Sundays were always a tad slow at the brothel, but never entirely empty. When didn't men love their women? Besides, once the repenting was over they'd all be back the next day anyway. For now, though, the girls were simply entertaining. And without a Cross to distract her Anita was among the customers as well when one of her girls came to whisper something in her ear.
Anita quietly begged the pardon of her customers, but there were plenty of girls to fill her absence as she left to see who could possibly be asking after her like that.
A smile spread on her lips as she saw Tyki standing there, certainly the last person she had expected to see. "Hello there, Tyki. I can't say I was expecting such a pleasant surprise today, but it certainly makes it nicer."
Tyki hadn't been sure he'd even find her here. Certainly she could be anywhere, from the middle of the ocean, to some other world. But he was pleased to see her and to know that his trip hadn't been wasted.
Not that any trip to a Paris brothel could ever be considered wasted in Tyki's mind.
He bowed and took her hand, kissing it gently. "I'm so pleased to have given you happiness today, my sweet Anita. I was in the area, and I thought I would call. I apologize for not sending word ahead."
Anita nearly laughed as she heard some of the girls whispering a little behind her back about Miss Anita's gentleman caller that greeted her so formally. But that was the life of a brothel owner after all. Anita was just a glad to actually get to meet Tyki for once.
"Please, Tyki, don't apologize! I am always happy to have you." Especially without Cross getting upset but that was neither here nor there.
Tyki beamed with pleasure. He had pale skin - though swarthy as was normal for Portuguese men - and no sign of stigmata. His eyes were blue, rather than gold. No sign of the dangerous creature that lurked inside his skin.
"And would you be at liberty to leave your girls for a few hours?" he purred, her fingers still held in his hand. "I have tickets to the opera, if that pleases you."
Not that she much minded the contact. Such things were something she was used to from long ago.
She faked a small gasp of pleasure and beamed back at Tyki at that. "I think you mean to spoil me!" She laughed softly. "But yes, I am able to leave for a night. The girls will be just fine without me for a moment."
"Now, now," She scolded Tyki as she took his arm now. But she didn't need to say more, or particularly want to. Ever since coming here Anita's part in the war hadn't been restored. So for tonight she could easily ignore the lines for a night with a friend.
He chuckled and leaned in close, bestowing a friendly peck on the cheek that sent the girls to tittering, then he gave the room a wave and led Anita out into the street.
"We'd better hurry if we want to make curtain," he purred. "I am pretty sure we'll find a box open."
Anita quietly begged the pardon of her customers, but there were plenty of girls to fill her absence as she left to see who could possibly be asking after her like that.
A smile spread on her lips as she saw Tyki standing there, certainly the last person she had expected to see. "Hello there, Tyki. I can't say I was expecting such a pleasant surprise today, but it certainly makes it nicer."
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Not that any trip to a Paris brothel could ever be considered wasted in Tyki's mind.
He bowed and took her hand, kissing it gently. "I'm so pleased to have given you happiness today, my sweet Anita. I was in the area, and I thought I would call. I apologize for not sending word ahead."
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"Please, Tyki, don't apologize! I am always happy to have you." Especially without Cross getting upset but that was neither here nor there.
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"And would you be at liberty to leave your girls for a few hours?" he purred, her fingers still held in his hand. "I have tickets to the opera, if that pleases you."
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She faked a small gasp of pleasure and beamed back at Tyki at that. "I think you mean to spoil me!" She laughed softly. "But yes, I am able to leave for a night. The girls will be just fine without me for a moment."
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He drew back, letting go of her hand, then offered his arm to her. "Shall we?"
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"We'd better hurry if we want to make curtain," he purred. "I am pretty sure we'll find a box open."
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