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Post by FlyingPanther on Oct 22, 2007 12:59:28 GMT -5
Eros knew that generally, there were only three types of people who entered bars or could be found around them. Those that were looking to get someone drunk enough to screw them. Those that were generally just looking for a good time with some drinking buddies. And those that came to drink away the pain, so to speak. All three types of people were easily seduced into his grasp. He didn't even bother about waiting in the red light district, there were on and off days there. Days that there would be floods of people looking to pay for some company, and then days or even weeks were the pickings were slim...or there were simply none at all. Eros was a tactical 'companion' in that way. He wasn't going to leave it up to chance, he was going to go were the sourse of all his income went, and honestly...that was bars. Some said that this was a dangerous move, that you were far more likely to find the 'wrong kind of people' in bars. People who hurt or even killed whores for fun. Roxanne even urged him to work more in their district, but in the end...all whores were in danger wherever they sold themselves. No one could say with certainty that the person taking them home wasn't going to do something awful. That was just the reality of the world. It made him bitter...more bitter then he already was. No one really knew very much about Eros. He was the type of guy to say the bare minimum of what was needed, if he felt like speaking at all that is. Due to this, no one could really get an answer from him as to what happened in his past, or why he chose to become a whore, or why despite his masculine beauty, he chose to flaunt his more feminine side. All anyone knew, was that Eros brought in a great deal of money for the gang and that he was the strong silent type...while still enjoying flaunting his femininity. He was a strange fellow indeed, hardly anyone within the gang knew weather to call him friend or colliege. He was not one to get close. Apparently he was wonderful in bed though... Eros stood outside Furgus' Bar and Pub in a rather modest pose. He sat with his front legs together, situated politely in the middle of his body, his back feet on either side and coiled in the way a polite sitting cat might sit. His head stayed still as he watched the door of the pub, waiting for someone to come out to attempt to entice. He never cared if it was male or female...as long as they took him home and he got his money. Only his tail moved in a rythmic back and forth motion, the fluffyness of it making it look more like a moving feather then an actual appendage. He waited paitently for the next possible client to come out of the Pub. |
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Post by Nyx on Oct 22, 2007 13:11:06 GMT -5
This was definitely not the sort of place the Blyn often found himself, but he needed a change of scenery. Well, he had definitely gotten that. He had spent maybe two hours in the, what he considered, filthy bar, only have the bare minimum of drinks. . .which still made him a bit tipsy. He hopped down from the bar stool he had bee occupying and took one last look around, a shudder running along his back. Absolutely disgusting, he thought as he strolled a bit wobbly to the door. Once out the door, he took a deep breath, glad to be rid of the sounds and smells of the bars. Too many women wanting to snuggle up against him. That thought almost made him vomit right there on the sidewalk, that definitely wouldn’t be very dignified. He shook the thought from his mind and leaned up against the wall for a moment, his back to the door, fluffy tail wrapping around his feet as if it didn’t want to get soiled. Now this was a sight, the usually down to earth, modest little male, half drunk, leaning against a dirty wall of a dirty bar. Shame on him. |
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Post by FlyingPanther on Oct 22, 2007 13:32:13 GMT -5
Finally, after some time waiting outside the bar, Eros saw a rather brightly colored Morganberry feline step out of the Pub. Despite being close to the entrance, the male had not seen him. Possibly drowning in his own thoughts, the male looked as if he was sick to his stomach. Eros attributed this to why the male had not seen him yet, despite his own brightly colored hide. There was an air to the other that made Eros believe he was completely discusted by something, possibly the bar itself from the way he held himself and how stiff he was against the door. As if he didn't want it to besmudge his beautiful coat. He spotted the dark Seven of Spades plastered on the male's chest, which explained alot. Highranking individuals tended to sometimes be a bit...discusted by bars.
"Not your scene?" Eros said simply to the male, still sitting upright with his tail wagging back and forth slowly, his Lavender eyes transfixed upon the other, showing that he was willing to listen...or talk if the male so wanted to. With the male the way he was, it was best not to be to forward at first. If he was truely discusted, Eros would only be one more reason for the male to abhor this place. Whores weren't usually very highly reguarded.
