It's modest, but it made my day.

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You say, "Shall I call for male entertainment over the market?"

Kanaya gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "Only because I want to see who responds!"

(Market): You say, "It is my lovely granddaughter's birthday. She requires male...entertainment."

Kanaya ponders for a moment and says "Hrm..."

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "No cups.."

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "No bottles either."

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "Kegs.. and a cup of beer."

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "Who makes bottles?"

You say, "I do."

The corners of Kanaya's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.

You give a bottle to Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord.

You give a bottle to Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord.

Kanaya looks about herself, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "Tahvri is incoming."

You say, "Oh make with the liquor, dear!"

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "Getting it, getting it."


Kanaya jerks slightly as the air fills with sparkling motes of bright light.
You sense Tahvri pulling on the strands of aether surrounding Kanaya.

Kanaya fills a bottle from a bloody coral pony keg of tortured images.

Tahvri bows respectfully to Kanaya.

Feyrll blinks blandly at Tahvri.

Kanaya gives a bottle to you.

You say, "Hm? What is your hourly rate."

Tahvri bows respectfully to you.

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "Wine."

ex tahvri
He is a nimble faeling and has a pasty complexion. His flat features, narrow chin and monotonal brown eyes lend him a particularly nondescript appearance. His brunette hair is tied into a ponytail at the base of his neck, and he holds his ash grey wings, laced with white tracery, in close to his body. His skin shimmers faintly from a thin application of oil and smells faintly of vanilla, buttery and delicate. He is wearing a canvas backpack, a swirling peppermint ring, a simple onyx ring, a braided ring of opal and moonstone, an astral scorpion ring, formal, black dress trousers, a grey silk shirt, a stunning cape of the hurricane, a jet black fedora hat, black sailor's boots, a simple ring of bloodstone, a beryl sun ring, and a silver tiger ring.

Kanaya fills a bottle from a dark purple amethyst keg.

Idly counting out gold, you say, "We expect everything off, including those boots."

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "Moonshine."

The corners of Kanaya's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.

Tahvri lifts his eyebrow as he tilts his head in your direction, offering a deeply curious expression.

Tahvri blinks.

Prelude Tahvri says, "Perhaps I have missed a detail somewhere."


You say to Kanaya, "Personally I would've preferred a taurian, now those have muscle."


Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "Tahvri, this is my grandmother, Marquessa Feyrll Feyranti."

Kanaya gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says to you, "He's not the entertainment, Gran."

You blink.

You say, "Are you sure?"

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "I'm just checking his clothing."

Kanaya tilts her head curiously at Tahvri.


Prelude Tahvri says to you, "As you wish, Marquessa."

Prelude Tahvri strums a quick series of notes upon his lute, rotating slowly in a circle.

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says, "Hrm.. you need a set of enchanted robes."

Prelude Tahvri leans forward, plucking the strings with his teeth while his hand deftly pops the top button of his shirt.

Tahvri winks conspiratorially at Kanaya.

Kanaya gives a trillingly melodic laugh.

Prelude Tahvri sings, "Happy birthday, Miss Conductor."

Feyrll blinks and hastily rushes forward, waving her hands for Tahvri to stop. "Oh good Nil no, cease at once. The last thing I need is to be accused of sexually assaulting a serf - put that on this instant!"

Tahvri snickers softly to himself.

Tahvri nods his head emphatically.

Conductor Kanaya d'Murani Discordant Chord says to you, "You wanted entertainment, Gran."

You say to Kanaya, "The paid and anonymous kind!"

Prelude Tahvri says, "As you wish, Marquessa. And I was just beginning to get into the swing of things."

You say to Tahvri, "Begone, vile serf! Speak of this to anyone and I -shall- assault you something, and you will not enjoy it!"

Prelude Tahvri deftly rebuttons the top button of his shirt.

Kanaya slaps her thighs and guffaws like an old man.

Tahvri bows respectfully to you.

You wrinkle your nose and sniff.

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Tahvri, I have to RP with you now. This instant. On the cold hard floor.

I don't think modest is the proper word for that. =p

Awww, I'm really sorry I missed it! Ongaku adores Kanaya and would've definitely wanted to be there. (And might have agreed to be a male stripper for her. )

Haha! Awesome!

>.>

<.<

*daydreams of becoming a Geomancer*

You don't have to be a Geomancer to have fun with the skunk.