The Grand Re-Opening

[Catrux]

It hadn't been long since the man Sarushen had decided to open a palace of indulgence as he had taken to calling it. Many people who lack the wording finesse that he possess simply call it a whore house. When Sarushen initially opened the place, he had made the mistake of not fixing the place up. After some cash flow came in and he had acquired some other money from other sources, Sarushen had fixed the place up. Now the place resembled more of what he called it, The Palace of Indulgence.

Due to Sarushen's heritage, he seems to hold a sort of glamor over the ladies he employs. Sarushen does his best to treat the ladies as justly as possible though there are some from the outside that believe since he is a sorcerer he must be using his powers over the women to keep them working for him. So far nothing has come about from the people's sentiments though that is not to say nothing will. Many of the women Sarushen employs, do more than merely turn tricks, the usually take more than is indebted to them for the betterment of the company and so forth.

Sarushen now walked through his Palace, the dim light and crimson surroundings seemed to bring out his Demonic side, which would do nothing but increase his mysterious aura. He was walking to the front waiting area/reception, where he had asked everyone to meet before they re-opened the place. With all the charisma and command of his heritage Sarushen spoke to all those in attendance, "I thank you all for your help and your patience in this renovation, so unless anyone has anything to add, I would like to get on with opening this Palace."

[† The Jaxness †]

She had taken her favorite spot for the meeting. An old fashioned but comfortable love seat in the reception area, complete with pillows covered in satin and velvet to match the sofa's exterior. Set somewhat in the middle of the room, she liked being in the place most likely to get attention, but she had given the attention to the Palace's owner tonight so he could get this place up and running. He made his little speach about his thanks for the help, and so on. Naomi reclined and relaxed, looking upon the faces of the other people in attendance, waiting to see their reactions to the opening of the place, be it excitement or nervousness. She was aware that there were several new faces she hadnt seen before, and she made a mental note to inroduce herself later. Was best to let your presence known to these people, or you make the mistake of letting them assume first impressions. Not very wise.

Naomi's first priority was always her appearance. She never took a step out of her room without knowing she was looking her best. Corset tight, skirt flowing, make-up perfect and smooth. She ran a hand through her curly locks and batted her eye-lashes at Sarushen. "I think I can speak for all of us when I say we are truly delighted to be a part of your staff, Sarushen. You have done nothing more then treat us in the best of manners. And for that, I will make it a priority to make sure that the re-opening of this place is one of the best decisions you've ever made."

She had made sure to keep her eyes on him, hoping to maintain eye contact. Her voice had been kept low and soft enough that it almost sounded like a manipulative purr. All the right moves if she had been trying to seduce him, but she knew better. Of all the tricks she had to play on men, her boss was the most likely to see through them. She meant no disrespect or amusment, merely to let him know that she had full intentions of becoming one of his first to bring in profit after the re-opening.

[Ayorah]

The distinctive noise of an unfortunate woman trying to run in high heels is heard, first faintly and then louder and louder. Suddenly it stops, and the door leading to the ladies' rooms bursts open. A winded, apologetical Sarah walks out of it, her eyes first darting around the room to identify her boss, and then abruptly down again in embarassment. She had spent the last hour preparing for the event, trying on dresses and make up, and she had forgotten the time. Slowly, she walked towards Sarushen, not daring to lift her eyes from the newly polished ground.
"M-m-mister boss, sir, I... I-I'm sorry I took so long." -she managed to stammer. Then, she added- "Do... do you think I look good enough?"
She forced herself to look up at him. Her face was gracefully adorned with the best of her make-up, making the usually pretty girl look even more appealing. Her deep red dress hid enough of her body to make look mysterious, but showed enough to let prospective clients imagine her attributes. She managed to crack a smile through her velvet lips, though her wide green eyes showed she was quite nervous with the whole opening affair. This place looked much better now than when she first came. Back then it looked like the kind of place a girl like her would be in, but now... it looked so classy. She felt small among such decadence, and fear overtook her. Fear of letting her dear boss down.
She shook her head, trying to get those thoughts out. She had to be happy, otherwise men wouldn't want her and she wouldn't make money, and then the boss would be sad, and she'd be in trouble. And she didn't want the poor boss to be sad, after all he'd done for her.

