Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-26068742-20170806205515/@comment-28929139-20170808032644

Twenty minutes would drag on by as Duke lead them Kideme and Hayato throughout this rainy village. Throughout this whole little trek, Kideme kept her head down and concealed her face within the confines of the red hood.

When they finally seemed to reach their venue, it was flocked by drunks, lush women and stragglers. Kideme paid them no regard other than glancing to see if they were armed and or acting hostile. Thankfully it didn't seem like they were paying them much attention aside from the occasional glance. When Duke looked up and gave them the silent warning to be ready, Kideme nodded and followed him in from behind.

The first thing that crossed her mind coming in here was that the whole place was packed and filled to the brim with bodies and soldiers. The sweet stench of blood, booze and body fluid was pregnant in the air and as she pulled her hood down, Kideme resisted the urge to wrinkle her nose. But as she reached up to unbutton her cloak a bit, she noticed that everyone was staring at them like criminals. Yeah...this wasn't weird at all.

But Kideme was no stranger to being among unwelcoming company, and she walked on through until someone called out "Fresh meat" and before she knew it, she was grabbed and pulled down into someone's lap. She let out a surprised yelp as she squirmed to sit up, giving him the stinkeye as he referred to her a bitch. To this, Kideme sat up straight, letting most of her ass collect against his crotch and she leaned back so that the vanilla-musky scent of her perfume invaded his personal pace. "Sorry big boy, I'm ugh..." She turned and brought her red painted lips close to his so that they were just centimeters away..."...Here for someone else. You couldn't afford me anyway." Pushing against his lap to spring up, Kideme sprang out of his lap, winking at him over his shoulder. "Maybe next time." With that, she turned and made her way for the bar, making a point to look around, establish eye contact with a few of the men, including the man in the back. With appearing as though she was looking around for someone, Kideme looked to the barkeep. "Warm sake, please." Hopefully with this little ploy, someone would take the bait, and they could keep going.