Pennies and Dimes for a Wish (M)

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Jinai smirked.
She didn't think the damn clunky brace on his leg could be of much use than keeping him from hobbling over, though she knew she'd be just as resourceful if she had to wear such a thing. But well, the men frisked her pretty good. Even found the more well hidden knives on her person. She just could only hoped she'd get them back. Like Tenran, it took time and patience (and money she did not really have) to acquire more proper equipment for her to become more flexible in her profession.

Though as excited as she was that their escape seemed so close at hand, she was cursing through her teeth and gripping onto Tenran's arm and pulling it back, keeping their cell door closed.
"Shit, they're back already." she whispered. "That was fast." She shrunk back a moment, trying to think of a way to act casually, but the only thing she could think to do was to drape an arm over Tenran's shoulder as the guard approached, which, sadly, did not seem natural at all, for the guard as he paused at their cell, eyeing the pair up.

Jinai only stared back as the man scrutinized them visually, and Tenran would feel a hand slip inside the front of his pants and reaching lower- and Jinai raised her brows, moving her shoulders enough in an obvious rhythm to see if the guard would catch on to what she was doing.
When his brows raise din question, catching some of the motion, she smirked and watched as his gaze went south to where Jinai had her hand crammed inside Tenran's pants. As the man's eyes were distracted (and possibly Tenran,) she shot her other hand out and grippe the door, thrusting it forward and bashing it into the guards face with such a quick sharp force, he was downed quickly.  And though that was easy (and she was thankfuly only one guard had come), the other man standing near the door heard the noise and commotion beginning to grow from the inmates and moved inside to investigate.

He was beside the other man, then stepped before Tenran and Jinai's cella nd narrowed a sharp gaze upon them-
"Hey, what did you two do?"
And it was on this cue Jinai slipped her hand out of Tenran's pants and held them up as if she were on gunpoint- showing that she was infact, innocent in the matter. The man's eyes went down to where the hand had been, then to Jinai, then to Tenran.
"Hey, I can't be held accountable the man grew feint at the sight of a hand job," Jinai quipped with a smirk, giving Tenran a light nudge with her boot to prod him into action. After all, the other guards on duty would be elsewhere and the pair would have to act quickly if they wanted to escape from jail.
"I think he was just jealous of all the fuss my cell mate was making." She smirked and kicked Tenran again. He had better play along- after all, from what she could tell- he seemed to like the touch anyway. "After all, I'm very skilled with my hands."

And apparently, so was her new partner in crime.

[Lion]

A body's reactions versus conscious thought were two different things in the mind of a man.  And when Jinai had invaded his space, Tenran had every intention to beat the living hell out of her since she couldn't learn from their first encounter to keep her hands to herself.  His temper flared and what she felt was that anger about to be unleashed.  Thankfully the second guard appeared and he could take it out on him.

Without any word, Tenran rushed him and rammed him into the wall.  The helmet clanked against stone but otherwise knocked him out and had him limp on the floor.  Tenran reached down and pulled the keys from the man's belt.  "Quick get the other one inside," he snapped at Jinai, shoving her toward the door.  Once that was done, Tenran closed the cell door behind them and made sure to lock it.

The other prisoners were getting rowdy and making quite a bit scene with all that was happening.  But if they hurried, the other guards would miss them.  Tenran turned to Jinai, yanking her arm hard toward him.  "That was your final warning.  Try something like that again, i'll cut your hands off. Now get moving toward the office door.  I'm not leaving here without my gear.  We might as well, get your bird while we're at it."

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Jinai only gave a coy smirk at his threat.
"You act as if I had a choice," Jinai goaded, but remained  silent, only smirking as the pair moved onward. The man was tensed. Maybe he just needed to fuck. It would explain a lot. Or maybe he was gay. (Though she had that before, too) She wondered if he was a virgin, and could have laughed out lout at that thought. No man was a virgin. Men only thought of and wanted one thing. She grew up around enough of them to know...



At the idea to retrieve their stuff, she pushed passed Tenran, bumping his shoulder with hers as she moved ahead.
"Yes, we need to move fast. But this time," she shot him a warning look. "I'm carrying my bird." All the good it would do either of them- but she didn't trust Tenran as much as he didn't trust her, but fr now, they'd have to hold some sort of truths. That was, until she could get herself out of this mess, and she wans't about to let him harm  Feather's wing anymore.  She'd give him that damn gun if she had to. Though it was a shame. It would have been fun to have such a weapon herself.

