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       Finishing touches
       By: Nyah691 Date: February 1, 2020, 9:57 am
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       4.24.2019
       (04/24/19 11:19 am)
       dagger [Nyah’s]
       Restricted
       Dagger's Rules
       Hulneth, PoD
       -- Is walking down one of the many streets adjacent to the
       Market --
       says to ALL: I ambled along the busy streets; my gait not
       hurried but always with purpose. Mistress Grainne had sent a
       runner to my Mistress’s home here, word that the item was ready
       and since payment had already been taken, all that was needed
       was for it to be picked up. This was where I came in, of course,
       since it was my item. One of Mistress Nyah’s guards followed me,
       a young lad, but broad and stocky and possibly mistaken for a
       boulder on some occasion. I was not permitted to carry it back
       alone, in the event of ne’re do-wells, who might steal the
       package to barter for coin later. This might not be Port Kar,
       but there was crime everywhere.
       We were close to Grainne’s shop. I knew this because I heard the
       screech of a slave as they high-tailed it out of there, and saw
       the flash of her red head as she came after him with a broom.
       “And ye best not be forgetting about that again, boy!” her
       cheeks were about as red as her head and she huffed, smoothing
       her hair that was pinned back carefully in a green, mesh, caul,
       that held the bundle all together. She saw me and waved me in.
       “Do not dawdle, girl. I simply don’t have time.” I got to
       hurrying and the guard looked annoyed that he had to catch up.
       (04/24/19 11:29 am)
       dagger [Nyah’s]
       Restricted
       Dagger's Rules
       Hulneth, PoD
       -- Is walking down one of the many streets adjacent to the
       Market --
       says to ALL: I was just catching up when the woman was going
       inside and about ready to shut the door in my face when my hand
       went out to stop it from slamming straight unto my nose. I was
       catching my breath to form words while my knees hit the ground
       in simultaneous fashion, as she turned around in a whirl of
       green brocade.
       “Tal, Mistress. I am here to pick up the package as you
       requested. Thank you so much.” She looked at me and turned her
       nose up, scoffing a bit and shrugging her shoulders.
       “Why would I turn the work down, girl? Or the coin, for that
       matter?” She gave me a look that said the question was
       rhetorical and moved from where she stood, to behind the counter
       where she produced the package that was wrapped neatly with
       brown rence and tied securely with string and knotted. “Here you
       are, slave girl. Please be sure to tell me when the dance is and
       where your Mistress will hold it. I am looking forward to the
       advertisement of my work.” I smiled, because that was just like
       her and I bowled my head deeply, receiving the package and
       holding it, tucked beneath my arm.
       “I will Mistress. Or more truthfully, my Mistress will be sure
       to let you know. I wish you well, and thank you again.” She
       turned away and I stretched to my feet and found the door,
       giving a nod to the guard as I made my way back.
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