[Sodium_noir] Satyr in the Night

[Spikey]

Panic, Nyx
Mage, Satyr working girl
The Chaste Dragon

"My goodness, but you are a fast worker to have figured that out so quickly." She laughs and studies him for a moment before continuing by whispering in his ear. "Panic...Pan..ic...Mr. Faun." She nips his ear playfully, not painfully and then lets go of him backing away slightly. "Who knows maybe you have some of our blood in you." She winks, looks at the door, and then back to Panic displaying a mercurial mood change.

"Anythings possible!" he replied thoughtfully. "The thing with being somebody's discarded bastard Orphan is you get to invent any heritage you like for yourself. Faun isn't my real name, neither is Peter for all I know. The whores of this place found me as a kid and took me in. Gave me that name because I liked the book, J. M. Barrie and all that, Pirates and fairy's and Crocodiles."

"So, weird thought but do you have a CD player in that room? I thought I might show this rich John my dancing skills since I'm in costume to get him warmed up. I have the right music." She looks back at Panic with a grin. "You should let me perform for you too some time."

"Gimme a sec, I'm sure theres one around somewhere!" He slipped off, leaving Nyx to explore the room alone.

[Insert Nyx's actions]

After a few minutes he returned, small stero in hand with CD player and tape deck. Smile on face, newly lit cigarette in mouth. 

"I've always been a student of the Spooks." he said as he started to set it up for her. "Demons, Ghosts, Umbrood, Fae, less pleasant hings that got kicked out of the world long ago. I've spent some time with your kind, trying to learn about the Dream things of your world. Problem is, damn difficult to rememebr any details afterwards. I know a little about .... Chimera, what I can manage to piece together from half remembered chats and pillow talk. But even if I steel my mind against the after effects of the fae, its like trying to hang onto smoke. I guess the secrets of faerie ain't meant to be learned without a lot of questing and such."

A test of the buttons, which he hammered at randomly, seemed to satisfy him the thing would work.

"I've always been Fates chew toy, pinballing around the city and dealing with all the pretenders. My own kind won't have nuthin to do with me so I play with the Vampires and the Werewolves, the Demons and the rest of them. That thing they say about playing with fire? Its all bullshit you know."
he stepped back.

"Taa daa, there you go, music at your command!"

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