The pair made swift work to get inside the supply room. The bird was left flapping about inside a crate. She moved carefully over it, working at prying the crate open as swiftly as she could- but the damn men nailed it shut. THey were goi gnto suffocate the thing! Scrambling around, she fetched up a knife, any knife and began to work at the nails, prying one painfully out at a time, ignoring Tenran if he even dared warn her to move faster or forget about it.
The box would be too awkward to carry, ans for all she knew, her bird needed air badly and was already hell bent and breaking it's other wing.

One at last the last nail was free, she tossed the lid recklessly aside and peered down as feathers and wings were everywhere. Carefully, she scooped the bird up and cradled it against her chest, a momentary pain piercing her eyes. One that easily slipped away after she examined the bird and realized not much more damage had been done. He would live.

Now it was time to get the hell out of there. Her eyes darted around as she began to one handlely pick up her supplies, tucking a knife between her breast, one up her skirts, another up past her rear. Then went about looking at what other goods were there and began to pocket those things as well.
Might as well while the pair was still there...

and it was only then she paused to observe..
a few bottles of her drugs lay across the counter.
Oh, these would come in handy. And she would need one later after all of this was said and done.
It had been one long, fucking day. Torri would want to hear about this. She could almost hear the woman laughing now as she began to scoop up her bottles of drugs.

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Once they were in the supply room, Tenran had all but forgotten her presence there.  He was far too busy looking for his own gear which he quickly found.  His belt, his bolts, even his remaining gun, and thankfully, his bracers which were irreplaceable themselves.  He reattached everything while Jinai was busy prying off the nails of the crate to free that ridiculous companion of hers, no doubt coming off the high she had suffered from being hit with that drugged dart.

Tenran finished, professionally checking everything he needed to before lastly checking the blade of his sword.  He unsheathed it and made sure the edge was still keen before holding it firmly in hand.  When at last he saw that she was ready, he nodded to her and made for the exit.  The supply room was directly across from the Captain's office, no doubt occupied by the Captain himself.  He made sure to shut the door quietly as he crept closer to it.  Peering throught he window, he saw, the Captain was in quite a slumber, or trying to anyway, as the rowdiness of the inmates only grew louder.

"Shut up out there!" he said, until he got tired of it.  He moved from his desk and stomped toward the door, holding out his sword.  When he yanked it open, Tenran rushed forth and bashed his shoulder hard into the Captain, using his short sword to parry away the Captain's blade.  He then grabbed his hair with his free  hand and bashed his head hard into the other knocking him out.

He dragged the body back into the office, propping him back into his chair, feet up on the desk and using the helmet to cover his eyes and seem as if he were asleep.  The sound of footsteps however were not too far away.

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Jinai raised her eyes when Tenran had finished collecting his things. She turned to look around again, picking up a few other trinkets of interest and pocketing them before following quietly behind him. THe bird had calmed in her presence, when it would otherwise naturally continue to freak out. But because it was her careful hands that had nursed the bird back to health before, they held a unique bond and because of it, a respect that went beyond their specie.
It was also in Jinai's spirit to protect those weaker than herself, so when an emptiness had over come her at the loss of her brother, the falcon easily filled that void. And it was better that way. Getting close to a person meant you left yourself open to so many vulnerabilities.

The sound of the captain drew her mind back to the presence as she moved silently behind Tenran. She smirked, impressed at the swiftness of his work before standing before the captain herself, hands ot her hips as she tilted her head to one side, flicking lightly a finger at the unconscious man's helmet, her grin growing wider at the noise of the ding.

However, she winced at the noise of men. By the sound of it, there were only two of them- perhaps three. She knew there was no way to run away, considering they were cornered. It was either go into the hallway and become exposed, or... hide.
Snagging onto Tenran's shirt collar, she dragged him suddenly onto the ground and beneath the table.
"Wait here a second," she told him wiht a smirk, pressing a finger to her smiling lips to tell him to swallow his anger and just be quiet while she moved behind the door, inserting a small, thin, needlike blade into one of the vials as she held it at her side and waited for the men to approach. They poked their heads into the jail first, and once they realized the captain wans't about,t hey opened the door to his room, and once the first man turned and noticed Jinai, she smirked and moved forward, pressing the knife clean into his side and just let him drop, his eyes glazing over from the effects of the drugs as he began to grope around at the ground, but within moment,s he was sleeping soundly, while a puddle of blood formed at his side. The last thing he saw was Tenran underneath the table before his eyes glazed over with a drug induced sleep.

