[At Lux, Delilah is just ending her shift by escorting one of the drunker and rowdier customers to the door.  She seems bored as she drags the man by his elbow, not caring about the struggles he's making or the way he's trying to get a hand on her ass.  He's obviously very drunk if he can't see the way her teeth glint in the light of the bar, or ( Read more... )

Puck.  Why you not bring me gifts?  No figs, no jewels, no shiny things.  And no sex.

I leave my good home to come be harem girl, and you not even come to taste my perfumed skin.  Not even biggest dowry is worth this.  What good big dowry if you not even giving it to me once in a while?  Think should have become part of Sultan's harem instead.  ( Read more... )

Had breakfast in bed.  City is so prompt with delivery.

You, I will eat later.  Ophelia says taste good.

[ooc:  Pigeon because it's New York, and because beaver just doesn't sound right.  >.>  Yes, she ate it.]

[A couple yips and then a long, mournful howl]

[low growl]

Hrrrrmph.

Annoying.

[ooc:  Delilah spent most of the day licking her own belly to heal the scars that opened up there.  She's uninjured now, but extremely hungry and a little pissed off.]

Goodness gracious!  I've never realized how many unsavoury characters there are in this city.  Why, I just saw someone shoot another person!  In the head.  I barely escaped with my life.  Back home these kinds of things never happened.  People were decent and wonderful and never violent.

There must be a way out of this horrid place.  I won't stay ( Read more... )

[slightly tinny recording of music playing, then a husky, throaty voice sings along with Billie Holiday's "Under a Blue Jungle Moon" until the second verse when the voice slides into a long, low wolf howl]

Hmm, not know human songs before.  Why now?