Francines in the loft.<br/><br/><br/>Kirk stood there silently wondering when the good Dr.'s phyco babble would finally come to a stop.  He had seen and known many professors and Doctors who always seemed to enjoy this particular tactic.  He actually smiled under his hood as he thought how it might have worked if he had not been highly educated himself.  Having graduated with honors receiving his Doctorates Degree in Medical Sciences.<br/><br/>When it seemed like she was through for the moment kurk chuckled lightly.  "Dr.  Dunsany I am actually quite surprised that Rob told you that much.  After you basically fucked his whole life up letting him take the entire fall while you yourself somehow managed to peck your way to the top despite your own more than just colorful past.  Maybe he still harbors deep feelings for one of his old college flings at least enough to not let you just come out here on your own.  But all of that is neither hear nor there."<br/><br/>Kirk unscrewed the cap off of the bottle of brandy and pored half a cup into one of the glasses setting it on the table then pored another half a cup into the other glass.  One the cap was tightly back on the bottle he slipped the bottle into a large pocket of his long hooded cloak.  "What I am curious about Dr. Dunsany is if you even realize just how sentient some of your creations truly are.  And if you do realize that I would be very curious to find out just how it is that you sleep at night knowing the pain and anguish you have brought to your captive creations.  Whom you treat with even far less respect and care than I showed you only a moment ago."<br/><br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/><br/>Pickler's House of Pleasure<br/><br/><br/>13A watched the Dionys go into one of the magical rooms that was behind each cage.  Watching the door long after Dionys last wave in his direction.   13A felt a certain kinship to his fellow performers in a way they were all like his family.  Some of whom seemed to respond in kind.  Others like Bambi seemed to both fear and dislike him for reasons 13A could not quite put together.<br/><br/>Watching the couple as they passed by his cage he already knew that the man would simply pass him by with hardly a glance.  Wanting to tear the mans eyes out with his own claws seeing the way he treated Bambi.  'Fucking bastard there's no reason to be so cruel.  Were all easy marks here unable to do shit in the face of your ignorance and so called superiority.'  Once again he wanted to hiss and glare but he had learned long ago that those actions only brought hunger and even sever pain.<br/><br/>Predictably the fat whale of a man answered the question “They don’t.. bite, or anything… do they?” with the same old lame answer of "Only if you want them to.  These have all been highly trained and bred for one purpose and one purpose only to pleasure the needs of men and women alike."  Every time he heard the answer 13A felt like hacking up a major fur ball.  With the excitement seemingly over for the moment 13A went and curled back up on his bed.  No sense just standing around who knew when the next pink piglet would walk through the door just dieing to part with their hard earned cash.  and for what?  A little pleasures that they could have just as easily with a little imagination and a bottle of petroleum jelly all for the very low cost of the synthetic jelly.