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Post by Nyx on Oct 22, 2007 13:42:12 GMT -5
Blyn shuddered a few more times, trying to calm his hot so happy stomach. This was the last time he was going to go ‘slumming’ as they say. His hide was staying as far away from bars as possible from now on. No one told him how utterly nasty they were. He shuddered again before he heard the voice behind him.
He spun quickly around, instantly chastising himself for doing so, wouldn’t do to show the slightest bit of fear now would it? Absolutely not. He straightened his pose, letting himself fall away from the wall and holding himself up as best he could. He was rather proud that he didn’t fall down right there on the sidewalk. “That is definitely not my scene. That place is disgusting.” He was rather proud that his voice wasn’t as shaky as the rest of him felt.
He took a moment to look over the other feline, deep red eyes sweeping over him. He rather liked the bright colors, something that he didn’t really see much of in the other dull colored creatures around here.
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Post by FlyingPanther on Oct 22, 2007 15:12:13 GMT -5
Eros did not motion to applogize for frightening the tipsy individual. He was collecting himself quickly, an indication that he probably didn't want that little moment of suprise to be talked about or mentioned. He seemed like a rather proud individual, and who could blame him? Being of a rather high rank and Morganberry made him a great candidate for the court, this easily got to the heads of many. Maybe Blyn wasn't as vain or corrupt as Eros' mind was making him out to be, but the youthful feline had been jaded heavily in his lifetime, and chocked everything up to one reason or another. And the reasons tended to be rather cynical in nature.
"I agree." said dispassionately the man of few words. He looked at the entrance of the bar, his lynx like ears errect and listening to the sounds inside the bar, a rather loud and drunken laugh errupted from inside, and seemingly satisfied, Eros turned back his half lidded eyes over to the male. His tail continued to go back and forth like a metronome, absolutely hypnotizing if the the Morganberry male looked long enough. "Why were you here then?" he asked, though not trying to be rude. Bluntness was just his way. Many got offended by it, but Eros didn't really see much a point of dancing around the subject or playing any games if he wanted an answer. If he wanted an answer, he was going to get right to the point. It was up to other people if they were going to answer or not. Though his face seemed to give off the fact that he was genuinely interested...however dispassionate his tone of voice might be. It was the way of Kahmdens really, Eros was no acception.
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Post by Nyx on Nov 6, 2007 17:46:44 GMT -5
Blyn regained his composure rather quickly, something he had spent many nights perfecting. Wouldn’t do to be caught in a bad situation drunk off his ass, no, that would never do. He took a step towards the other feline, wanting a better look to make sure that his drunken eyes weren’t deceiving him, which they had a tendency to do. He took a step back as an even drunker pair of individuals came tumbling out the doors, only to wonder down the street. He watched for a moment before turning his attention back to the other, head canting to the side slightly.
“That, my dear, is a good question. One that I hadn’t thought about, but I guess if I must put into words why I am out and in this particular place, it would be to simply kill the boredom. I find that it is nearly impossible to entertain myself, so I was perhaps looking for someone to help out in that little matter.” The comment was open-ended, and the other could take it how ever they wanted. Blyn was either up to no good, or simply out looking for a good conversation. "My name is Blyn by the way."
[[ I have no idea how I missed that you had posted last, my bad]]
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Post by FlyingPanther on Nov 12, 2007 22:12:09 GMT -5
Eros made no motion to stand, or change the expression on his face, and his tail continued to flick back and forth rythmically. He watched with unapperent interest as the male steadied himself and headed closer to Eros, as if trying to understand what he was actually seeing. A small smile pulled at the corner of his mouth. The man was trying to act less drunk then he was. Eros spoke in a masculine voice, but he could be described as having a feminine figure. Maybe the man was having a hard time deciding if he was male or female? He wasn't sure. Then the couple walked out of the bar and startled them both. Eros stood, his fur lifted slightly, before letting it fall back into place once he had realized what was going on.
Regaining his calm came with the bat of an eye, still standing, but now he just seemed to look as regal as he sat, though standing. His legs were thin, his body fluffy and simply touchible with it's many curves. His face and voice were masculine, but they only seemed to compliment nicely with his feminine body. He walked over to Blyn, his paws falling on an invisible line as he walked, as if it were a tightrope he was skilled in walking along without fear of falling. His tail was raised, and fluttering from side to side in an s curve. Eros needed very little to seduce anyone. He tended to be mysterious...that with his good looks tended to reel in his prey rather well. "Eros." he said softly, almost a whisper.
