[Sodium_noir] Satyr in the Night

[Spikey]

Chaste Dragon Bordello

Nyx, John
Satyr, Mortal

Nyx then gets up and cleans up quickly and gets dressed. She bounces down the stairs like a kid released from school and starts hunting Tess down so she can cash out for the night and get on to the Funfair. 

The Madam of the Chaste Dragon wsn't hard to find. After the influx of businessmen had begun to leave, she was collecting sheets and other laundry. Nyx could see something of her future in the Chicago born woman, something of a possible future at least. Having survived her own years on the game, Tess was now the matriarch to the next generation. Older than most of the competition but far from past it, the perfect counter to the Brothel owner himself.

"Hey Honey!" She said as she came out of as room loaded down with pillowcases and linen. "You look like you're in a hurry." She dumps her load in a duvet cover, her makeshift carry all. The smile on her face seemed genuine, if a little tired. "If you're looked to split your ill gotten gains I need a breather. Where are you off to now, sleep or ...?"

A cashedout Tag




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