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Who: Apollo and WHOEVER COMES TO HER.
Where: Silverglen Retreat and nearby forest.
When: During the current player plot!
What: Apollo is no longer in a cage and she's on the hunt for booze and good food. Also whores.
Warnings: It's Apollo she descended into dick/sex talk. 8|

Silverglen Retreat
Thanks to one blacksworn's shenanigans, this certain blacksworn is finding that she has a little more room to get up to shenanigans of her own. She hadn't really been here that long before getting kidnapped and shoved in a cage with six other people for a week or... however fucking long it was (it's hard to keep track of the days alright), but she did at least realize that the natives here weren't too keen on the dragonsworn.

Until now, anyway. Upon recognizing her as a blacksworn, the locals here seemed suddenly... well, nicer. For one, no one was trying to steal her or her dog, and for two, shit, they actually seemed to want her there. Something about the other flights being assholes?

Whatever, their suspiciously rude behaviour to the elves meant one thing: booze and whores may or may not have better chances of being found now. She hasn't the faintest idea whether or not this little place even has any brothels or bars but if it does, then shit, she's gonna find it. As such, Apollo continues to wander around with her dog, until finally she asks out loud (to the dog, to herself, or to whoever may be close to her at the moment), "Fuckin' come on, do elves not have whores? Doesn't even have to be an elf whore, any kinda whore'll do, and booze, I ain't in that backwards of a world where that shit ain't a thing, am I?"

A FOREST SOMEWHERE
Should one venture out into the forest, it is very possible to find Apollo out there as well. This afternoon, in particular, the woman has found a river, and she seems to be... fishing. But she doesn't have a fishing rod - no, her chosen method of fishing is to use her bare hands. Which she actually is somewhat proficient at, if the growing pile of fish laying next to Metalhead on the shore is any indication.

She isn't totally naked, but the majority of her clothes have also been left in a pile nearby her dog so that they might stay dry. So what's left is a woman covered in tattoos, just barely left decent by black undergarments, standing knee deep in the river and looking very much on the prowl.

"C'mon, you tasty little fucks." She murmurs to herself, eying the water and waiting for her prey to come closer. "Gonna need a few more of you for a good fuckin' fry up."

Wildcard
Obsidian Sanctum or elsewhere! Make something up and I will tag it. 8)

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Silvenglen

[theshadowkissed]

"Maybe it's the lack of elven men around that leads to missing whores," came a voice by a building the redhead was passing by.

She might recognize Rose since she did lead the rescue operation in Sin'thalas, but she was dressed differently. Instead of the green-tinged mithril scale and a dark green cloak, she was clad in a pair of well-worn jeans and a black leather jacket. She still had her sword across her back, because the people in Silverglen were being morons. That would be the reason she was outside the inn instead if inside; they wouldn't serve her.

"You had to have noticed there are a lot more female elves than male elves around." For some reason.

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"Hey now, women like whores too."

The redhead doesn't realize who Rose is right away, but a moment of looking her over does end up leading Apollo to the conclusion that yes, she has seen her before. During the rescue operation - she had seen her then, however briefly, and should probably thank her for her help.

But they're talking about whores right now, so she'll get to that later. "An' maybe they got all the men hidden away in a secret brothel, you dunno."

[theshadowkissed]

"It's still something predominantly driven by men. Women tend to have higher standards," Rose replied, though she didn't care enough to put a lot of conviction into it. She'd only ever met one male blood whore before at Court and it surprised the hell out of her.

"I wonder, do you still call a male prostitute a whore or something else?"

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Apollo isn't totally sure if she should be offended by the 'women tend to have higher standards' comment or not, but she's quickly distracted by the other question before she can make up her mind.

"I dunno, I've always called my male whores whores. Guess you could call 'em manwhores if you really wanna make the distinction, though."

[theshadowkissed]

That got a raised eyebrow. "You're a pimp?"

As worldly as Rose was, sometimes her education as a guardian and only being eighteen sneaks up on her. Even when in Russia, she didn't deal with whores much. She'd been too focused on the hunt to bother paying attention to a lot of what was going on in the seedy underworld that her father swam in.

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"A what? No." She's been involved with some shady things in her life, but she can honestly say she's never been involved with that. Well, besides as a client that is.

"I'm a King, I have a harem." Which isn't really the same thing, as far as she's concerned. "Used to be all men, but now I've got an even mix. Variety's the spice of life, y'know?"

I'm so sorry...

