Assassin's Apprentice Options

[Lady Door]

Smoke looks down at her arms and smiles. I was gifted when the Comet passed. She takes a sip of her absinthe, letting the sugar dissolve in her mouth, closing her eyes to it's heady taste. She smiles over at Cal and holds her arm out.
Would you like to feel for yourself?

[fistandantilus4....]

He nods, and runs his fingers, then his hand gently over one of the spurs. Anys does the same on Smoke's other arm, then runs two fingers over it, as if tweaking it. She looks at Smoke suggestively while she does it.

[Lady Door]

Smoke smiles back, then withdraws her arms. So, what brings the two of you here? What does this place have that the others don't? Smoke also messages Ashton over the AR... What other vices do you offer? The absinthe is lovely, but I'm looking for something... stronger.

[fistandantilus4....]

Cal answers first. I come for the girls. My old man's with Fed Boeing, so I already have a job waiting for me, they pay for my school, hell they pay for what ever I need most of the time. So I go where I want.

Anya, whom Smoke is deciding is a natural blond, gives him a decidedly nasty look. She whispers in Smoke's ear instead of shouting for everyone to hear.I come here because it's a good place for our kind. Here, if you're an elf, you get what you wan.t If you want some loud mouth human to stop bothering you for instance, just ask the staff. It's done.

Ashton responds on the AR. We have everything your heart desires my Lady. We have all the best liqours, any chemical drug or tech based that you would care to try as well. We have private rooms for more intimate encounters, if you're ready, with as few or many as you would like. That and much more. What is the Lady's pleasure?

[Lady Door]

Smoke smiles at Anya, absurdly pleased to be taken so readily as an elf.
Really? How ... entertaining. Smoke eyes Cal again, enjoying the loud human immensely... and wondering perversly what he would do if she were to run her thorns across his skin.
Underneath the table, she strokes Cal's thigh while continuing her chat with Ashton on the AR.
I would like to try something hallucinigenic. Can you find something like that for me?... and a private room, I think.

[fistandantilus4....]

Of course. I will have some "zen' supplied immediately. Let me know when you are ready.

The bar tab appears, showing :nuyen: 60, another :nuyen: 100 for the Zen, enough for three, and :nuyen: 300 per hour for the private room.

Cal subtly pushes against Smoke's hand with his leg, incing closer so that he rhand slides up his thigh. He's smiling at Anya as if he's won something.

[Lady Door]

Some kind of competition between these two maybe? Or perhaps, Cal's human hearing is not as defective as Anya would believe. Either way, so intriguing. I wonder if Cat would like it here. Smiling, Smoke continues to stroke Cal under the table, enjoying his responses. It's her first time being so intimate with a man, and so exceedingly different.
Show us the way, Ashton. Smoke nods to him after sending the message and then sends another quick message, hoping it finds its way to its recipient.
Cat, @ the Hellfire Club. Showing skin and everything. Thinking of you. Smoke

[fistandantilus4....]

Ashton leads the group to one of the elevator banks. The elevator is made of glass, with the option to make it dark or transparent as the 'rider' chooses. THe ork in front of it steps aside as Ashton walks up, giving the quartet access. Ashton waits until everyone is inside, the directs it up to the second floor.

The second floor looks more like a lounge area, a place to escape the roar of below. It's sectioned off in to a number of slightly recessed areas, with dark blue flooring. The Flor is apaprnetly glass ,as some areas are transparent as well, allowing the people above to view those below, although Smoke does not recall seeing the second floor from the first. Couches ring each section, with a glass coffee table in the middle. Waiters and waitresses bustle about bringing drinks.

Smoke's Commlink beeps.

Alright, you've got to send me a pic. Are you out with others, or looking for some company?

[Lady Door]

Smoke smiles broadly and uses the AR view to take a picture of herself in between the others.
I'd love your company. Are you offering? Smoke sends the message and then follows Ashton in the room, enjoying the lounge style environment.
So, Ashton, tell me... is this what you do night after night? Enjoy the company of those that would pay for your attentions? The words may come across as snobbish, but it's clear from her expression that she's merely curious and means no offense... at least, that's how it would appear.

[fistandantilus4....]

No not every night. It's my privilege to see to our more importnat guests. So here I am.

Cat's AR reply comes back. Be there in an hour. Get in to trouble.

