Thread: They Can't Feel Like We Do (PsionicCuttlefish & Micbunny)

Cavalier remained observant as Lady Mia took him in and introduced herself. She was professional and guarded her expressions well, but Cavalier was astute enough to detect Mia's surprise at how unexpected he was to her, and then a little mild curiosity as she diligently stayed 'in-character'. Cavalier appreciated her efforts for what they were, and he knew already that he had gotten quite fortunate. He could tell that Mia was going to be treating him as she would any other client, and that was exactly what Cavalier was looking for. At Mia's polite ending comments, Cavalier nodded slightly. Well, I am simply a client like any other, seeking a social escort. Worry not about expectations! Your companionship is itself what I desire for my evening. Cavalier then turned his head back towards Sebbin. And what will such a graceful accompaniment tonight cost me? The gnome adjusted a few items on his desk. Right. Well, Mia's evening escort service rate is forty-five silver for the first three hours, paid now, and three silver for every hour after that if any, paid when you return with her. He said in a still slightly dubious tone, but otherwise seemed to be going along with the events. Very well! Cavalier said, turning back to the reception desk. He reached for a pocket on the inside of his vest, then pulled out a small pouch. He opened it up, counted out five silver coins and four gold coins, then passed them over the counter to the gnome. Sebbin took a few moments to examine them for authenticity, then nodded and looked back up. The Crimson Lotus thanks you for your visit. Sebbin said as he began to fill out some paperwork. Indeed. Cavalier nodded, then turned to face towards the exit, then looked sideways at Mia as he held out his left elbow towards her in the same way any of her clients would offer to hold, with his right hand relaxing on the hilt of the saber belted to his hip. Shall we, m'Lady? Once Mia entwined one of her arms with Cavalier's elbows, he started walking out of the Crimson Lotus with her. Despite being quite tall like most warforged, Cavalier measured his pace carefully, keeping a relaxed and comfortable stride for the shorter half-elf. Once out in the streets of Firelight, Cavalier looked around before speaking up. Anyway, I have several destinations in mind for us to enjoy tonight, m'Lady. First, I have two tickets to a theater over in the Downstairs district. I realize that the venue may not be quite as, ah...luxurious as it ought to be for one of your elegance, but I find the plays by the theater's resident artist to be quite... Cavalier paused slightly more conspicuously. ...meaningful. After another brief pause, Cavalier spoke up again. But after that, I also have reservations for an establishment in Upper Menthis that should be much more befitting of your beauty. Cavalier said, turning his head to look down at Mia. While all warforged Mia had ever seen had hinged and rigid metal jaws incapable of forming expressions, Cavalier's novel fused, flexing wooden jaw had actually bent upwards into a recognizable smile. For Mia, the mention of a theater in the Downstairs district was a dead giveaway. Downstairs was a Lower Menthis district, like Firelight, and moreover it was a tavern district--the actual Lower Menthis theater district was Torchfire. There was only one theater of any notability in Downstairs...and a lot of that was due to the main playwright.