It wasn't long before his slow and cool strides brought him right next to Blyn. His Lavender eyes focused on Blyn's red ones expressionless, save for the half liddedness he often wore upon them when seducing a possible client. "Luckily for you, it is my profession to entertain." he said, being bold and sliding next to him much like a house cat might, his fluffy tail caressing underneath the man's chin as he slowly walked away, showing off his butt with his tail held high. He looked back, his look nearly nonchalant, except for the small creep of a smile.
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Post by Nyx on Nov 19, 2007 10:54:52 GMT -5
Blyn couldn’t help but watch as Eros moved closer, his eyes not being able to leave the others form. Such a pretty package with such a masculine air. Very interesting indeed. His eyes fell on the swaying tail, which was just as fluffy as his own, and boy did Blyn have a thing for fluffy. He cleared his throat when Eros introduced himself. “Eros is it. Wonderful name you have there. Cupid if I am remembering correctly.” He was beginning to ramble, not a good thing, not a good thing at all.
A soft shudder ran down his spine as Eros rubbed against him, there was little he could do to cover it, the other male was just to close. The soft caress of Eros’ tail under his chin brought a deep purr to his chest, his tongue nearly lolling out of the side of his mouth. He shook his head just a bit, trying to clear the haze from his mind, but it did little good, too much to drink in such a short time had a tendency to do things like that to people.
He turned and watched Eros’ progress as his tail moved along his body, crimson eyes following him as he walked down the street, his own body turning to follow as if he no longer controlled it. “So you are an entertainer by profession? And just what kind of entertainment might you specialize in?” Blyn took a few steps after him, finding it a bit easier to move with something to concentrate on.
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Post by FlyingPanther on Nov 24, 2007 21:01:25 GMT -5
Eros sighed in his inner mind at the man's comment of 'Cupid'. Of all the things in this world that could be used to discribe himself, Cupid was probably the last word. And yet it was so near and dear to his own name. No...cupid was that naked baby full of miscief and love, who struck people with undying love for eachother. Eros, while seemingly one in the same, was often depicted differently, and this was who he really was. The god of desire and sexual intercourse, bitter and lonly for he is the god of love in its most carnal form. The male version of that bitch Aphrodite. The truth was that all greek gods had their little problems, even Artemis...who was suppose to be so noble and pure. She sought vengence for Hippolytus, and in doing so, ruinned someone elses lives. Maybe that was the reason why he was given his own name. Bitter and Jaded as the gods themselves.
But as his name implied, he was best at his job, at the very least in his mind. He could give this man his deepest desires, but never be a cupid for him. He could never give him love. He couldn't give anyone that. He lifted his head a bit, waiting and watching for the other feline's reaction. His smile grew only slightly at the man's question. He wondered if the man really couldn't tell...or if he was just playing. More likely the later. "For a pretty penny, I entertain others' most deepest deires." he said very plainly, and with a small flick of his fluffy tail, letting it fall slightly like a beautiful feather.
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Post by Nyx on Nov 26, 2007 13:05:03 GMT -5
Blyn followed, matching Eros step for step as they continued down the sidewalk, fluffy tail trailing behind with a slight sway, every so often rubbing against the other males. Blyn had to admit, he was rather intrigued with this furry male, and couldn't help but be drawn to him, not that he minded. It wasn't very often that he ran into a specimen as lovely as this one. not that he actually went out looking that is. Romance and anything of that nature just weren't on his mind all that often, but tonight seemed to be different and his feet were willing to follow the bright pink male anywhere he wanted to go.
He had a very good idea what profession Eros was in, and that just excited him more. He really wasn't all that sure why, but it did. Just the thought nearly made his fur stand on end in anticipation. He knew that his dirty little secret would come out, but again, didn't care, and was excited by it.
See, while he appeared to be in control on the outside, strong and dominate, on the inside he just wanted someone to dominate him. Not all the time of course, just when it mattered. Another shudder coursed down his spine before Eros spoke, his words drawing a bigger grin on Blyn's muzzle. He stopped for a moment, sitting on his haunches and lifting his paws to the pouch around his neck, tugging it open. He dipped his claws inside and pulled out a gold chain with a large sapphire in the shape of a spade on the end. Now just where in the world did that come from? "And just what can I get for this little bauble?"
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