The second man, however, was not impressed and drew his blade, quickly punching hard across Jinai's face- a blow that wasn't entirely unexpected as she fell across the table, knocking into the unconscious Captain and knocking off the loose helmet that had been perched upon his head, revealing, he too, was in a state of sleep- or death. Though the guard didn't waste any time rushing across the room, reading to ram his sword straight though Jinai as he roared out in rage.

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Tenran bit his tongue when Jinai drug him down to the ground yet again, this time behind the Captain's desk, right behind his chair that he was propped up on.  Gods!  There was no sating this woman was there!?  What did she want to do?  Cop another feel down his pants!  He guessed she didn't get enough in the cell.  But that notion quickly went out the window when the other two guards quickly approached.

Tenran watched from the space under the desk, watching his boots drop as Jinai took care of the first one.  However, when the second one charged forth, Tenran placed his boot out from one side of the desk and pushed himself along the ground, sliding on the floor as he pulled out his bolt gun with his opposite hand shot two bolts at the guard just as he was ready to run Jinai through.  The bolts struck into his back and shoulder, piercing his steel armor and making him fall over on Jinai limply.

"Just when I thought we'd be able to get out of here without any bloodshed.  Last thing I need is more dead guards on my hand," Tenran cursed as he quickly scrambled to his feet.  He rushed to the guard's body and yanked out his bolts and placed them back into the gun.  There was no reason for those to go to waste.

"C'mon," he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her through the opposite door that no doubt led to the hallways without.  The Captain's office had to lead to the main structure of the jailhouse, and no doubt the front door.  But if they could make it to the rooftops, they might just make it out of here without drawing more attention to themselves.

As if that was going to happen.

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As Jinai was dragged along, she fought a little.
"Hey, hey, not so fast!" she said, trying to balance the injured bird while keeping up with Tenran's pacing. She was lucky the poor falcon had not been crushed beneath the guard's weight. Though finally, after a time,s he managed to keep up with Tenran, only for the pair of them to come to a halt as a large, stout man with spectacles came walking in through the front door, pushing a hefty cart full of scrolls. He paused when he noticed the pair, and Jinai quickly thought of an idea as she smacked Tenran heavily on the back of his shoulders.
"Use that crossbow gun thing of yours and have him get us the hell out of here. We could hide in that cart." she jerked her thumb towards it, then grinned wickedly at the man, her grip nearly crushing Tenran's shoulder.
"You there. We need to borrow your cart!" Jinai began, her falcon turning with a blink towards him-
The cart man only blinked at the pair, uncertain whether to scream or run, or both.

[Lion]

He didn't need to be told twice as Tenran unholstered his boltgun, the arrows that had been used were bloodied and set into the slot, loaded and ready to launch again.  He pointed it at the man with the cart.  "Get us out of here quietly and cleanly and there could be quite a windfall in it for you," Tenran said.  He pulled a tiny coin purse from his belt and held it before the man.  But he was still quite hesitant to reach for it.  However, when his hand came forth, Tenran pulled it away.  "Into the cart."

He nudged Jinai to go first, and once she was inside, he went in next.  "If I so much as hear a grunt of nerves, your dead.  Now go."

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Jinai smirked from where she was smooshed into one corner of the cart, Tenran on the other. She rested a bit easier when the cart began to roll, her smile broadening as she heard the man grunt under their combined weight. She turned to give Tenran an even more playful smirk, pushing some scrolls aside so she could see his face better, but more only fell back into view. So she simply leaned back and enjoyed the ride.

"I suppose the man could use the exercise." she said, her eyes laughing as she heard the man wheezing and wiping at his brow, though it did pose a problem...
"Where do you think we should ask him to dump us off? We could just as well make an escape down an alleyway, though perhaps we ought to have a better plan of action?"
Her bird made a light noise, and she peered down at him, petting lightly the top of it's feathery head to comfort the bird.
"Don't worry,"S he spoke to the bird. "You'll be alright."

[Lion]

"Don't worry about that.  You just be quiet and keep your hands to yourself," Tenran warned her.  But there was a glint of respect in his eye, no matter how small.  She was still a street rat however, lower than the slime on his boot.  And he wanted little more to do with her until he got his boltgun back.  She seemed to enjoy pushing her luck, however, and he had a feeling he wouldn't be getting his property back anytime soon.

