[Misnaefus] *smiles at Fleche* So....
[Fleche] *pats cushion*
[Colret] how was your day honey?
[Fleche] Yes... very ... athletic. *smiles*
[Misnaefus] Have you thought about the alternative skin market?
[Fleche] But I am no dancer.
[Snisje] Well it was good ive slain some snakes and crocodile and i bath with some other girl's, and now i'm siting here wiith you. *smiles at colret
[Fleche] I can trot back and forth ...
[Misnaefus] Some men and women prefer massages
[Snisje] so how was you'r day then
[Colret] sounds nice, i love when everything is good and i love you to honey*kisses snisje*
[Fleche] Yes. but I am wary of this particular skin trade
[Colret] my day the same as always killing picts and nemedians for conan
[Misnaefus] It is safer than hunting skins of wild beasts
[Misnaefus] Women are usually gentle. though men can be a bit rough
[Snisje] Soon you will become the king yourself *flirts with colret*
[Fleche] I earn very well hunting skins. nestor is investing the money for my sister and me.
[Colret] *laughs*
[Misnaefus] Yes, but that is danger money. You could lose your life. And you take a life in doing so.
[Misnaefus] I merely bring joy to the Hyboria.
[Colret] put on some clothes
[Misnaefus] *glances over her shoulder at Snisje, and smiles*
[Fleche] A girl has to earn a living doing what she does best, as I'm sure you know
[Misnaefus] Yes. that is true. So have you never considered the safer skin trade?
[Colret] houts: waitress i need some ale over here
[Fleche] No. I am not cut out for it. My dancing is like a dog walking. Nort done well, indeed surprising if done at all...
[Misnaefus] *giggles* there are more ways to make money from your skin. Men often prefer the rub of skin against skin, rather than the mere sight of it
[Fleche] Whereas you enjoy your trade, yes?
[Misnaefus] Yes, as you bring pleasure to more more men, life takes on a new meaning.
[Colret] goodbye ladies
[Misnaefus] *smiles at Colret* good bye my friend.
[Fleche] *frowns* My sister was raped when she was young, and looking after me, since our mother had died. I do not care too much for men's caresses
[Fleche] *whispers* well, I have no experience in the matter to be honest
[Misnaefus] *looks into the distance, as if recalling long past events* I too was at the receiving end of unwelcome men's advances.
[Misnaefus] I was sold into slavery as a babe. And endured fifteen winters of abuse from my master and his family.
[Misnaefus] Not until I lost my looks, was I cast out upon the street
[Fleche] * frowns* An abused slave! Do you not crave revenge?
[Misnaefus] Set gave me revenge
[Misnaefus] He cursed my master's business
[Misnaefus] My master, having no money to feed all his slaves, cast me out onto the streets.
[Misnaefus] Thus, I serve Set, in the only way I can.
[Fleche] Set? That's what puzzled us last time we met. You praise Set, but you're no stygian or I'm a Mantis' behind
[Fleche] so that's the reason?
[Misnaefus] *giggles* A colourful turn of phrase... Yes. The reason is that Set saved me. And so I serve him loyally.
[Fleche] You're gratefull to ... *sighs*
[Misnaefus] Yes. Anyway, I have business to attend to. I shall leave you to your drinks in peace....
[Fleche] Well, takes all kinds, and i admit your story would encourage gratitude of that kind
[Fleche] *nods and smiles amicably*
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