<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200072.msg10091977#msg10091977">Quote from: Shjade on 07-06-2014, 23:22:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><em>Ethereal Rose</em></div><br/>Still smiling, Rose said, "There's maybe some who'll be disappointed not to see me tonight, but they'll just have to deal with it. They can wait." She stood then, made her way across the room, her glass set down by Marco as she passed en route to the far door. Not the door they'd used to enter. Not like it'd been hard to make out which part of the place he used to sleep. Through there and around the corner, just out of sight while he fixed himself another drink. Little while later, her tank top came fluttering back out the door without her.<br/><br/>"Bring the bottle. Could be a long night."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>He took the bottle and joined.<br/>"Just to make sure we're understanding each other - you'd get this even if you weren't...available and willing", he mentions when he finds her topless.<br/>"And that's the last thing I'm going to say for a while... I have other things I can do with my mouth, though."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Come morning Rose is up and about, fresh and clear from the first night in a while she'd spent with only minimal concerns about getting jumped in her sleep. Some benefits to hanging around the better-guarded sections of the hardhold! Once Marco's up she'd go about explaining to him - and whatever new pups he'd picked to go for walkies with them - where they were headed. Not so much the "why" of it, 'cause that wasn't their business. "Where" and "who" were the important bits.<br/><br/>"Could be Thumbs is a little touchy I didn't pay him a visit last night like I'd said I would, but hey, shit happens. Just watch yourselves in case he's in the mood to do somethin' stupid, yeah? Should go nice and smooth, but be ready for it not to. So let's get; sooner the better." Whenever they're ready, it's off to Thumbs' place to lay out the new deal! The one in which he pretty much gets told to go fuck himself. Maybe more politely than that. But probably not.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Marco laughed. She had refused his parting gift on the morning, yet here he was, ready to give her an armed back-up.<br/>The Dogs were going to have that, then, he decided. A gift from her to them, even if she didn't know it - he had left the ring (a definitely manish one he had expected her to sell, so nobody would get the wrong ideas) on the table. Now it was in his pocket, but it could still pay a few drinks and humps for them.<br/>"Should be easy", he tells to the Dogs. "Unless Thumbs was paying her to do something and giving her an end date, he doesn't owe her time. Not in this hold, we don't have slaves here - so she can spend her time with whoever she wants instead of Thumbs."<br/>That should help the new arrivals, he decided. Some of them appeared eager to know right was on their side, and a bit too slow to decide to strike - nothing wrong with their speed afterwards; Marco approved the first part, but disapproved of the second. That could be a lethal mistake against the typical Buitre guy, or someone like them.<br/><em>Not that a slavegirl wouldn't be handy. Not that he didn't know of holds where they had them. But the community's good trumped his pleasures, and slaves made the owners weak, his father had taught him.</em><br/>"We're only here to show Thumbs he can't threaten her for anything they don't have a contract for", he assured them. "Right, Rose?"