<span style="color: #a64dff">"you are an Eternal and can be ten places at once or more so you can do a whole lot of things but i can't. i could get up, prepare, eat and clean up breakfast in say an hour and a half average depending on what i make. next i could work as say, a waitress for ten hours, have lunch somewhere in there. then i have to come home, make, eat and clean up after supper, another two hours probably. i also need to sleep for eight hours. that is twenty-one and a half hours of my twenty-four hour day and that is assuming i don't have to travel at all which i probably have to walk at least half an hour each way to and from work so really it's twenty-two and a half. that only leaves an hour and half, that is barely enough time to bathe and relax before bed to get up and do it again the next day. any five silver whore spends at least a couple hours of their day making themselves look attractive before they start and time cleaning themselves up to maintain that appearance between customers. anything less then that and your not making any more then an average worker... and in the mean time you won't have any serious relationships because all it takes is five silver to fuck you so why work to get to know you let alone risk falling in love with the public sex toy. females also risk becoming pregnant and not even knowing who the father is let alone getting any help feeding the child. you also risk getting every disease in the area which will degrade you from that five silver height down to a few copper whore so your life is actually worse and you are still seen and used as a public sex toy and none of your customers care if you have any fun, in fact they don't care if they hurt you so long as they get their moneys worth."</span>Ashia was wary of Vyre's hand near her nose but she let the Elf have her way while Anna was busy working.<span style="color: #404040">"it's adorable that you think so but i am your Consort, not your pet."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">"I'm sorry they abuse you, i can try asking them to stop but I doubt my word will change their mind." she shook her head and sighed. "like i said, it's an embassy." </span>she followed Animus into the cart and then started looking around what would become her work area. she gave the main areas only a tertiary inspection before she headed into the back to check the kitchens, storage areas and other working areas. while she was working she muttered under her breath, not complaints but notes on how many chefs could work, how much food she could expect per hour, how much could be stored, all rather complex calculations for a mortal to be doing with just a visual inspection.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"we've got what seating for what, five hundred in the stadium area?"</span>she continued checking the workings of the building, making more mental notes.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"the kitchen is a bit on the small side for the stadium but beyond that you did quite well." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>