Dec 05, 2019 10:54 PM
Zevran rescues a Sarah
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...sounds like fun.

She sits on her vacated chair and pulls her feet up, hugging her legs.

She has no idea what to do now.

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The night goes on, people coming in and out. Servants check in with her needs every so often, but for the most part, this is the jezebel's part of the night. Devera is in the way.

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Too many people. Devera tries to stay out of the way as much as possible.

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Not many people would notice her anyway. Most of the time this room is used for people to change costumes, which happens maybe twice a night on a slow night. 

Elezi does not make a reappearance. 

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She needs sleep, she's so tired. But. This place is... not her place. And she can't let her guard down for a second.

So she stays awake and tries to meditate again.

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The night continues around her, and eventually, the sun starts to come up again. Courtesans return downstairs and retreat to their beds.

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Elezi looks particularly apologetic. "I can sleep on the floor, if you'd rather?" 

She, noticeably, does not speak Tevene this time.

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"I'm not sleeping, the bed is yours."

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"You've been through enough today. Let me at least offer you a moment's comfort."

She's already tugging a cushion off a nearby couch, pulling her elaborate snake headress off at the same time.

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"My master is dead, you think this would lift my spirits enough."

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"...dead? But...Bea said there were hunters after you. Are you desired by another master?"

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She has no idea.

"I'm valuable," she shrugs.

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"Ooooohhhh," Elezi says, nodding. 

She tugs the cushion to the ground, and drops the headress on her make up table. "You're a mage." She laughs. It doesn't sound happy. "They always want to keep the talented ones."

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The truth is much more complicated than that, but she can run with that.

"Less talent and more... do or die, right?"

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"You are not kidding."

She removes her costume, standing entirely naked for a moment, before replacing it with a standard tunic and leggings, if a little big. She sits at her make up table, scrubbing away at the green eye shadow. "They always want those that can give them something. Magic, knowledge, pain, their bodies-"

She cuts herself off quickly.

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....she stares at her face after a moment.

"All of the above. Never enough though."

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"Never enough," Elezi agrees. 

Her sleeves fall back to reveal long, raised, angry scars along her wrist. They follow the veins almost exactly. 

"Well!" She proclaims, satisfied with her make up removal. "I think I've earned a few hours rest."

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The scars are familiar. Telltale signs of a blood slave. Devera's desire for destruction amplifies, so she closes her eyes to focus.

"Take the bed, please. I don't want it."

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"I insist. No doubt you'll only be here for a few days, Bea seems insistent that you're Zevran's fiancee."

This is all said in a very light-hearted tone, though it is clear Elezi would like the truth.

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"Fiancée is pushing it. He helped me out when I needed it. One thing lead to another... and now I'm on the run for my life."

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"Bea's a terrible romantic. So is Zevran, for that matter. I suspect she had an influence on that." 

Elezi tugs a blanket out, already curling up on the cushions. "Some of the people here knew him growing up. He has a talent for getting himself into trouble."

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"Tell me about him? Did have much time to get to know each other. Like that."

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"I don't know him very well, I am a...recent hire, you could say. Nevertheless, I have seen him here quite often. And he's not always here to partake! Sometimes he just comes by to make sure we have food and medicine enough. Once even, he ran off a landlord who tried to increase the rent. Ever since then, it's been clear that this place is under protection. Means we can sometimes do better than the fancy places on the docks!"

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"Under protection from just Zevran, or the people he works for?"

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Elezi scoffs, albeit sleepily. "The Crows don't care about whores. Not unless they can use them." 

She yawns, then takes one arm out of the blanket to gesture upstairs. "There's some food left if you're hungry. In the main hall."

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