[theshadowkissed]

Rose took a moment, brow furrowed, to look Apollo over.

"...a king? I could've sworn you were a woman."

She'd never met someone with wings before. Maybe whatever race Apollo was part of had really pretty effeminate men and the dhampir mistook this one before her as female. The few male elves she'd seen looked had some rockin' hair and fine features that kind of make them look girly.

LMFAO beautiful

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"I am."

The sheer confusion on Rose's face makes Apollo laugh. Actually, whenever the concept of a female king is met with confusion, it always makes Apollo laugh.

"I ain't a queen 'cause if I were, that'd mean I'm second to the man in charge. But there ain't a man in charge, and I ain't second to no one." She may very well have taken some liberties with the definition here, but in her world, it works. "If anythin', my husband's got a closer claim to Queen than I do."

[theshadowkissed]

"That makes no sense. Whoever holds the crown is either a king or a queen depending on their gender. The society I'm part of has a queen as the ruling body." Actually, they had a queen, but no need to bring that up since Rose was currently on the run, having been accused of regicide.

"Her husband wasn't king. He was just her husband."

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Apollo huffs, but it's only out of a mild, harmless annoyance that she'll forget about in two second anyway. "That's the same thing! Just with different words. Mala ain't really my queen, just my husband, an' I'm still the Pirate King."

Ah, the ridiculous politics of pirates. "Or King of the Sea, if you'd rather. That one does sound a little fancier."

[theshadowkissed]

Oh. Pirates. That made so much more sense. Only not because pirates were things from children's tales back on Earth. Sure, they were actually around like a thousand years ago, but come on. Come on. Pirates?

Whatever. She was in a world of purple elves and dragon slumber parties. Sure, there could be pirates. Medieval Times, eh matey?

"Yeah... okay. So you have a husband. Why the whores then? What... he's a little..." Rose holds her index finger and thumb up an inch apart. "Lacking?"

this is outrageously tmi i am so sorry

[irritating]

She technically isn't from Earth, but her world is pretty similar to it. Well, if the 16th century had fantastical hybrids, dragons, monsters, and magic, that is.

"Woah there, watch it. Almost offended by that." The 'almost' is punctuated by a laugh. "Malakai, lackin'? Abso-fuckin'-lutely not, beautiful cock on that man. I ain't ever seen bigger, actually, and I've seen a lotta dick." Maybe her husband's dick isn't the best thing to discuss with strangers, but hey, Rose asked. Apollo is only delivering. "And I ain't ever had a man make love to me the way he does... so no, that ain't it. I toldya, variety's the spice of life. Where'd the spice be if we just slept with each other all the time, huh?"

[theshadowkissed]

Unlike Apollo, Rose has has sex a total of one time in her life. With the man she loved, who was also really well endowed (but that was besides the point). It'd taken forever for her to finally want to get that intimate with her current boyfriend, Adrian, but that still hadn't happened. And yet, the vulgar description didn't bother her.

Though she'd never personally use the word 'beautiful' in the same sentence as cock.

"I take it monogamy isn't a thing in your world."

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Despite her tendency for casual sex whenever she feels like it, Apollo wouldn't have really judged Rose for her own approach on the matter. She does realize that her lifestyle doesn't work for everybody else, at least, and that's saying something.

"It is, just not for me an' Mala. He's a Lord, so he's got his own whores to keep 'im company when I ain't around. Or for when I am." She smiles. "It's just sex, though. It ain't like we're in love with anyone else."

[theshadowkissed]

Rose shifted a bit uncomfortably every time Apollo talked about having whores when she didn't really need them. It was one thing to have someone on the side - a few someones even - that you had sex with, but whores weren't respected. They were used and abused.

"...and you all just sleep with them? Nothing else?" A pause. "You aren't human. Your people don't... drink their fluids or anything. Do you?"

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Apollo notices the uncomfortable shifting, but she interprets it as Rose being uncomfortable with sex talk in general, and not necessarily because of her feelings on the topic of whores. It's true that whores in her world aren't always in the best of places, but Apollo and her husband do actually try to be a little more respectful about it. Used, yes. Abused, not so much.

"They kinda double as servants sometimes." She shrugs. "Anyway, I'm mostly human, an' my husband's fully human. But uh, gryps? We..." She pauses and squints a little, unsure. "Are you askin' me if we all have a certain fetish or somethin'?"

[theshadowkissed]

Well... shit. No real way she can think to talk herself out of explaining herself. At least a little.

