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Miro x Vrinn x Gildy (At the Pixie's Kitten)

     Miro makes his way as secretly as he can one evening to the Pixie's kitten.  He arrives with as little notice as possible as he enters the brothel and a brothel for the first time.  He takes in the scene about him with regard and curiousity. (Honestly I don't know what to describe so the opening post will be small vrinn I'm gonna need your help on this one)
The Kitten is in full swing on the chilly evening as fall begins to give way to winter with a fight. A group of Shoanti sailors are here listening to Gildy play her small black guitar, Mein Axe. The seven men have are nestled between girls or under them as some sit on their laps.  Gildy's stage is a table littered with bottles and glasses. She's wearing an extremely fine green dress and a headdress made of the same fabric, ribbons are wrapped all around her arms and legs as she sings and plays. The song is slow and sultry, a departure from her more upbeat style, concentration is all over her face as she plays, eyes almost closed completely. For once, she's not dancing, though she sways lightly.
Miro shudders alittle at the scene before him. He is here with a task and so he sets his mind to it. Miro begins to look about for Vrinn or Cheesewright that he might find Vrinn. The scantly clad women all about him causing him to pale and sweat abit in discomfort. Miro moves about the crowd like the halfling he is and was trained to be much like in the days of his past. Be the most unassuming peice in the room... He even reminds himself. If nobody notices you then you are doing your job miro.
Dressed in a fine silk robe of various blues and yellows, shimmering in the light and partially left open to display his finely defined chest, Vrinn's attentions are mostly directed towards a client sitting in his lap. The pair listening to his wife on stage even as he whispers sweet words in her ear, her hand rubbing his chest as she giggles. The pair standing and making to head towards the rooms towards the back of the building, Vrinn spots Miro from the corner of his eye. Grinning and whispering something to his client, she gives another short giggle in reply and heads towards the back room ahead of him as he gives her an overly friendly pat on her rear. "Ahh, Miro! Took my advice about gettin' laid, did ye?" he opens with, heading towards his halfling friend trying to hide while sticking out like a sore thumb. "I recommend Precious. She might look like too much woman for ye, but trust me, she's soft when it counts" he says with a warm, welcoming smile at the innuendo. "Tell ye what, I'll even cover the cost for ye, my treat"
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Miro stops in his tracks and looks over to Vrinn.  Taking one last scan of the room he watches Vrinn approach. "Another time" Miro lies as he looks up to Vrinn a new rune just below his eye.  "I come to you with a request reguarding Gildy though I tink it would be improper to ask her first.  I seek assistance wit the goblins outside the city and Gildy as distinguished herself with them.  I would wonder if you would be cross with me asking her assistance in regards to starting to teach the host at our gates?"
Vrinn looks down on Miro, a flash of irritation crossing his face for just a moment before being erased by a warm, welcoming smile. "Ye know, she's me wife, not me property. I thank ye for considerin' me, but she's her own person y'know, she can make her own decisions." he says, looking over at his diminutive green wife as she provides some more wholesome entertainment for the room. Turning back to Miro, he kneels down in front of the halfling to look him directly in the eye, his face taking on a serious, stony mask. "Though, if there's nothin' else, I'd rather that ye' not interrupt me while I'm workin unless it's a trivial matter. Rented affection is a fickle thing y'know, and you're lucky ye caught me with a regular.
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Miro nods with a look of appology on his face.  "I am sorry Vdrinn.  I will wait out er performance and ask her myself." Miro leaves his encounter with Vrinn and makes his way to the bar where he orders a water and quietly waits out Gildy's performance with a look and aura of sheer discomfort about his person.
Giving Miro a smile and a pat on the shoulder as they part ways, Vrinn swaggers towards the back where his job awaits.
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Now that he can focus, Miro can listen to Gildy's song which she sings in Goblin. Her song is about a lover who can't control their passion and constantly finds themselves at their limit where they give in even though they have someone they love. It's fairly explicit. When she finishes, she opens her eyes and exhales deeply, clearly exhausted from the peculiar new style. She looks around and sees sailor engaged with a girl and rolls her eyes. "At least if it's bad, no one vill be knowing..." She hops off the table and over to the bar. She grins at Miro, showing the gaps in her jaws. "Miro is here. You must be vanting to try a good boing, yes? Yes. I will tell you who has best tunnel for your curious crotch weasel." She nods sagely and leans Mein Axe against the bar.
Miro kindly smiles over to Gildy.  "No actually I have not.  I came to hear you sing, you do not visit the dragon often lately Gildy.  I also came to ask Vdrinn if he would mind me making a request of your time."  Miro sips his water softly as he looks about the brothel.   "To be honest I did not know of where else to find your or him these days.  I think that I like Ameiko's idea a little more with each passing day."  Miro says dismissivly.  He finishes his glass as he eyes a couple in a corner booth grinding hips the sailor looked only a shot or two away from passing out and by the "entertainers" movements that is what she intended.  Miro shakes his head and a sad looks crosses his face.   "Maybe we should talk about this another time in a less.... heavy venue."
Gildy smiles. "You are missing, your queen, ya? Ya, zis sthing I can be fixing!" she grabs Miro's hand and pulls him towards the back. "HEY, GUYS! I AM GOING TO FUCK THIS ASSHOLE!" A small cheer goes up from those with unoccupied mouths. She tugs him along into a broom closet and looks at him seriously in the dim light.  "Hey...I know I said I would fuck you but I'm mated to a guy with a pretty sweet crotch weasel." She pats his shoulder hard. "Sorry...You still owe money though. Anna says I gotta pay for using Mr. C's room."
Miro goes from a light shade of red to practically glowing as he is draged across the kitten and to the closet.  He looks over to Gildy and goes from embarressed to alittle cross.  "Gildy....  you didn't have to do that it could have waited til tommorow." Miro shakes his head and pulls his coin purse from his hip.  "How much?" "And to address what I needed to speak to you about is I was wondering if you would be willing to help me with the Gob blins outside of Sandpoint.  I need to address them before the people of sandpoint stir themselves up into a panic or worse a riot."
"'Tomorrow is for elves and longshanks. Today we dine or die.'," she says shaking her head. She puts up her hands and adjusts her headdress. "You owe me 1 prostitute money," she notes absently. "Unless you want boing boing but zen you'll owe me 5. 1 for ze room and 4 for ze disappointing." Happy she's properly adjusted the headdress and puts her hands on her hips. "I was zinking same. I help Goblins be persons. When we starting zis?"
Miro palms 5 gold coins in Gildy's direction.  "Soon, I have a few others I need to speak to first, mayhap tommorow.  If I can finish things around town."   As Miro says this his shoulders slump and his face takes on a tired expression  "Goodnight Gildy."  Miro opens the closet and begins to make his way towards the exit.
As Miro passes through the front room, whoops and hollers go up from a few sailors, cheering him and also commenting on his fast work.