[Moridanu]

*Caterina Whitlock was the daughter of a wealthy aristocrat who had taken a perverse interest in his daughter at a very early age. She had learnt early on that her body was a weapon, and her looks were her ammunition. Once this realisation was made, Cat soon became a dangerously sexy and seductive force to be reckoned with. Her childhood abuse had removed any former claim to innocence, and while her education had been learnt in the school of life rather than an actual establishment, Cat held more than enough confidence in her academic ability to engage in debates with anyone who’d care to argue with her.

Although her dark almond shape eyes were already catlike, their shape was further emphasised by the dark eyeliner she expertly applied each morning. High cheek bones emphasised just how full and lush her dark red lips were, while her long ebon tresses would happily tumble all the way down to her waist if she chose to allow it to escape from the tight braid she wore down the middle of her back. A few select soft tendrils were allowed to frame her face, and she often wove flowers into her braid or behind her ear if the mood struck her to do so. Another favourite accessory of hers were the small pair of cat ears that she had sewn on to a leopard print headband. One of the girls had given her a matching tail a few years ago as a gag gift, but Cat had fallen in love with it and immediately incorporated it into her daily costume. The punters were now so used to Cat sitting in the corner, twirling her tail around and around, that they often pulled on her tail or stroked it in an attempt at displaying their obvious affection for Cat.

As she slipped the ears onto her head and wriggled into the band waist band that clipped onto the tail, Cat sighed at her reflection in the mirror. She knew that the tight crimson velvet dress she wore was the perfect choice for tonight’s event, given how incredibly gorgeous her curvaceous body looked clad in the thick lush fabric. Using her hand to flick her tail absently around in a circle, Cat continued to sigh deeply as her dark eyes finished their inspection of her appearance. She was undeniably beautiful, some would say that she was in her prime. Indeed, she knew that these years were the peak of her otherwise miserable life and she intended to milk them for everything she could get. All she needed was the right man to walk through that door, someone who had the means and the desire to take her away from this life. Cat was destined to be a star and she was ruthless enough to do whatever was necessary to obtain her dream. Forcing a smile to her full lips, Cat flicked her long dark braid over one shoulder and allowed the tail to fall down so that it hung seductively between the backs of her thighs. Winking at her reflection, she breathed ~Lets go get them kitten!~ before she turned and sauntered out of the room, the tail swishing back and forth behind her.

Gliding down the stairs on feet as quiet as a cat, Caterina smiled at those present before she slid over to the corner of her choice. Passing by Naomi, Cat smiled at her demurely before she offered a slight nod of the head to the other women in the room. A large midnight blue velvet lounge held court over an ornate Victorian fireplace, and Cat gave her surroundings an approving smirk before she sprawled herself over the lounge. Nodding to the bossman, she purred ~ This cats ready for business whenever you are mister man..~ as she spun her tail around absently while she waited for the punters to arrive. *

[dreamer]

Alex slipped into the room, her bare feet padding noiselessly on the hard-wood floor. Her bright green eyes flicked around the room assessing the situation before allowing herself to relax in any way. Nervously Alex reached up and pulled the hood of her cloak down further, her sharp hearing had picked up most of the conversation.

Positioning herself towards the back of the room, she was able to watch everyone at once. But also close enough that if any should happen - however unlikely at this point - she would be there within seconds. She loosly folded her arms over her chest, making sure to tuck her scared hands into the dark material of her cloak. She watched the last lady of enter the room, play with her 'tail' seductively, quickly silencing the low growl rising in her chest. Her narrow, cat eyes slitted in slight amusement at the idea.

Turning her attention back to the others in the room she quietly waited for any others to arrive.

