Lover, Assassin, Witch....

"Damn it, how many Gravediggers did we drink last night?"

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*laughs*

If it was too many, the likelihood is that we just passed out there and you can be reassured in that.

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*grins*

That means we'd be safe from Daemon's rage, then.

Of course, I have always been able to drink more than Lucivar. That gets amusing.

Papa never seems to think so.

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*slight chuckle*

Sugar, I doubt there would be much rage, even from Daemon. Males tend to...Nevermind.

Well, then you'd certainly be able to drink more than I can, and hopefully have the sense to tuck me in with a cool cloth for my head.

*amused*

I'm not surprised he doesn't think so. Though I bet it's hilarious.

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*is very interested*

Males tend to what?

I would make sure you were comfortable and well.

I find it a lot funnier than the family does.

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*slight flush, certain Daemon will kill her for this*

Males tend to...like the idea of two women enjoying each other. Which, well, if you think about two handsome men and how they look just dancing together....

*occurs to her that Jaenelle may never have seen this, or grasped the inherent sensuality of it, so she shuts up on that*

They used to pay extra in the Red Moon Houses, sometimes just to be able to watch.

*and no one in the Hall would appreciate her telling Jaenelle that. Shit.*

I'm sure you would, sugar. And I promise to be incredibly amused with you the next time it happens.

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*Jaenelle's eyes widen and Surreal has her complete and undivided attention now*

They do?

*calls in a pen and paper and starts taking notes as she talks to Surreal*

So, men like to see two women enjoying each other? The Boyos have never told any of us that. Wait until I tell the Coven.

Red Moon house? Really? They paid extra?

*has completely forgotten the discussion of getting drunk as this one is more entertaining.*

So, how does a man iniate that he would like to see something like that?

*Oh yes. Surreal has stepped deep into it now*

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*She squeezes her eyes shut. Yes. No doubt about it. He's going to kill her dead. If Saetan doesn't first. This is what happens when you turn a whore loose on a court. She takes a deep breath though. Jaenelle's a grown up. And a Queen. Her Queen. Who's asked a question that likely Surreal is the only one who can or will answer. She takes a deep breath, and look at Jaenelle weakly*

Well. Maybe not all men.

*All men she'd ever met*

But yes. Most of them seem to...find it a pleasant fantasy at least. Maybe because women know their own bodies, and to watch two women, knowing instinctively what feels good to the other. Plus, well. Double of everything they like to see.

And I'm sure the Boyos wouldn't tell you that. It's not something most men tell the women they love and serve. They go to the Red Moon houses...

*hastily*

Not the Boyos. Other men. Without women they are tied to. *Usually* Or who aren't in love with the women they're tied to. *Definitely*

Um. Most of them just told the house owner in advance. In a note. I don't know how...males would do it in a court. I doubt they'd dare. I mean, they serve. You rule. They're hardly going to say, "Wow, it would be very arousing to see Jaenelle kiss Karla."

*Not that she thinks Karla would have a problem with it. Girl clearly has no use for males in the bedroom, but if Jaenelle doesn't know that, she's not going to tell her*

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*Jaenelle gets a gleam in her eyes as she listens to Surreal's explanations. She should have just come to Surreal with her questions in the first place. She doesn't understand why Surreal sometimes calls herself a whore. She thinks of Surreal as a sister and a member of the First Circle*

So, men like the idea of seeing two women doing things to each other that the women like? I had never heard of this and it looks like the Coven and I may need to do some research.

Oh if the Boyos left their Consorts and Queens, they'd be in big trouble...well, except Morton because we haven't found him an appr---hey, if we go to these Red Moon houses, perhaps we can find a lady for Morton!

*Jaenelle scribbles fiercely on her notepad as ideas spring up. She perks up at Surreal's suggestion*

You think they'd really like to see me kiss Karla?

*Yep, no escape for Surreal in this one. She's lucky that Jaenelle hasn't sent for the whole coven for this discussion*

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*Surreal is pale and quite certain she's going to be sick*

Yes. They do. And. No. No research. Unless you want...

Very much No! Very few ladies in the Red Moon Houses would be appropriate for Morton. They're not...they aren't...they're usually just witches. Witches who are used to...who let males...They'd...Morton...

*They'd eat him up like honey and teach him everything a man needed to know, but she's not saying that*

They aren't wife material, sugar.

*she pales more at the question*

No! I don't know. Maybe. But, sugar, you're a Queen. It's not in your...you shouldn't. I mean, if you like women like that and want to see what it feels like to have a woman in bed? Then there's no problem. That's your choice and it's a perfectly valid one.

