<br/><strong>Name:  Semele (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266077.msg13129368#msg13129368)</strong><br/><br/><strong>CLIENT</strong><br/><br/><strong>Situation:</strong>Just starting to enjoy the show<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Antonio; Open<br/><br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong><em> intrigued glances</em><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>All eyes of the Pink Hydra group focused on Antonio as he moved passed the bodyguard and staff members. The Dragon-man sneered, he was clearly not impressed and instead smoothly made his way towards one of the many beauties<em>decorating</em>the room. Semele gently laid a hand on the youngster’s thigh, easing his nerves.<br/><br/><strong>“I don’t mind you sticking around for the show, but I fear you might waste the night away watching other men juggle their balls, Rodrick.”</strong>She whispered almost motherly, while her eyes moved to Antonio. It seemed a bit of a struggle to gaze away from Velen that time.<br/><br/><strong>“See that darling gentleman over there?”</strong>she pointed then towards Mr. Jeffrey.<strong>“Go tell him that you’re looking for Lilac.”</strong>In the language of flowers that meant youthful innocence and confidence. Mr. Jeffrey would know that he wasn’t referring to a Courtesan, but unknowingly described himself. That way, Mr. Jeffrey would know which girl to suggest.<br/>Remaining alone on the bench with the other wolf-twin to guard her, Semele now had plenty of room to enjoy herself.<br/><br/><strong>” A song then!”</strong>she said smiling wide, her pearly teeth flashing in the dim-lit corner.<strong>”Make it an inviting one.”</strong>It remained a mystery on whether he was indeed a Groom or not, but with time she would find out for sure. If so, he was most certainly an unusual one.<br/><br/>Then something unexpectedly entertaining took place. A man flew in a wide arc somewhere at the other side of the room, landed on a table which couldn’t possibly withstand his fall and broke it.  Her gaze switched momentarily back to Antonio as he dropped more than half of his juggling balls, including the coin purse. Her eyes lingered some more on the roundness of his rear as he bend over to pick them up.<em>Now that’s what I call entertainment.</em>she thought.<br/><br/>Amongst the “aaah”s and short cries from the audience came the impressive voice of the Orc girl. The poor fellow didn’t even blink when she threw herself over him. Was this part of the client’s kink, Semele had to ask herself. Perhaps he should’ve been more explicit in his request. “Not to be killed, just at the point of death, you know, the moment when one feels most alive.” She was already spinning a tale inside her head, inspiration for a new play back at the Hydra.  As things got rough, the Wolf-man returned by his twin’s side, resuming position.<br/><br/><strong>“If this goes out in style, remind me to put an ad tomorrow morning at the front entrance: Come to Pink Hydra - where spirits soar high, not the clients.” </strong>She told them and raised her glass towards Antonio, a signal that he should go on with the song.<br/>