[Domar]

Kail had been standing motionlessly in the back of the room. He would have stayed standing there like a living statue had it not been for the "real" cat woman. Kail had nothing against her, but every so often he felt the need to prove that hard training means more than natural gifts. Continuing their little compition he snuck up behind Alex, using his magic to make his footsteps completely silent. When he was right up behind her he spoke to the part of the hood where her ear should be, "I'm sad to see the old place looking so nice, are you? It means less work for us, and I do so enjoy our work." While saying this he looked for the tell-tale shiver, almost unoticeable on the well trained, that was becoming of anyone who has been caught off gaurd. If she sensed him it would be her turn to try to catch him off gaurd, and positions would switch until someone was caught. The best part of their game was that no score was kept, because either a sneak was never honest about their points, or they didn't care because the thrill of the game was all they needed. Kail nodded his aproval of the place to Sarushen while waiting for Alex to reply.

((OOC: I hope you will be willing to take part in this "game" Dreamer, but if not then I'll change the post.))

[Catrux]

Silence had only momentarily fell over the group in the living area before Naomi had spoken up. When Sarushen had first met Naomi he had noticed that she seemed to strive to be the alpha female, and was used to power. He never broke the eye contact Naomi had established while she spoke, if she were to try something on him she would be disappointed. His eyes remained on hers even when he slightly bowed his head, thanking her. After her speech it was clear that she had not foolishly attempted to seduce him. There was a saying that floated around the marketing industry, Don't use your own product. It was very clear what was meant by this and Sarushen agreed, he could not afford too much of an emotional attachment to the girls.

Moments after Naomi had finished her speech another of the girls could be heard making her way to the room they now occupied. At first Sarushen was greatly annoyed, it wasn't a far trek to this room they should have all been here on time, it hadn't been much that he asked. Sarushen didn't even bother to turn around to face the newcomer, instead he let her announce her self. The sound of shuffling feet ceased very near him, and the stammered apology followed shortly. From the voice alone Sarushen was able to discern who it was behind him, Sarah. The girl had seemed to be very meek, almost as though she had low self-esteem, which was the only reason Sarushen bothered to answer her question. She couldn't do her job if she had no confidence, so he had to re-affirm her.

Turning toward her Sarushen gave her the once over, and placed his hand under her chin lifting her eyes to his. The level at which Sarushen spoke made it very difficult for anyone but Sarah to hear him. "Very much so, now please take a seat." He then let his hand fall away from her chin. Almost on cue, as his hand fell to his side again, Cat walked in. His eyes followed her, that makes two now. She sprawled out and then spoke in a very informal way, which he didn't appreciate much. Before he was able to reply he felt Alex enter the room, shortly followed by Kalil. He didn't care too much that those two weren't in attendance on time, he had spoken with them previously since they had a much different task.

With a sigh Sarushen let his annoyance go. Turning to face those in attendance, after looking in the direction of Kalil, Alex, Cat, and Sarah, he said "While I'm glad that you all took this seriously enough to make sure you looked your best, I would ask that you take my words just as seriously. I asked that you all be on time, I didn't think it too grand of a request." Sarushen then began walking back the way he had come, when he heard a knock come from the other side of the door signifying business.

This knock only caused Sarushen to stop, turn and look to see the person after Kalil would open the door, that was part of his job as a bouncer, give the customers the once over before allowing them in. He wanted to protect the girls.

[dreamer]

Alex breathed out in a huff, her ear flicked back as Kail's warm breath tickled the sensitive hairs on her ear, as he whispered in her ear. "I'm sad to see the old place looking so nice, are you? It means less work for us, and I do so enjoy our work." Alex nodded silently, her tail flickered in annoyance that he had snuck up on her again.

When Sarushen began to speak, Alex stepped to the side letting Kail watch the other speak. Alex let her mind fade from the conversation as her eyes swept over those in attentance. Her sharp hearing could just barely hear the noise from outside, the "clings" from horse halters, and the "shfffs" of padded feet brushing over the cobble stones.

