether or not Jon was next to her.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 27, 2020 18:37:39 GMT
The server goes to get Roxanne’s breakfast made as Marcus devours a pound of ham. His cloak of flying is crumpled up next to him and he’s reading a paper that looks like a contract of some sort in between big disgusting bites.
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Jon’s cabana is rather large and seems slightly more appropriate for longer stays. He’s laying next to her but he seems to be dozing more than actually asleep. She sees all sorts of random weapons and armor and a box of papers next to a writing desk. Their clothes are neatly folded near the entrance to the place.
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Sept 27, 2020 18:43:29 GMT
She inched away from Marcus, repulsed by his lack of table manners. She looked for a seat but covertly watched Marcus to see whether he was pleased or not with the contents of his document.
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Post by Ceutinde on Sept 27, 2020 18:51:27 GMT
Ceutinde ran a hand down Jon's arm. "Wake up, lazybones." She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "I had best be going." She told him, a touch of apology in her voice.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 27, 2020 18:57:38 GMT
“And here you were chastising me about a one night stand,” Jon said lazily. “You’ll need to tell Cerberus to call for the coach. She’s probably awake. She’s always awake.”
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Silvia could see he seemed quite pleased with whatever he was reading. He finished the ham and belched then got up and headed out the door toward the cabanas.
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Sept 27, 2020 19:04:44 GMT
“And here you were chastising me about a one night stand,” Jon said lazily. “You’ll need to tell Cerberus to call for the coach. She’s probably awake. She’s always awake.” / Silvia could see he seemed quite pleased with whatever he was reading. He finished the ham and belched then got up and headed out the door toward the cabanas. Silvia was pleased that he wouldn't be present while she had her breakfast. She looked around in case he had dropped anything or left something behind. She also watched the staff (if they were still visible) to see if they behaved strangely.
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Post by Ceutinde on Sept 27, 2020 19:06:20 GMT
Ceutinde leaned in to bite Jon's ear lightly. "I'd rather stay. But I'm a little worried about Roxanne - who knows what kind of trouble she got into." She turned and stuck her feet off the bed, stretching as she stood up to intentionally give Jon a show. "And it's only a one-night stand if you don't come visit back in the city."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 27, 2020 20:36:20 GMT
“Now there’s an incentive to go back,” Jon said. “I’m sure she’s fine.” He rolled onto his back and watched her a moment then chuckled. “So will you be coming back?”
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Only one of the staffers pays Silvia any kind. She’s a thick-set girl with short curly hair and every now and again she gives her a weird look. Roxy saw Cerberus enter and wave a server to order food herself.
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Post by Ceutinde on Sept 27, 2020 20:47:54 GMT
"I'll probably pay another visit sooner or later. But I don't get too many free nights." Ceutinde said as she walked over to her dress and shimmied it on. "You'll have better luck finding me if you pay a visit to the House of Peace and Respite, sometime. Actually, that raises a question. How does one know when it's a party night, here? Or is it every night?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 27, 2020 20:54:50 GMT
Jon wrapped a towel around his waist. “If you’re here it will be a party night. We only invite guests on party nights. For you, well, I suppose if you ask nicely we might let you back,” he said with a wide smile. “There’s going to be a meeting in Bastion in a week or so. We only use this location occasionally.” He looked at her near the door. “So if I show up, is there a secret handshake or something to get to the lady’s room?”
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Sept 27, 2020 21:02:11 GMT
She waited for her food and watched the servers and Cerberus. She didn't engage any of them in conversation - it was clear now that pretty rich girls such as she was pretending to be didn't really belong at the club, and someone was obviously suspicious of her. She just wished she knew who it was. But how to find out? She sighed, thinking.
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Post by Ceutinde on Sept 27, 2020 21:04:12 GMT
Ceutinde knelt to put her shoes on. "Just give the doorman your name. I'll make sure you're on the list. If I should be out, someone can keep you occupied in the meantime." She blew him a kiss. "Don't take too long."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 27, 2020 21:06:25 GMT
She gets the breakfast as the older woman takes a seat across from her with a small loaf of fresh bread with butter and a blueberry jam. “Good morning,” she said in her pleasant voice. “I hope you enjoyed your time here.”
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As she walked out Jon just smiled. She makes it to the door and sees a dagger on the wall with a hawk’s claw. She had seen patrons at the House carry them before, but she couldn’t remember anything specific about who they had been. Outside she sees she’s in the nearest cabana to the buildings, and she sees Silvia talking to Cerberus over breakfast. “Until we meet again,” Jon said as she departed.
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Sept 27, 2020 21:21:18 GMT
"Yes, it was very pleasant." She forced herself to respond in a cheery manner she didn't feel. "This place is lovely." That, at least, was the truth. "But I don't think I should come here again. Everyone is too clever for me. I feel quite lost."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 27, 2020 21:37:26 GMT
Cerberus just smiled and smeared the butter and jam on her bread. “Now now my dear, you don’t need to pretend. We get people coming in disguise all the time. I suspect you’re quite more capable with that knife than you’d prefer us to guess.” Her voice remained its pleasant tone her entire talk, like she was on a wonderful beach eating breakfast with a long lost friend. “It usually ends much differently than it did this time. Fortunately someone seems to have taken a liking to you.” She shrugged. “I was overruled this time. Now then, where did you buy that dress? I’ve wanted to ask this entire time and I’m finally off duty.”
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