Ternran could see the man hauling the cart passed a pair of guards that were coming into the dungeons, the man gave a nervous grunt, but otherwise the guards paid him little attention.  As soon as they were out of range, the man with the cart passed an alleyway when they were far enough away and set the cart down.  He noticed two more guards patrolling the street.  He nudge the cart, kicking it with his  heel.

Tenran poked his head out from the scrolls, seeing the guards coming down the street.  "Don't even think about it," he warned, springing up from their hiding place and pressing the gun's point into the man's back.  "Here," he said.  And pressed the smal bag of coins into his hand.  "Now get on with you!"  Tenran ducked into the alleyway just in time as the guards were heading their way.

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Jinai rolled her eye at Tenran's comment, keeping her focus on her bird. He acted as if she had a choice. It as easier to distract men (and women) with those sorts of acts, since they were jarring to most parties involved. Except Jinai. She was used to such tricks.
Once they had left the scrolls, she brushed one pesky one that got caught in her hair and followed silently after Tenran, smirking at the cart man and giving him a wink.
"Just remember, a man who keeps his words reap the rewards."
Though she doubted she'd ever see the man again, she could pay him back in better ways than money. After all, he was pitiable. If he wasn't married, she doubted he had gotten laid anytime soon.

As the pair pressed down further into the alley way, her eyes began to scan the area before she looked up, noticing a pair of children on a roof top carrying sling shots. Whihc gave her an idea. Moving away, she called attention to the boys.
"How would you boys like to earn some copper?"
The boy's exchanged glances, and after a series of giggles, were positioned on the other side of the roof, causing a distraction by shooting pebbles at the local guards. She smirked over at Tenran. it would make for a good distraction as any.

"So, where to next, bright eyes?" she smirked, staring at the mismatching color before raising her eyes higher up upon her head, fully expecting him to come up with some sort of plan. She knew he'd want the bolt gun, but was already trying to think of something clever to deter him from ever getting it. It would just take a few clever moves and the perfect moment, but Jinai was street savvy and smart. ANd well, apparently all she had to do was touch him for him to get upset- so that in itself could be fun and she was sure she could find ways to disgust him and want him to just abandon his mission altogether- though..
after she thought it over, perhaps it would not be so easy.
He seemed to care a heck of a lot for those guns. Perhaps she'd be able to find out why...
But then again, some men just had some kinky fetishes. Maybe gimpy here was one of them.

[Lion]

Tenran honestly didn't know.  It wasn't like him to not have a plan.  But all that was left was to get his gun back, which he fully intended on doing.  That and teaching this bitch a lesson in the process would be nice.  But he doubted she would learn and take it to heart.  Her kind never did.  Stuck in the same rut, the same routine, life having no more meaning than the extension of their arm.  Why would she be any different.

But as Tenran looked down at the bird, his expression changed from hard to soft, and he frowned at what he'd done.  "I feel kind of bad about what I did to your falcon there.  First let's take care of that wing and see that she flies again, yeah?  Then we worry about my gun.  Let's get back to a safe place first."

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Jinai stiffened at Tenran's words. Did he actually mean that? It was hard to believe, though her lips twitched a bit into an awkwardish smile before she looked down to her falcon.
"I've treated her injured wing before. It's why she's calm now. I raised her from an injury. We'll need something to wrap the wing with it.." she frowned, examining the wing with her eyes. "It's hard to tell if it affected the bone, though she might have injured it more when she was freaking out in the box."S he sighed and averted his gaze. She didn't really want his help. It meant she could think of him as more human. Human.. him? She stared over at his leg brace for a moment before idly nodding.  And him being nice... well, perhaps she'd consider giving back his gun.

Maybe.
Glancing down the alley way, she noted a brothel with a few whores around it. Some were customers of hers and it gave her an idea, and a smirk reached her eyes as she turned to Tenran.
"How are you around whores?" she asked, her eyes dancing playfully. "I've got a few friends there, or rather, addicts." She didn't elaborate more. If she could just slip in a vial of her opiates, they'd let the pair inside without questions. Only problem was if Tenran would make a scene-
though 'noble' guards would hardly find themselves in such a place. It was safer than any...

