<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=166077.msg7767147#msg7767147">Quote from: NicciKotor on 22-02-2013, 08:18:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Very good kitten..."</strong> Smiling down at her and taking the lead to find the slavery registry. A smile and purr on my lips as I keep covering up my new chew toys nakkie flesh with my foxfire tails. Making sure to shake my butt about for added effect while walking down the road, taking stock of anything interesting going on. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The catgirl reaches down to pick up her clothing before walking off with Ahri, though she doesn't put it on again.<br/><br/>She leads Ahri to a small ring of tents, with several wooden platforms scattered about.  On several of the platforms are girls in various states of undress, most of them with a leash connecting them to wooden poles.  Several of them are simply standing or sitting in place, looking around with worry, though a few seem to understand their new position and are actively trying to entice the crowd into buying them.  At the center of the area is a small building with an open front, and a bearded man with a permanent scowl sitting behind a counter.  "Yeah, what do you want?  Buying a slave, or registering one?" he says while glaring at the two girls.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=166077.msg7768100#msg7768100">Quote from: Mysterica on 22-02-2013, 15:32:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Verisira smiled as she walked into the bar.  The place was wonderful.  The atmosphere was nice, the wait staff was nice, and the girl up on stage... this was definitely the right place.  Already Verisira knew that the dancer was her goal, and if she found herself lucky enough to be able to woo the girl she would certainly be in for a treat.  Who better to find yourself in bed with than someone who has potentially had a century or more learning the art of love?<br/><br/>When the elf left the stage and headed for the bar, Verisira quickly moved over to get near her, even should it mean she had to stand.  Many people's attention would likely be diverted away from the elf if/when another dancer got up on stage, but in the mean time she intended to start chatting her up before anyone else swooped in on her girl.  "That was wonderful."  Verisira commented.  "I only managed to catch the last minute or so of your act, but if what I saw was any indication then I must say that you dance every bit as well as you look, and you look absolutely divine!  Can I get you a drink?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Verisira's guess was correct, as most of the people in the bar turned to the new woman on the stage, a tiefling in similar garb as the elf.  There was an open seat next to her, and the elf looked over and smiled shyly when Verisira took a seat.  She smiled again and blushed at the girl's compliments, shaking her head.  "Oh, no, I'm not that good.  I just started here... Melany there is much better than I am," she said, taking a look at the stage.  "But yes, I would like a drink, if you're offering.  My name's Rina, by the way."