Thread: Deterioration (Kayi)

The two girls begrudgingly accepted the blindfolds, Jenifer with a bit more enthusiasm to the arm around her waist than Kate. The priestess' curt reply to the offer for more was a rather blatant, I'm only playing along for my friend. I have no intention of being any 'friendlier' than we were back at that ghastly scene earlier. Jen's reply significantly less negative and far more teasing, she leaned towards the voice and whispered back, Well depending on just how much fun you want tonight, you better count it up again, because it might not be enough to pay for THAT kind of fun. Jenifer already knew that there were going to be twists and turns, counting a few paces here and there, enough that if they desperately needed to find this place again, she'd have some hope of guessing where it was, though Kate, of course, was utterly lost. Soon the two had moved down into the tiny hideout and Jenifer merely began to chuckle. All of that secrecy and you had a hidden room? she asked after the blindfold was removed. You could've just brought us into the basement and treated it like an abandoned building, and we'd be none the wiser when we left, guessing you probably hid stolen goods here until they sold on the market. Kate merely tried to cover herself as she quietly took a seat, hoping to avoid the gaze of the men any further, she attempted to move as tightly as she could against one of the walls she sat beside, mumbling under her breath about her partner. When asked to dance, Jenifer spoke up again with her carefree laughter, boys, boys. If you wanted to dance, you should've taken us someplace with music... After all, how suspicious must it be for an empty building to be playing wildly because you wanna see if I'll... maybe slip my clothes off a bit to a rousing tune... as she spoke, she undid her chestguard, though it was more armor than fashion, she rarely was without it, for not having anyplace else to put it, and it did help for the occasional skirmishes that broke out around own like the one this group had just left. Without the chestpiece of her clothes to hold it all tight, the upper half of her outfit was slightly ill fitting and hanging off of her slender body, making her seem almost like a child wearing her mother's skimpy dress as she spun round a few times playfully, not so much as a dance, but to tease the group about their suggestion of dancing, before she spotted the one patting his lap, and playfully slung herself across his legs, one armed wrapped around his shoulders while she arched back and showed off to the others. Kate meanwhile couldn't help but look to the man who had finally returned her clothes, whispering softly, Is this really what happens to mercenaries without a nobleman to order them around? Are you really this far gone that you can't stand up and make something better of this town? She knew the answer as soon as she asked it, glancing at herself and Jenifer. If this were during the war, she would've cracked Jenifer on the head with her staff for even suggesting going with this group, and to come here herself was unthinkable after what they'd done to her. But here she sat, with the very people who humiliated her in front of the town, bold enough to strip and fondle her, and make dirty sex jokes, about a priestess no less, while she willingly was led to their hideout. j...just don't get too bold... we are not mere prostitutes who will sell our bodies for a few hundred gil... Kate finally said in a defeated tone. Oh relax already. They had their fun with you before and they'll probably ask me to do the same. These boys just want to enjoy a few soft touches and some pretty women in their company... perhaps without clothes. I doubt any of them will give up a hundred gil just to have sex with one of us when there's plenty of cheap hookers back in town, and nicer places to have them at than this. Jenifer muttered, lifting herself back into a sitting position, her legs sprawled to straddling the man's lap she sat on and her short dress lifted enough to show off her furry panties while her dress was on the brink of falling off her narrow shoulders. She leaned back into the man she was sitting on and giggled again softly, No offense, of course.