Vrinn x Anna

Upon finishing his hearty breakfast at the Rusty Dragon, Vrinn has a morning of deep contemplation after his unknowing embarrassment, trying to remember what happened after he blacked out during his conversation with his father's current main squeeze. Perplexed and still no closer to answers, he stands and deposits a few coins on the table, a tip for Synovia along with payment for the meal before making his way towards the Pixie's Kitten. Still dressed in the finery of his father, he arrives at the brothel around about mid-to-late morning or so, he asks around for Anna, the last person he remembers speaking with who might know more about what happened.

Anna is sitting around the couches talking to the girls, each one rapt in attention as her hand animatedly help illustrate her story. The half-orc that was laying on Vrinn when he woke, looks at him with a grin and taps the girl next to her. The raven haired woman, old enough to be someone teen's mother, turns and look at him. The act is enough to get the others to stop and look at the door. They're silent for a time then all burst out laughing conspiratorily. Anna leans grabs a teacup from the table in her hand and leans back. "You're back so soon? Did you forget something?"

Mentally groaning as he notices the gaggle of women sitting around and giggling as girls do, he can't help but have a sinking feeling as to where this might head and has a moment of regret for even coming back. But he steels himself and puts on his flashiest, most charming smile "O' course I forgot somet'ing, m' dear..." he begins with his bare elvish accent "...how could I 'ave left in such a rush wit'out expressing me gratitude for the hospitality that all of the fine ladies present presented me with!" He exclaims before sinking in a deep bow, somehow being flamboyant yet not garish at the same time. "Though... It seems as though ye read me mind. I do seem t' 'ave forgotten just what happened before I left..." he admits, his face slightly scrunched with consternation.

A few of the girls bashfully look at Anna while the rest laugh. Anna just smiles and sips her tea for a moment. She seems to consider him for a moment before setting the cup in her lap. "Well, puddin'," she begins, "You woke up in a pickled state, I gave y'breakfast then y'showed your ass, as they say back home." This comment resulted in barely hidden laughs. Anna ignores them. "You hurt my feelings, sugar." She gives an exaggerated pout.

A pained look of surprise and shock crosses his face, a sharp intake of breath as he bites his bottom lip. Kneeling down in front of her, he dips his head at the same time as he moves to take her hand in his in an attempt to kiss the back of it "I assure you, m' dear, tha' any slight I caused I did so out of ign'rance and apologize profusely and sincerely for..." he begins, looking up into her eyes with his crystalline blue orbs. "If you could per'aps tell me what I did wrong so I don't make the same mistake twice..." he asks, trailing off at the end of the question looking almost like a puppy that's just been scolded

Anna looks genuinely and pleasantly surprised before laughter bursts from her. She throws herself forward and wraps her arms around Vrinn''s neck, spilling the lukewarm tea on her dress and the floor. Still laughing, she leans back to look at him. "You called me a 'whore' you, you foaming idiot!" Tears well in the corners of her eyes from laughing so hard, but the other girls stop laughing and look horrified.

Upon this revelation, Vrinn just has a puzzled, quizzical look on his face as he is smothered by the lady who he inadvertently offended. Taking a que from the expressions of the other girls in the room, he simply gives Anna a slight hug in return before holding her out at arm's length. "Well, if you're not a whore... Wait, you were serious about being a bodyguard?" he asks even more incredulously as he looks the extremely attractive woman up and down. "Shouldn't you be more... I mean, you're far too beaut'ful t' be involved in anyt'ing like that, and most beautiful women my father employs tend t' be whores... But you... Well what sort o' bodyguard are you?" (By the way, if whore is a derogatory term to call someone who works in a brothel, I presume Vrinn would be tactful enough to use a more appropriate, more suave term...)

Anna laughs and gives him a wink. "Aw, puddin'. You're looking at one of the top professors of the Twilight Academy !" She pauses and smiles a little apologetically. "I mean, I was but then you're father attended one of my lectures in Magnimar, swept me off my feet, and hired me as his bodyguard to boot!" She leans back noticing the tea stains on her dress for the first time and waves them away with a spell. "Big Cheese says I need to dress like this on the account of being incognito. But this cake is only for one man, sugar!" She puts a finger on his nose and give the tip of a little wiggle. "And that's your papa."

At the quite shocking revelation, Vrinn's eyebrows are raised to a point where they're almost a part of his long blonde hair themselves as he looks around to gauge the reaction of this news among the collected ladies to see if they're as surprised as he is, or at least seeing if it's a joke. But eventually it dawns on him that she is, in fact, a mage of some power, and he offers a deeper, more apologetic bow "Ahh, I would have t' ask for your forgiveness my lady. If I'd have known..." he apologizes through his bow, so low that his hair drapes across the marble floor. "Ahh, but 'tis a testament t' your fine deception and acting skills..." He says while standing up straight again, a grin across his face and giving her a conspirational wink

Anna laughs with good humor and claps her hands together, "Your father said I'd have to put you in your place but he never said how delightful it would be. I actually thought I'd get to have more fun with you..." She says the last part thoughtfully... "You know, maybe I..." She grins... "Hey, Vrinn! I'm let's play a game. I'm going to try to set traps for you all around the city. If you fail, something will happen. If you pass, something will happen. It'll be a blast!" she squeals. "Sometimes...actually."

Raising from his bow almost stiffly, haltingly, the playful grin across his features slowly disappearing as he sees her expression, not quite sure on how serious she's actually being. "Traps? Around the city? Isn't that... Dangerous?" he asks inquisitively with one eyebrow raised. "What sort of traps? What if someone were to find one of these traps? And wait... Why are you setting traps for me in the first place!?" his tone becoming increasingly alarmed as the repercussions begin to sink in. "Are you sure Lady Deverin doesn't mind you doing this?"

Anna stands up with a far off look in her face. "You're right, puddin'...I need to experiment on how to make the traps trigger only for you...I have some of your hair, blood, and bodily fluids so I should be able to... Yes....but I'll need... Hmm...." She grins. "It's been ages since the Mad Jester of Twilight Academy has had a prank challenge like this!" Her eyes flash as she looks at Vrinn. "Oh...we're gonna have so much fun..."

Looking around at the other girls assembled in the sitting area as Anna begins to scare Vrinn just a little, and idea pops into his mind. "And what happens if I am able to... overcome these traps and experiments of yours?" he asks with a sly smile. "Surely, there must be some form of incentive..." he leaves the implication hanging as he casts a mischievous wink and grin in Anna's direction.

Anna looks at him hard for a moment, considering his turn of the tables, the smirks. "I'll let your papa decide the reward. He knows what I'm capable of and what you might like, after all." She laughs and whispers a word Vrinn cannot understand, her forms distorts into an uncountable amount of points then disappears with a sharp snap as the air rushes in to fill the Anna shaped vacuum in space.