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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Mar 9, 2014 19:02:25 GMT -6
Faith hummed to herself. She got changed into her clothes for that night's performance. She finished applying her makeup.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2014 19:11:11 GMT -6
Isabela had read the fables and she she could only stare in surprise as she realized Bigby would most likely be the Wolf and wondering why he'd have her focus on the story of the donkey-skinned girl, when she realized it must be Faith's story.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Mar 9, 2014 19:15:13 GMT -6
Faith was nervous. Isabella was reading her story. That was as intimate as things could get. She knew what made her who she was. A fallen princess now no better than a call girl.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2014 19:23:40 GMT -6
Isabela wondered how hard it must have been to give up a life of riches and love to basically poverty and selling a weak mockery of the notion of love. She carefully shut the book and looked up at the clock, swearing as she realized how late it was. She ran and combed roughly through her hair before applying some basic make up and making her way to the club.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Mar 9, 2014 20:15:20 GMT -6
When she peered out and didn't see Isabela in the crowd, she had to admit her heart sank. She guessed it meant that Isabela wasn't coming at all, even after she had read the story. It hurt and she was doing her best not to show it, even as she mingling with the crowd and taken to the back for more private dances.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2014 20:21:06 GMT -6
Isabela rushed to the club as quickly as she could and opened the door, panting from the exertion as she made her way inside.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Mar 9, 2014 20:38:55 GMT -6
Faith wasn't out front. She was back with a client, showing him a good time. Nerissa paused when she saw Isabela come in the way she did. She remembered her from the night she was beaten by one of the drunk Johns. "Isabela," she greeted quietly.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2014 20:44:05 GMT -6
Isabela composed herself quickly and smiled at Nerissa, "Hi, Nerissa, right? Do you know where Faith is?"
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Mar 9, 2014 20:49:18 GMT -6
"In the back. She's with a client." Nerissa responded with a sympathetic smile.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2014 20:56:45 GMT -6
Isabela nodded, "I see. I suppose I missed her dance?" she asked with a grimace.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Mar 9, 2014 21:07:20 GMT -6
"She'll be back out once he's done with her." Nerissa said. "She'll go back up and then everyone bids. You'd only get an hour with her and then the next bid goes up for the next hour of her time. It'll go on until she gets off. Georgie likes to keep things interesting around here. I could take you to the back so you can see her in between bids?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2014 21:10:31 GMT -6
Isabela smiled gratefully at Nerissa, "Would you? That would be wonderful if you could."
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Mar 9, 2014 21:21:21 GMT -6
Nerissa nodded. She motioned for Isabela to follow her.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2014 21:24:25 GMT -6
Isabela followed her and smiled, "Have you been well?" she asked, genuinely interested in Nerissa's well-being.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Mar 10, 2014 7:56:27 GMT -6
"As well as to be expected in this profession." Nerissa said. "I double as a singer during the day. I keep trying to convince Faith to try to get a day job..."
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