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Post by The Stranger on Sept 8, 2013 19:32:21 GMT -5
Barb smiled politely, "Well, the private rooms are for entertaining... But if you'd like to use it for some privacy, I have a very nice hostess, pretty girl, but a mute."
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Post by Marie on Sept 8, 2013 19:42:07 GMT -5
The young man blushed. His hand twitched again as he got flustered, and he almost dropped the mead.
"But...I don't need a girl. At least not yet. I promised my friend I'd wait for him. Why would I need a girl too?"
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Post by The Smith on Sept 8, 2013 20:02:13 GMT -5
Ser Petyr Lannister and Ser Hugh Hightower enter the the brothel. Their blackcloaks absorbing most of the light.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 8, 2013 20:04:52 GMT -5
"Just go back darling, third door on the left," Barb said, "What's your friend's name, so we can send him back?"
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Post by Marie on Sept 8, 2013 20:14:52 GMT -5
"Symon Florent," the young man said. "It was his idea to come. Er...thank you. Um...don't I have to pay for the room?"
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 8, 2013 20:15:13 GMT -5
Barb nodded, and two young women sided up to the Night's Watch brothers, each holding a flagon of ale.
"Sers," said the blond one, "What can we do for you this eve?"
"First drink is free for sworn brothers." Said the brunette.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 8, 2013 20:16:32 GMT -5
"You pay for the company." Barb said, "I'll settle that with your friend when he comes."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 8, 2013 20:16:58 GMT -5
Lannister laughed, and smiled his handsome grin at them. "We need a place to seat, and some fine wine." Hugh just bowed his head and looked at his boot.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 8, 2013 20:20:04 GMT -5
A table with good sight lines of all the doors is soon cleared, and the two men are brought a bottle of the best wine.
"If you need company just say so sir," the blonde reminded before giving them a respectful distance.
Ser Regard doffed an imaginary helm at the two gentlemen, and then said something to cause Rachael, his red-headed wench to giggle.
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Post by Marie on Sept 8, 2013 20:24:43 GMT -5
"You pay for the company." Barb said, "I'll settle that with your friend when he comes." "Oh." The boy seemed confused. "I'm so sorry, I have never been to one of these places before. I hope you will forgive me. My friend didn't tell me there would be women/"
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 8, 2013 20:28:12 GMT -5
"You pay for the company." Barb said, "I'll settle that with your friend when he comes." "Oh." The boy seemed confused. "I'm so sorry, I have never been to one of these places before. I hope you will forgive me. My friend didn't tell me there would be women/" "Don't worry darling, we'll get you sorted out." Barb explained. "Would you like to take a bottle of mead back to your room?" she quotes a reasonable price for the drink, and placed it on the counter.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 8, 2013 20:31:37 GMT -5
A table with good sight lines of all the doors is soon cleared, and the two men are brought a bottle of the best wine. "If you need company just say so sir," the blonde reminded before giving them a respectful distance. Ser Regard doffed an imaginary helm at the two gentlemen, and then said something to cause Rachael, his red-headed wench to giggle. Hugh asked, "Do you have any sweet cakes?" Petyr laughed, and poured himself a large drink. "I might want some company. But some one who can carry a sentence or two.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 8, 2013 20:37:09 GMT -5
The blonde smiled, "I'll admit that's not me Ser."
"She's good with her mouth, just not her words," the brunette replied. "Let's fetch Tania, They'll like her."
"We'll fetch the sweetcakes and have them bring them over."
They curtsied, and disappeared, soon to be replaced by a pale beauty with shiny black hair, and sharp blue eyes.
"Milords, welcome to the Love or Money," Tania said, "I'm Tania Snow."
There was a sound of some chuckling among the girls at the bar.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 8, 2013 20:40:57 GMT -5
Petyr asked, "So you are the girl with the most voluptuous words in this establishment?"
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 8, 2013 20:44:40 GMT -5
"Yes indeed. Quality conversation is greatly lacking upon the Wall?" She asked. She settled in beside the Hightower man, and poured herself a glass of the wine.
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