[Lion]

It wasn't like Tenran to give a damn about anything but himself.  But he felt a smidgen of sympathy for the creature, having the misfortune to be caught in the middle of all of this.  It wasn't her fault she got shot in the wing.  It was the mere consequence of the actions of her owner.  And such was the tragic fate of many casualties of war.  Most of them were never involved in the actual fighting itself.

Tenran gave her an amused smirk.  "As good as any man is around them.  If that's a plan then let's head on our way."  He motioned for her to go first, him following behind.  As they neared the brothel door, one of the ladies blocked the way, her silhouette slender as she held onto the door frame.  She looked at Tenran with an appreciative smirk. 

"Jinai was it?" she said, looking at her.  "What are you brining us customers now?"

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(OOC: Some mature content warning!)

Jinai gave a once over to Tenran, then looked back to the whore and slipped something into her hand.
"Something like that." she didn't have to pose her question, the whore only smirked and gestured towards the door.
"You can use my room if you'd like."
Jinai nodded.
"Thanks, we will." then she gave Tenran a wink, latched onto his hand and yanked him inside.
She knew he didn't like any of her advances,a nd it was fun to make him squirm, and soon the pair were moving swiftly across a room that reeked of incense and sex, where noises of ectasy kissed across the pink lit room and men and women were found in all sorts of scandalous situations. But Jinai didn't let go of his grip, even squeezed it a little when they passed by a pair of men going at one young woman on the couch, who's breasts heaved heavily as they moved about her. But they continued on as Jinai dragged him across the room and up the stairs, and soon the two disappeared behind a thick door and into a small room iwth a drawn bath and petals strewn across the room.

Jinai spent a few nights here- too many to count, actually. Getting high, getting fucked, or whatever else was fun to do. Not that she had much else to do with her life about now.
But getting high would have to wait. SHe was addicted, yes, but even se had some limits on herself. Her falcon was more important, so her itch, her craving could wait.
She set the bird upon the bed, and surprisingly, she remained calm, her dark eyes blinking as she cocked her head towards Tenran, as if studying him as Jinai went about ripping off some clothe from a nearby drape. It would have to do to bind her wing. She wouldn't be able to fly, and this would help keep it stilll and bound as she'd heal.

Pouring some water into a small tub, she leaned over the bed ad began to clean out the room, keeping quiet- despite all of the chaotic noise of ectasy and sex- and the soft, caressing scent of a lightly, perfumed and slightly drugged incense had been burning inside the room. She failed to notice, just kept at aiding her bird, her hands now gently wrapping the wing. Though the falcon continued to stare at Tenran.

[Lion]

The sounds of the brothel took him back to his army days.  Before he got a chance to marry Liana that was.  She never accused him cheating, though he often wondered what she did when he was away.  And maybe because he never asked was one of the things that led to the eventual dissolution of their marriage.  Tenran had to learn his lesson the hard way.  As it was with all things.

He followed Jinai wordlessly, grinning a little, though he doubted the street rat would deign to attempt to sleep with him.  They were only here to take care of that damned bird, he reminded himself.  Nothing else than that.  When they were finally in a room alone, Tenran flexed his gloved hands, looking around the room.  It was surprisingly clean, and he found a wooden chair he felt was safe to sit on.

He said nothing for there was nothing to say as he watched Jinai tend to her falcon.  Though the bird's eyes were quite upset, Teran gave it a grin.  "I told you I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to shoot you.  But shit happens."

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Jinai raised a brow as she heard Tenran speak- obviously to the bird. Though Feather'swing kept looking at him. She had to smirk. It wasn't often the bird acted in such a manner. So turning around, she sat at the edge of the bed and kept the bird cradled in her hand. The bird, again, cocked it's head up at the man.

"You know why she's looking at you?" Jinai began, raising her eyes to Tenran's. She stared at him a moment, only then realizing he was, well, again, sort of handsome. Too bad they couldn't have a quick fuck... he'd probably ask for his gun first, anyways. What a stiff knee. And she could use the sex, too. Wha ta stressful day.
Either way, she jutted out her chin and informed him, "She's looking at you and plotting to peck out your eye." Her grin grew wider as she gave him a wink, the falcon still staring at him.
She looked back down at the bird and gently rubbed a hand down her feathery neck.
"She's probably wondering why I let a man like you man-handle her." she glanced up at Tenran again, her green eyes peering through a thick curtain of her blonde bangs. "Falcon's have a peculiar sense of humor. She'll probably pick to peck out the eye whose color she hates the most." She smirked again, then looked down down to her bird, gently stroking her chest feathers with a curled hand.
"I call her Feather'swing." she smirked, laughing just once at the thought. "It's what I used to call birds when I was little. I thought it suited her."
The falcon looked from her, back to Tenran again before finally looking away and appearing a bit more calm since it's eyes were no longer quite as wide. Though this made Jinai frown. The bird did feel a little warm. She hoped she hand't lost too much blood.