"In a way..." She averted her eyes - odd for her - as she tried to not give too much away. "Where I'm from we have what are called blood whores. Moroi - and some Strigoi - feed on dhampirs while having sex with them. They drink their blood at the same time."

She'd always despised blood whores. And then she'd been forced to be one against her will for... God, she hadn't been able to keep track of the passage of time back then, when she was held captive and turned into a blood whore.

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Those particular words don't sounds familiar, but the concept... "What, like vampires?"

Apollo shakes her head. "Naw, we ain't like that. We eat normal stuff, like fish an' meat an' fruit. The sex an' blood thing sounds kinky, though. Used to do that with my vampire friend before we went our separate ways, but I don't remember him callin' me a blood whore before."

[theshadowkissed]

"Yeah... like vampires." Rose finally looked back.

"The bite has this endorphin rush associated with it, making the bite really pleasurable for the dhampir. It's strong enough to become addictive. Like a drug. So they become junkies just looking for their next bite. The act of giving blood during sex is a pretty taboo one in my culture, dirty, but girls get turned onto it and the men take advantage of it. The Strigoi use it to take the will to resist the other fucked up shit they do to them away."

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"Huh." Well that's interesting. She doesn't remember any drug like qualities from Jan's bites. Liking teeth and biting was more of a part of liking things rough, rather than weird chemical reactions to a species' endorphins.

"Maybe the dirty tabooness is what makes it hot for 'em. People fuckin' love gettin' dirty, even if they ain't ready to admit it. But uh... the Strigoi. You ain't too fond of 'em, are you? That or you ain't into bloodplay, I dunno."

[theshadowkissed]

"That might be what gets them to try it at first - if they're willing, of course - but then they get hooked. Just like heroin or cocaine."

Rose eyes flash and that uncomfortableness disappeared in the face of her hatred. "I kill Strigoi. That's my job back home. Those undead monsters force being blood whores on girls - assuming they don't just drain them dry and kill them. Those girls don't get a choice." She hated it so much. "Some of them don't realize that they'll never get turned. They'll just waste away, strung out, until the Strigoi gets tired of them and kills them."

silverglen!!

[traitre]

Qilby doesn't need his impeccable memory to remember the hostage; she's kind of a hard one to forget, all flaming-red hair and wings and vile mouth. Which is, at the moment, creating quite a racket while he tries to speak with a villager (why go through the trouble of running around and keeping tabs on his four little experiments when these elves will gladly do the work for him?) The elf looks slightly scandalized at the talk of whores and quickly hurries away, leaving Qilby behind. He glances at Apollo behind him before turning to fully regard her.

"I see that a week in those cages hasn't slowed you down any," he says with just enough of an ironic smile to let her know he's simply poking fun. Normally he looks as if he's laughing at a joke that only he's aware of, but this one's a Blacksworn -- an ally, or whatever. He can afford to be a little more open with her.

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Apollo is so determined to find what she's looking for that she completely misses the scandalized look on the elf's face as she hovers around talking about whores and booze. That or she simply doesn't care - but either way, she clearly doesn't seem to think maybe this is a topic best left not projected out for all the world to hear.

"Why in the fuck would bein' stuck in a cage slow me down?" Swearing just seems to be a casual part of her vocabulary, and not necessarily indicative of annoyance on its own. "Shit like that's gonna speed me up, d'you know how long I've been without rum an' sex? A week." As if he didn't already know how long she was in there and didn't literally just say a week himself. "I mean I guess I could try charmin' my way into someone's pants, but fuck, you'd think there'd be some whores to tide me over 'til I find someone, y'know?"

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"Ah." She may have made a further comment in response to the mention of drugs like heroin or cocaine, if she were not immediately sidetracked by Rose's description of the Strigoi, and how they fit into her job.

"Is that what they want? To get turned?" Apollo isn't about to judge people trying to pursue their dreams, but with the additional information Rose has given, that doesn't really sound like pursuing your dreams at all. "An' how do they feel about those assholes, anyway? They aware of their shit situation or do the enwhatevers do some fuckin' around with their minds, too?"

[theshadowkissed]

"Most of those are humans that don't know better, not being part of our society. Some just don't care and think the risk is worth the reward. After all, who wouldn't want ungodly strength, clarity of mind and immortality?"

Rose naively hadn't believed humans would willingly work with Strigoi, be their servants in hopes of being turned, until she'd seen it with her own eyes. That was back when Dimitri had captured her and she grew up real fast.

"Pity it comes at the price of their soul."