[Lady Door]

Smoke smiles delightedly. So, I'm an 'important' guest then, am I? ... well, that certainly calls for another round..
I wonder how many other women and men he says that to... oh well, what does it matter? I'm finally having some fun!
Smoke looks over her two companions and laughs. I've taken the privilege of having some Zen sent up, I hope you two don't mind...

[fistandantilus4....]

Cal laughs Drek I'm up for anything!

Anya rolls her eyes. I don't mind. I don't thin I'll be having any, but feel free your self.

Ashton smiles and orders up another bottle of absinthe.

[Lady Door]

Smoke narrows her eyes briefly behind her absinthe glass, annoyed at Anya's killjoy attitude. This woman is nothing like Cat. Putting her glass down, Smoke stands and begins to dance in time to the still slow and sensual music coming through the speakers. She smiles and motions to Ashton to join her.

[fistandantilus4....]

He does without hesitation, joing and moving with her. Picking up on her mood, he places an arm around her waist, his hip against hers. Soon the other two join in, again gathered around Smoke.

Anya leans in again. You never told me your name.

Her body is against Smoke's , sliding up and down against her. It brings back pleasant memories. Cal is behind her, his hands now roaming freely.

[Lady Door]

My name is Naerdiell. Others call me Smoke. Smoke smiles and continues to grind, gyrating in time with the music. When the Zen arrives, she looks at it curiously before looking at Ashton for instruction.

[fistandantilus4....]

It's a small gel caplet. Simply put it in your mouth, and it will dissolve. it's effects will take about ten minutes to kick in.

Cal takes a hit without hesitation, as Ashton hands the small bottle of tablets to Smoke.

[Lady Door]

Smoke nods and takes a pill, sliding it under her tongue. Spirit of Man, Spirit of Water; watch over me. Make sure I nor any of my possessions come to harm.

[fistandantilus4....]

The group continues 'dancing' to the music. If Smoke recognized foreplay, she'd have realised that's what they were leading up to. Cal's hands were more free until they simply began to grope her. Anya's touch was more delicate, and also more precise. She knew where to touch.

Ashton seemed to just be enjoying him self, enjoying the moment, simply enjying the private party. It didn't take long for the Zen to kick in. One moment she was looking at Anya, who had just kissed her deeply. The next, as she turned, Anya's face seemd to stretch out as Smoke's head looked else where.

[Lady Door]

Smoke's eyes widen as the effects of the drug take effect. Reeling, she stumbles back against the plush couch, unconciously pulling Ashton and Anya down with her.
What? I... oh, wow...

[fistandantilus4....]

Anya laughs, enjoying the moment. She kisses Smoke deeply again. Ashton wipes away at a tear in his suit, and a bit of blood. He simply takes off his jacket. Cal for his part, sits back and watches the elf girls make out.

[Lady Door]

Smoke's eyes follow Ashton as he wipes at the tear. The ingrained embarrasment and scorn are enough to bring her out of her haze, if only for a moment.
Ashton... I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to... I can have that repaired.

[fistandantilus4....]

Not a problem at all my Lady.

Anya gives Smoke a moment to breathe, then begins kissing her neckm once she decides that everything is ok. Ashton seems to be waiting to be sure of what Smoke wants.

[Lady Door]

Smoke draws Ashton in closer and kisses him passionately before letting go and whispering in his ear... I want you, Ashton. You..

[fistandantilus4....]

Needing no more urging, he begins to undress. Anya does the same, helping Smoke out of her corset quickly. Cal is still watching.

[fistandantilus4....]

The beginnings of the party are interupted by a quick rapping at the door ,followed by it opening. An elven girl, probably no older than Smoke walks in. Her hair is long, blond, and fine, perhaps worn down to her waist, but tied back in to a tail. At a second look, she may be just a bit younger than Smoke. She's wearing, of all things, a long, slinky red dress, with spaghetti straps, that slides just above the floor as she walks.

Ashton stands as soon as she enters, almost as if standing at attention. Her cool blue eyes slide over him, laughing a bit ,as he is now half undressed.

I'm hope I'm not interrupting anything Ashton. I've come to meet our guest. Lady Montgomery de Arundel , I am Jessica Taylor. I 've been attempting to free my self some time to meet you. Welcome to the Hellfire Club. I see you've already had the time to sample a few of our finer treats.

She smiles especially at Anya, crouching undressed on the floor in front of Smoke.

By Ashton's posture, she's someone very important.