All Is Fair in Hate
You send Daisuk an apologetic smile as you merge deeper into the thick of the inn crowd. Men leer approvingly as you slip with skill through the packed crowd, trying to get a grope in here, a squeeze in there but you avoid them all. The women sniff haughtily as you pass, enraged that someone more attractive than them has entered the ruckus of the town's inn and has attracted the attention of their men, but you heed not the death glares shot your way. Your biggest concern at the moment is getting to the innkeeper, who looks to be the man behind the bar at the moment.
To your dismay you finally arrive at the bar but there aren't any seats avaliable and you know the innkeeper won't have anything to do with you if you're not actually occupying a seat.
"Excuse me, sir. May I have this seat?" You slide a provocative hand along the thigh of a nearby drunk, smiling seductively, but inside your sides churn with the gross realization of what you're doing.
The drunk slides out of his seat, his smile evident like he's just scored big time. However, when his foot touches the ground he collapses in a drunken heap and doesn't get up. Stepping over him, you claim the vacant seat and wait for the innkeeper to speak with you. In no time at all, he's standing there. You...
To your dismay you finally arrive at the bar but there aren't any seats avaliable and you know the innkeeper won't have anything to do with you if you're not actually occupying a seat.
"Excuse me, sir. May I have this seat?" You slide a provocative hand along the thigh of a nearby drunk, smiling seductively, but inside your sides churn with the gross realization of what you're doing.
The drunk slides out of his seat, his smile evident like he's just scored big time. However, when his foot touches the ground he collapses in a drunken heap and doesn't get up. Stepping over him, you claim the vacant seat and wait for the innkeeper to speak with you. In no time at all, he's standing there. You...