But to just...kiss the members of your coven so the Boyos will squirm is...

*something I'd do. Or used to do. Or. She cuts off the thoughts*

Well, it's not something Ladies should do.

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*Jaenelle is continuing to write. Now that Surreal has started talking, she has no intentions of letting her stop*

Oh, I think it would be a good idea for us to do some research, Geoffrey says that research is the best way to learn anything I want to know. I'm sure the Coven would like to know what the Boyos see and are interested in.

*Jaenelle nods. This seems like a very good idea to her*

So? If Morton likes one and she likes him, why can't she be marriage material? No woman is ever wife material automatically. It's an idea and a concept that we learn about.

*She tilts her head, confused*

But you just said the Boyos would enjoy it. I'm their Queen and the men in a court like to be touched and taken care of.

I'm not a Lady, Surreal, I'm a Witch.

*Jaenelle has that gleam in her eyes and there is no way she's letting Surreal off the hook*

So, does this mean that Daemon would enjoy seeing something like that.

(OOC: OMG. She's just full of questions.)

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*Surreal almost whimpers*

I don't know the Boyos are interested in it. I have no experience with nice boys, Jaenelle. And they're nice boys. Maybe it's only very...bad men who like it?

*faintly*

What sort of research did you have in mind...?

*sighs*

Because she'd be a whore. Men don't marry whores, sugar. They have sex with them. They enjoy their company, maybe. But they don't marry them.

*rubs her temples*

I don't know, sugar. I really don't. But. Whether they'd like it or not is no reason to go...petting Karla. Or any of the rest of the Coven.

*She does whimper at that*

Daemon is going to kill me. Dead. Very dead.

(OOC: *dies giggling* Surreal's so horrified at what she started. "Why, why am I the one who's explaining lesbianism, bisexuality, and male fantasies to her??")

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*Jaenelle tilts her head*

The Boyos are very nice boys and they are always saying that they want to serve and make us happy. So I figure if the Coven does some research, we can find out what they like. And OH!I can findout how to make Daemon squirm and want me, too.

*She nods. All of her plans make perfect sense to her*

We will take a trip to one of the Red Moon houses and we'll ask questions.

Why don't men marry whores, Surreal? They're women, too, correct?

*Jaenelle ponders this*

I think I will have to talk to the Coven and see what they say about all of this. I'm sure Karla and Gabrielle would love to ask you some questions with me.

*She really has no idea of the distress she is causing Surreal with all of this. She is convinced that she has finally found a way to get Daemon to want her.*

Why would Daemon kill you, Sugar? You're helping me to learn how to seduce.

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*very rapidly*

Yes, but. They want to make you happy. So. Be happy. No need to run about seducing your Coven to make them squirm if it's not what makes you happy. And...I don't know if Daemon would squirm or not. He might not like it. I've never asked.

*almost a squeak*

No. No going to Red Moon Houses. Besides, I'm not sure there are any outside of Little Terreille. You have questions, ask me. Mother Night, but they'd all kill me if you went to a House.

*flustered and something dark in her eyes for a minute, hurt and a little angry*

Most men...they don't like that their women got paid for sex, sugar. It makes them feel...lessened. Men don't respect whores. They're the one class of women they can use with impunnity. That have to serve them. If they made them wives...they'd have to serve. And no man wants to serve a whore.

*almost resigned though*

I'll answer questions. But don't go kissing them just to prove a point.

*wry smile*

I seriously doubt that Daemon wants you to learn how to seduce from me. My skills aren't exactly those that respectable Queens should be learning.

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I would never seduce my Coven just to make myself happy. I want to make them happy.

But you know Daemon better than anyone else, Surreal.

*Jaenelle purses her lips into a pout*

But why can't we visit one? And they wouldn't dare do anything to you. You're First Circle. The Coven would have their hides and they know it.

*Jaenelle's eyes are angry*

How dare they judge and decide what is right and what is not? Who said such a horrible thing to you Surreal?

*Jaenelle jumps up, her eyes the colour of midnight*

Who said such a thing to you, Sister? I'll make them pay for the insult.

And stop talking about respectable and short-changing yourself. You are my sister, First Circle and a good friend.

So, why wouldn't Daemon want me to learn to seduce him from a friend?

*Oh yes, Jaenelle is very adept at jumping from subject to subject*

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I do know Daemon better than anyone else. But, sugar, it's not like he took pleasure from anything any woman did for centuries. I doubt watching the bitches at court fawn over each other did anything for him. So, I don't know...hell, he probably doesn't know whether seeing you with another girl would do anything for him or not.

