Smoke reached out a hand to lightly squeeze Libre's shoulder. The boy was starting to look like a sad puppy. "He'll let me in, and we can invite people, but the folks that get invited are usually the sort that you'd find in our wing of the temple. You know, Soahcian. Or at least flexible."
"Buuuuut you look like you need to relax now, and it's a great place for that, too. Come on, one of the girls can give you a shoulder rub."
"Secrets drive me a little crazy," Smoke said as he started off toward the den. "People keeping them from me isn't so bad, which is why I'll never be a proper Curious, but if I know something that I don't think someone else does, and I think they'd want to know or ought to know, I have to share. It's my failing, my sin. Or one of them, rather. Some Generous give things or service; I give information and gossip. I'll tell you anything you want to know."
He tilted his head a little to look at Libre. "You know, Thuothan or not, you do have a Soahcian streak. So pretend for a little while; be Curious. If priests can manage to serve two masters, so can you. Thuoth and Soahc's Curious side don't exactly clash."
Post by Kender Bard on Oct 13, 2010 3:09:49 GMT -5
"I have a..." He hesitated as though not entirely sure what to say. "Special lady friend." He winced--that was terrible. "Um, and she's Soahcian... Wait. Huh." He shook his head. "Now that I think about it, that must have been her father that told you about my father. Schuldig is his name. They live in Khelek and now that I think about it he did come here to help with the Falsemen."
"Um, anyway, I got off track. I think I can pull off Soahcian, a little."
"Anyone can. We're all blessed with his imperfection," Smoke said breezily as he walked up to the den's door. "Just relax and don't fight it. Embarrassment's not fatal and mistakes can bring about change." He knocked and turned to Libre again.
"Schuldig? Bright orange hair, sharp face, says 'fuck' a lot?"
"Hoping to indulge his curiosity and relax a little," Smoke replied. "I'd have suggested the temple, but you know the kind of schedules Dray and Sonya keep, even if they weren't old enough to be our parents. Besides, the 'proper' places aren't very affectionate, even if you only want a cuddle, and he wanted to see."
Smoke moved to stand next to Libre. “I think it’s soothing. I grew up in the hot, bright desert, but it turns out I like it darker and cooler.” He gave Libre a wry little grin and plucked at his heavy-weight robes. “Even if I’m not quite used to the weather around here yet.”
"Now, would you rather be soothed by a man or a woman?" Smoke preferred his own gender, but since it wasn't likely they'd end up doing anything lustful, he didn't really care which Libre picked.
Post by Kender Bard on Oct 13, 2010 15:39:01 GMT -5
"Um." He had to bite his tongue from saying 'neither' since he was a little leery what that meant. "Ah, um, a woman. What are we going to be doing, exactly?" He sniffed a little. "And what's that smell on the air?"
"Hmm, let's see." Smoke closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Opium, I think," he murmured. "Bit of smiley smoke, aaaaaand...." He took another breath and let it out slowly. "Something that eludes me. It may just be an incense I've never smelled before."
"And what I've got in mind is a nice, friendly rubdown. If you decide you want more than that, great. If you don't, that's good, too."
Post by Kender Bard on Oct 13, 2010 15:59:21 GMT -5
That doesn't sound too bad, Libre thought, but he was beginning to get a better idea of what one could find here. And he was still surprised that Thelon allowed it. He gestured for Smoke to lead the way. "Do you think my father has ever been here? I doubt it, but apparently what I know of him is false."
"Ah, don't take that too hard. Forces, sometimes it's hard to be right about yourself. Believe me, I know." Smoke chuckled and headed off where he recalled the room of idle brothel girls being. "So if you can surprise yourself, it's gonna be easy for other folks to do the same thing, no matter how well you know them. But nah, I don't think he's ever been, for all it might do him some good."
He spared a wistful glance at the men's chamber before tapping lightly at the women's.
Smoke gave her a friendly smile and put a hand on Libre's shoulder as though to steady him. "Something a little more innocent than your usual requests: a massage. Maybe a bit friendlier than they offer elsewhere, but no special ending, unless we change our minds."
Last Edit: Oct 13, 2010 17:24:09 GMT -5 by Darastrix