(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/DaryaAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Darya Lysina</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Emperium - Lobby<br/><strong>With:</strong>Valentina Khorkina<br/><br/>I had no need to go looking for slaves. Maybe later. So instead I stayed in the lobby and found a chair. When a slave asked me if she could help me I asked for a drink and sat Myshka on my lap.<br/><br/><strong>"No Myshka. You don't have to prepare."</strong><br/><br/>My hands caressed her hair as I looked around. I hoped Kaelyn would be quick about it.<br/><br/><strong>"Just be yourself and please the people that come. Make me proud."</strong><br/><br/>The slave brought me my drink and forgot Myshka's.<br/><br/><strong>"Slave. Can you not think? I got somebody sitting on my lap and you ignore her as if she doesn't excist? Bring her the same drink as I have and I expect it to be on the house. Also bring me the owner of this place as soon as you can."</strong><br/><br/>The slave looked at me with a bit of panic in her eyes as the poor thing probably didn't speak any English at all. I sighed and thought hard about the French words and then told her in French. She hastily hurried off to get him and I realized I had forgotten to ask for another drink in French. In times like this, I longed back to London where at least the world seemed a little more civilized than down here. I followed her with my eyes to an Asian looking man who was just introducing himself to Kaelyn.