She snapped to attention as someone knocked on the door, a low growl escaped from deep inside her chest and her tail flicked predatorily as she waited for the door to be opened.

((OOC: don't mind the game at all, should give her something intersting to do ;D.
oh.. and what does punters mean? *scratched head absently*))

[Domar]

Kail turned to the sound of the knock. "Customer's already? I wonder who is so needy that they can't even wait for the meeting to finish." Kail didn't expect much trouble on the first day so he had equpped himself lightly, but he wasn't unprepared. He took a few silent strides towards the door while slipping on a perculiar black glove. It was made with an almost water-like silk, so sparkling and smooth. What wasn't seen though was that inside the glove was hidden several unnoticeably miniscule needles covered with some of the most deadly poisons out there. Though perfectly safe to use in normal contact the needles would inject thier venoms into the target when a precise strike was made. The prepared live, the unwary die. That was Kail's motto. When he got to the door he opened it up and greeted the newcomer. "Welcome to The Palace of Indulgence," he said to the man as he scaned the man for any weapons. After finding nothing of importance he stepped aside and let the man in. "Hope you enjoy yourself."

((OOC: From the way you left it hanging Catrux it seemed like the person was open to describe, but if it wasn't let me know and I'll change my post. Also my name is Kail not Kalil, though I like the sound of it.))

[dreamer]

From deep within the shadows Alex quietly watched the newcomer from a dark corner, he walked in through the door with a confidant though somewhat cautious manor, like any smart being would. Sharp green eyes grazed over his average sized body, looking for any hint of trouble or the beginning signs of a good night, the man was was strong, but it was obvious that it was not earned by a life time of hard labor. The man’s clothes were well worn but still decent, a indication of a hard worker as well as a more financially. . . endowed chap. Alex regarded his profile as he walked into the main room to look over the ladies, there were no shapes of hidden weapons, though it was easily to tell that the small purse tied to his belt was not the only source of money he had with him. From the way he walked, there was a definite chance that there was a small amount of coins in the left boot, as well as a small pouch inside his shirt near the right pocket. It seemed that night was going to start off well after all...


(OOC:I figured since no one posted as the man, that it would hurt if I did, if anybody had plans on it let me know and I'll remove this post. I was just hoping that we could possibly get this section back on its feet. I also hope you'll excuse the crappiness of my post its been awhile so I'm pretty rusty.
~the long lost dreamer.)

[Moridanu]

(( I dont even know if this is still active hun.. domar hasnt been around and Lucy hasnt posted in forever. Jacki is gone and so is Ayorah I thinks.. *sighs sadly*

There are heaps of other active plots though babe, so check them out and let us know where you wanna join in. ))

[Catrux]

Once the customer was let in, Sarushen decided to walk to the middle of the room, and give an introduction. He opened his arms and announced "Welcome, to the Palace of Indulgence. Here and here alone can your worldly desires be met, for a price." Sarushen's positioning in the room was impeccable, for he was surrounded by the beautiful women he employed. "Please make yourself comfortable, get to know some of these lovely ladies." As he spoke Sarushen brushed his hand against the closest women affectionately. "I'm sure you will find that which you desire here." With his opening speech concluded Sarushen turned and headed off for his room, for now the ladies could introduce any further new commers.

It wasn't Sarushen's place to talk finances with the customers, that was for the ladies to decide. They knew what he expected of them, regardless of what they charged he got a fixed price per customer. This method proved to be quite an incentive at least monetarily for the ladies because the more customers they received the more money they pulled in, also the better they performed the higher they could charge.

After Sarushen's speech the man seemed slightly awestruck by his surroundings, more beautiful women than he has ever seen, and all in one place. The decorations seemed as if they were from an actual palace, not a whore house. The grandeur did not deter this man, instead it made him even more sure of his decision. Tentatively, the man walked further into the room taking a seat next to Caterina since she seemed the most playful and the easiest to break the ice with.