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"Oh, that's good to know.  Well, she can have the blue one," Tenran remarked, laughing a little.  It was a lot nicer to be in this kind of moment than to have then squabbling over something petty as he expected.  Though why she chose a brothel, he could only wonder.  Was she a part-time prostitute?  Or did she have certain...separate interests?  Well, he wasn't one to tell.  And he wasn't sure why he should care.

All he wanted was his goddamned gun.  This was an awful lot of trouble to go through.

"It certainly does suit her," Tenran agreed.  "Though perhaps she's failed to realize just how lucky she is.  Any other man would have just as easily broke her neck when they had the chance.  And would have eaten her shortly after.  I was only trying to get your attention.  Not kill her."

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Jinai studied Tenran in silence for a moment, her smirk never leaving her lips.
"Well, if she gets the blue eye, I get to cut out your green one." she smirked wider then looked down at her bird. "You know.." she began, while still stroking her falcon's chest feathers. "Most men get a woman's attentions by other means." She looked up at him, the mirth still dancing in her eyes. "Shooting a girl's bird could earn you more than just a missing left eye." And his right one...
"You could have just bought me flowers."
Yeah, this conversation was only slightly more fun than their others. After all, at least now he wasn't trying to shoot her poor bird. Though if he tried that again, she might not be quite so friendly with him while in the brothel. She did concoct poisons after all. Though he was lucky. He was cute enough to be spared.
Thinking to her vials, she found herself itching for them, but the slight opiate laced in the incense might have been doing it too as she began to tap her foot out of nervous habit. Rezbeth was so addicted, she laced almost everything in her drugs. At least she was as fun girl to get high with when Jinai wanted to escape. And right now, she kind of did. What else did they have to do anyways? Wasn't like they should go flying into the streets right now, especially after just breaking out of jail.
Resting her bird onto the bed, she pushed off and moved to a small table in the corner of the room and began to fiddle through the small vials on her person, contemplating which one to open and which one to drink down first. She supposed any would be fine, but maybe if she took one strong enough...
her thoughts drifted to Tenran. Heck- maybe if she offered him a dose they could just fuck and forget about all of this- though she wondered why she kept thinking back to that, and her foot tapped nervously again. She looked to his leg brace, then back to her vials. Yeah- maybe a strong one would be best, though she didn't want to pry..
she soon found herself asking.
"So what's wrong with your leg? Did you shoot another woman's pet falcon and she was less kindly towards you than me?" she opened a vial and then offered it over to him. "Care for a drink? It'll help you forget about anything that ever happened today."
It really would, the stuff she made could rock you into another world. It's how she made most of her money- and how she spent too much of her damn time somedays.
Though she tried t kick herself of it, it had been what- nearly a month?
Now was an exception. She needed to forget and have some fun.

After all, she deserved it. Getting out of jail was no easy task- even if it was a bit fun.

[Lion]

Right, as if flowers would have properly got her attention.  He was beginning to see that there were other things she was more interested in than flowers.  She didn't really seem like that kind of girl anyway.  Liana never was, but she was sensible enough to accept it and be thankful no matter what.  Like that made a difference...  Yet, Tenran found it hard to believe that such a woman as this 'Jinai' could be so foolish as to believe that she could actually get away with such a theft.  But, well, women got away with just about everything didn't they?  No wonder husbands died so young.

He'd become lost in thought until Jinai posed the question he looked at her through squinted eyes.  "My leg?  Old war wound," he muttered and eyed the vial she offered him.  Opiates...  He'd tried a few when he was younger, but he always preferred a few ales to calm him down.  But this was a brothel not a bar, and the only drinks around here were likely laced with other drugs as well.

He leaned forward and took the offered vial.  He took just a small sip and that was all he needed before he handed it back to her.  He sniffed a little.  "What do you get out of that stuff anyway?" he wondered.  "I'd think someone like you might find something...better to entertain herself."