And the Coven and the boyos seem pretty happy without massive amounts of girl kissing going on. I don't think you need to worry.

*slight scowl*

You don't want to visit one, sugar. They're not really...there's nothing you could see or learn there that would be any use to you. Nothing that you couldn't just ask me about.

*shrugs*

No one in particular, sugar. There's no one to make pay. It's the way of the world. Most men find out a woman's a whore and they just want one thing from her, and marriage is not it. They figure...*wry smile* well, if you're taking money for it, then it's always up for trade, isn't it?

*touched*

I appreciate that. More than you can know. Doesn't mean I want to bring my former life to your doorstep.

*chuckles*

It's possible he might not mind if I gave you a few tips. But I think he'd frown on some of the more risque skills. Or want to teach them to you himself.

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I'd probably be like Jaenelle and wonder what we were drinking. *laughs*

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*laughs*

Somehow that seems to be the general consensus.

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I thinkI am more intrigued by our sister's questions than by the other question though *grins*

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...Not you too?

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Can I help it that Jaenelle has a tendency to ask really interesting questions? *settles herself on down to learn a few things as well*

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*soft groan*

What do you want to know?

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Well for a start, and for the record. I do not think your former profession means two licks. You are a good woman and stronger than any other I've met here besides Jaenelle. I am proud to call you family and I'll whack anybody in the head who'd says a derogatory word about you with my biggest skillet.

Now, onto my question. How exactly is one supposed to let a man know they might like to you know...make love?

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Thank you, sugar. It's good to hear that.

...How..? *arches eyebrow* You're married...what have you been doing?

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*blinks* Well...I just...I dunno I look at him and he just...knows. *blushes*

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And that's...not working for you?

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Oh no it's wonderful. I just sometimes think he would like it if I was..bolder about things.

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...Oh.

*clearly thinking, at a bit of a loss*

Well I...bold's always been my style. Blunt. Up front. I want something I ask for it.

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Oh
*she chews her bottom lip*

I've always been the one who was told what to do and when to do it and that it better be done or else. Lucivar is not like that at all...he always asks what I want or what I would like. It's just...different I guess. And when he finds out...

*blinks and her eyes widen but she catches herself*

It's just different is all

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*tilts her head, looking at her sharply, but she doesn't press*

Best way I've found to tell I man I'd like to make love is just to...tell him. But sugar? I haven't had a lot of opportunities where I actually got to make that decision. Most of my life, the money'd already changed hands. And it was always them initiating it. Didn't matter if I was in the mood or not.

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*looked up at Surreal and smiled weakly*

So in other words stop looking a gift Warlord Prince in the mouth? I don't know sometimes I still have this idea that I am not good enough for him.

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*frowns*

Sister, who has been telling you that you're not good enough for my Brother?

*Jaenelle has her own ideas on who has been saying things like this*

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*tucks her hair behind her ear and tilts her head* N-no one really...just...sometimes I just get this feeling. It's nothing that Lucivar did or said. It's like I hear this voice when I am starting to wake up when I have bad dreams..just when I'm kind of between sleeping and waking you know.

*she shifts her wings nervously* I'm sure it's nothing

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*arches her eyebrow disbelievingly*

Excuse me? Sugar, you're his everything. Anyone with eyes can see that.

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*slumps a little even her wings drooping a bit* I love Lucivar, so much that I can't even believe how lucky I am and now..

*she smiles more to herself than to Surreal, pressing a hand over her stomach*

I just...I don't want anything to bad to happen I guess.

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*she follows the hand gesture*

*shrewdly*

Especially now?

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*looked down then back up at Surreal, a weak little smile finally coming to her face* Since now..we're having a baby!

*she laughed unable to hide how happy she was in spite of her fears* Do not tell Lucivar...I haven't told him yet and he's been on edge lately

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*she bounces just a little bit*

Oh, Marian! Congratulations. I promise. Not a word.

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*grins happy to tell someone*

Thank you Surreal, now...any idea on how to avoid the fussing that's going to come....from all sides?

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*wry smile*

Not a clue...

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*slumps in her chair* Well then who do you think will be the most fussy...Lucivar definitely but I can only slip away from him so much. *facepalms* The High Lord should be much better though...fussing wise. He's been around pregnant women and knows when to stop.

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*nods*

Yes. I'd figure Uncle Saetan will be calm enough.

I have no idea how Daemon will react, and the rest of them....I don't really know yet.

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