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WHO: ??? + Aristophanes + you
WHERE: The Pearl
OPEN/CLOSED: open
WHEN: Day 3, evening

[A teenage girl in Aristophanes colors, having just clawed her way out of the ball pit, is now sitting on the pit's edge with her head in her hands.]

T...Terrible...this is...ow...

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That was a good laugh... I'll admit.

But, if you ever try picking me up, you will lose an arm. Maybe two. Maybe three.

G-got it... That...won't be necessary...

All right, then.

...I am kinda curious what kind of guy could pick you up, though. I assume he'd have to be pretty strong...

You get curious about weird things, Aristophanes.

Don't you? I mean, what else is there to wonder about?

Other things.

Is that part of your role?

'Other things'? Sure, all kinds of things are part of my role.

[waggly eyebrows return, possibly due to their great reception last time]

You're one weird courtesan.

You're not the most normal of champs yourself.

Oh~? How so?

Smaller than I'd expected, for one. Like a cute puppy.

Sorry? What? I don't think I heard you.

[twists a metal baton into existence...]

[pshhh not a pick-up, his limbs should be intact]

A chihuahua, or maybe a toy poodle...

[his limbs are safe, yes]

[his stomach (and maybe a little below his stomach) not as much]

[THAT IS, swinging to strike him now, with the metal baton. Not enough to really injure him, but enough to knock the wind out of him]

--!

[dddoubling over and stumbling back; he doesn't (can't) make a sound but his expression is pretty telling that that was less than pleasant...

...for him, at least! for her, it was probably at least two levels of satisfying chillness once she's finished tucking in.]

[yessss miseryyyy]

Oh? Did I interrupt?

[sorry, still working on breathing and making sure all parts are still intact, brb]

. . .

Oh, you're finished! That's good. Wouldn't want to be impolite.

[and, gonna, shove him over, just to insult to injury]

--Oof!

[is gonna lie there and glare unhappily back until he can think of a decent comeback]

Hm... well, while I got you here...

[moves over to him, ANYTHING INTERESTING IN HIS POCKETS?]

No sudden moves, now.

[some fun-colored rocks, some large pieces of lint, possibly a bottle of lube, partially used

also, does trying to wriggle away count as a sudden move? because that is also happening]

H-hey, what're you doing?

HOLD STILL!

[gonna move to loot the rocks~]

[but they are kinda shiny even :<]

Stop--get your hands out of--

[he completely fails to stop her from looting the rocks]

There we go! It's not an arm or a leg, but it's something. [rolls the shiny rocks in her hand!]

...you can keep whatever you pulled from Axum.