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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 22:59:13 GMT -5
One of the girls came in giggling, her bodice completely undone down the front.
"Who's this?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips and looking Tilda up and down with a grin. She was very pretty.
"Get back to work," Mally said coldly. Tilda was averting her eyes. The girl shrugged and walked out, closing the door behind her.
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Post by Lilith Royce on Sept 5, 2007 23:09:37 GMT -5
"I am Mally's sister, her older sister, and I am here to shut this establishment down," said Tilda to the girl who just entered.
"You," said Tilda in her most school marmy way to Lord Bulwer, "Get your hands off that woman immediately. Just because you have wealth, you have no right to paw women, what ever my treacherous, lecherous fallen sister may tell you!"
She then whipped off her shawl and tossed it to the topless girl. "Put this on immediately! The Gods gave you a body to be worshipped, not pawed by these evil men."
She started yelling at the top of her lungs, "Flee! Flee now for your reputation and virtue! The gods punish such evil and will punish you!"
She then turned to Mally and glared at her, "Try and save your business after that," said her look.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 23:24:47 GMT -5
OOC: Since there was a server problem, we're going to say Mally was pulling Tilda away as she said this.
Mally pulled Tilda into the kitchen so that the last of her screams were muffled. Nobody was paying her any attention anyway. When a few looked up, Mally winked at them and tapped her head, and they laughed and went back to enjoying their girls.
Then Tilda was well and truly in the kitchen, with the door shut. Mally was eyeing her coldly. "Who behaved with less dignity just now, the whore or the septa?"
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Post by Lilith Royce on Sept 5, 2007 23:27:52 GMT -5
"My dignity is nothing! Your soul is in danger from your slatternly ways!"
"REPENT!!!! REPENT ALL YOU SINNERS!!!" she shouted and then started banging pots.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 23:30:09 GMT -5
OOC: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA
The cook looked terrified, but Mally was used to this. She clamped Tilda's mouth shut and banged her head with a frying pan. That always shocked her sister into silence.
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Post by Lilith Royce on Sept 5, 2007 23:36:12 GMT -5
This time, however, the gods seem to have given Tilda the strength to resist even Mally's fine cast iron weapon. She wrestled it out of her hand, grabbed a large clangy saucepan and struggled her way back to the living room.
CLANG! CLANG! went the pots.
REPENT!!! she yelled again at the top of her lungs.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 23:43:26 GMT -5
Mally and the cook grabbed Tilda firmly and carried her out the back door of the house. They carried her down the street and stopped outside an inn. Mally was glaring.
"Shut up, Tilda! What in seven hells is wrong with you? I have a livelihood to earn, unlike you, living off someone's inheritance! People who get their money easily don't understand a fucking thing about what we do! Yes, that's right! A FUCKING thing! Ever heard that word, Tilda? Well, it's what I do! I fuck people for money! I'm good at it too! Wouldn't the world be nice if we all got your brains and could read like fucking maesters and play around with big fancy sums and numbers? Oh, you always thought you were better than me. Poor Mally, look at her, she's just a pretty, simple thing, she doesn't have brains like I do, she can't read like I do, she can't write fancy pancy poetry like I do, she doesn't like the Corbray library, she can't do anything but look pretty! Well guess what, Tilda? I can! I can do sums now because I have to, or I'll lose all my money. I fuck men because I have to - and you know what? I fucking like it sometimes! If you ever got those ice thighs of yours open, you wouldn't be screaming in my kitchen like some frustrated old woman who never got any!"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2007 23:50:10 GMT -5
People were staring. Mally caught herself and flushed.
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Post by Lilith Royce on Sept 5, 2007 23:56:50 GMT -5
ooc: OMFG!!!!! I wish we had rolling laughies on this board! ;D ;D ic: Tilda turned ice white and drew herself up to the full extent of her height, a few hairs taller than Mally. "Your money is the tainted money of the worst rings of the Seven Hells, every act of fornication is digging your grave! Look at yourself. A month ago you were young and beautiful and now you are a ragged ancient whore yelling obscenities in the street." She stopped and then smiled evilly, "Oh look, is that a blood vessel that just burst in your eye? Very Attractive."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2007 0:02:52 GMT -5
OOC: I've been laughing helplessly too. My roommate came out to see what was happening.
Mally felt offended. "I don't look ragged and ancient! I take care of myself". Her bright hair was brushed back into a braid, and her face and teeth were clean and she had a nice blue dress. Mally was very vain about her appearance. How could Tilda say something like that.
"I'm sixteen and I look it," she said proudly. "You need to lower your neckline. Literally."
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Post by Lilith Royce on Sept 6, 2007 0:09:47 GMT -5
"I am a righteous woman and I dress like a righteous woman you painted ragged hussy," barked Tilda, who then swished her modest skirts and stomped off, but not before adding, "Do not think this is the end of the fight, I will see your soul saved if it is the last thing I do!"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2007 0:14:28 GMT -5
"My soul is past all that, Tilda," Mally laughed. "I'm doing work and I'm proud of my work. I worked harder than you ever did, and I earned it. If a whore can find pride and peace in what she does, then maybe you should leave her alone." She turned and walked away with the cook.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2007 17:46:03 GMT -5
Mally's patron sent her a gift of pretty jewelry in response to several important letters she'd written to him. She was bone-tired and aching for sleep, but there was much work to do, as always. Luckily, it was always profitable work. Mally's was earning more than ever, its list of illustrious patrons ever growing.
Mally didn't always feel a sense of satisfaction, though. She knew her sister had meant well, but she resented her interference and holier-than-thou ways. And Mally was not happy, despite her money and the praises men gave her. Mally's had endless lords parading through; Mally herself only wanted Lord Benjen Stark. It had come to a point where it was difficult to even pretend to enjoy herself with other men. They were all fuckwits who disrespected women - why else would they be here, leaving their wives? Mally didn't care, but there was one man who wouldn't cheat on his wife, one man who had treated her with kindness and respect, one man she couldn't have.
And so Mally went about her business, smilingly enjoying her success while breaking a little inside.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 11, 2007 12:26:04 GMT -5
Lord Benjen Stark surronded by guards enters the whorehouse. He looks pale, and very uncomfortable. Saying noting he starts stalking through rooms silently looking for Mally Avalon.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2007 14:35:20 GMT -5
Mally descended from her rooms after bathing and dressing, and one of her girls pulled her aside, whispering urgently. Mally paled and rushed downstairs, not bothering to braid up her hair neatly. Can it be? She entered the living room, and stopped short when she saw Lord Benjen Stark surrounded by guards. Although the living room was empty except for them, Mally felt as if she'd been caught fornicating.
"My lord," she said, her face flushing hot. She tried to be as smooth and polished as she usually was to her patrons, but this was Stark! "Er - welcome."
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