<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/K01L4x7.jpg?1)</div>Nazoli listened to Astrae's words, although she was conflicted about it. "Truth be told, it's been...hard to be more social. I smile and put up a good front, but over time it feels like I'm going to crack. But for tomorrow I'll work extra hard on coming up with the money. Goodnight Astrae."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The next morning Nazoli's breakfast was some "I can't believe it's not orange juice!" out of the fridge, drunk straight from the bottle (it was nearly done anyway). But even this synthetic fruit drink wasn't enough to prepare her against the inevitable forces of what she called the human supremacist capitalist patriarchy. She couldn't even muster up a glare or an invocation of some Absalomian non-discrimination law ("that is if there is one"). It was too much effort, too much argument too early in the day.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Clubbing and Fucking</strong><br/><br/>The credstick read 30, the same value as it was 15 minutes ago. Alone with a day planner, Nazoli plotted out her schedule. Giving the tip-based economy it would be hard to predict just how long she'd need to work, but worst case scenario she'd work all night til 3 AM to get that rent!<br/><br/><strong>Fucking@Home, Oral Session:</strong>7 PM to 8 PM. Nazoli knew of Astrae's Roommate Rule #12, but desperate times called for desperate measures. If the clubbing scene didn't work out, perhaps at least a good sucking would get her a 4 or even 5 star review.<br/><br/><strong>Shop at AbadarMart:</strong>8 PM to 9 PM. If a bank would turn her down thanks to systemic racism, surely the more exclusive clubs had the same policy. A formal clubbing outfit would be a waste of time and money, so she bought a streetwalker outfit and hygiene kit for 8 credits.<br/><br/>It was almost embarrassing waiting at the checkout line, and the human girls giggling behind her did not help matters either.<br/><br/><em>1 pair of pink panties.<br/>6 pairs of contraceptive patches.<br/>1 cherry red tube top<br/>1 black miniskirt<br/>1 pair of black zip-up high heel boots</em><br/><br/>and on and on...<br/><br/>Nazoli's face was as red as the tube top by the time she swiped her credstick. Hurriedly packing the contents into a plastic bag, she hurried home to change and get ready for her next client.<br/><br/><strong>Fucking@Home, Vaginal Session:</strong>9:30 PM to 11:30 PM. Although she was down 8 credits from the shopping trip, hopefully this session would make up for it. She got changed into her streetwalker outfit. Hopefully enduring some extra Male Gaze would net her a bigger tip.<br/><br/><strong>Gathering Information:</strong>11:30 PM to 12:30 AM. Although it was late in the night, Nazoli's people skills proved fruitful enough to overcome Absalom Station's systemic racism. Her training in Gender Studies courses back on her home planet taught her that even when it came to race, men would be men as long as patriarchy persisted. And her time at Pathbucks was enough to put her in contact with cafe house intellectuals who liked to give the pretense that they were progressive. The ego boost alone in "helping fight the struggle" could be gained by recommending some clubs to a put-upon drow girl "who can't take it anymore."<br/><br/><strong>Go Low-Class Clubbing:</strong>12:30 AM to 2:00 AM. 1.5 hours wasn't a lot of time, but it was at least enough to approach a few clients. The combination of drugs, alcohol, sensual music and swaying bodies was enough to lower the typical man's inhibitions, and Nazoli was out there shaking her booty with the best of them. Swallowing her pride (and possibly other things), she approached her first mark.<br/><br/>"Hey there, are you free to dance?" she asked, fluttering her eyelashes.<br/><br/><strong>Plan B: Streetwalking:</strong>2:00 AM to 3:30 AM. In case Nazoli's club-hopping amounted to nothing and/or she was still short a few credits, she'd try out sex work "in the flesh" so to speak.<br/><br/>"Clubs are fun, but they can be dishonest and unpredictable," she mused as she checked her day planner. "At least this way it'll be obvious enough what's on sale..."<br/><br/><em>What's on sale...by the Holy Novas, am I thinking of myself as a meat market already?!</em><br/><br/>Nazoli drank a larger than usual amount of synthetic orange juice.<em>Well if so, they better treat me like some 5-star goods after this is all done!</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Diplomacy 26 to Gather Information (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=109143)</div></div>