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 Hard Out Here, Open!
Panty Anarchy
 Posted: Mar 12 2015, 01:52 PM
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hard out here tag. words. notes. anything else you see fit. ✖︎ Now this was her kinda place. Gambling, drinks, and general sleaze? Yep. Definitely her environment. Panty clicked her tongue with a grin, eyeing up the crowd. Hmmm. Her target tonight should be...suave, handsome...maybe rich. Rich would be good. Rich people always insisted on buying you things before you slept with them. Show off, y'know? Dick measuring and all that. That's why rich people were the best to sleep with when they didn't have creepy-ass fetishes.She was slutty, yes, but she had her limits.But tonight would be a night where she'd get anything she wanted simply for fucking good and looking pretty. Those were her specialties that she took a great amount of pride in, and it was enough to simply stride up to a rich guy and give him a wink with a seductive 'hey, big spender~'. However. The odds of getting someone rich and hot? Those were quite small. It was unlikely she'd find a combination of both, but she wasn't in the mood to stoop to lower levels tonight. She was hungry for cock, yes, but she wasn't desperate. Being a slut and being desperate were two different things entirely. Standards were important things to keep, or every fuck with two eyes and a pair would think that they'd get lucky on that alone, which wasn't the case. Many people thought it was, but no. Not in the slightest.Only homely people had to be desperate, and she wasn't homely. She was hot, bi, and ready to try. And all sorts of variations of that phrase.Blowing a bit of her blonde hair out of her eyes, she got herself a beer and continued scouting out the crowd. Hmmm. Maybe? No. Well, he's kinda--he just picked his nose, not happening tonight. Well, his friend....just scratched his ass. Okay, onto the next group. He's kinda cute. Hmmmm...Hopefully no one would disturb this incredibly important scouting for sex. it's hard out here for a bitch

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 Posted: Mar 28 2015, 02:21 PM
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What a....fascinating...place she had found herself in. Yes, that was a good word to describe her surroundings. Not lavish, excessive, bright, loud, obnoxious, or gods forbid, idiotic, but fascinating. There was no need to pass such harsh judgment upon what could very well be a nice and respectable establishment, though she was certainly willing to lead the jury once it was deemed acceptable.

Tharja wasn't used to being surrounded by such commotion and absurd behavior. People left and right were laughing in drunken bliss as gold coins were tossed up and down. It was as if these people had no more days to live and wished to enjoy their time as foolishly and carelessly as possible. She was all for a good celebration, but perhaps with a glass of wine and her favorite book of ancient hexes. Truthfully, she didn't mind a festival or large gathering, but the noise and lack of any self-control struck a bad chord with her.

Not to mention the eyes. Gods, hadn't any of these pigs seen a woman before? Had she not wanted to draw any more attention to herself, she would've let several curses befall their lustful gazes. Perhaps being forced to see nothing but terrifying dragons would keep their sight to themselves. The best she could give, though, was some icy stares back. Not nearly as effective as monster vision, but she saw enough turn away hurriedly for her to deem it worth while.

"If this place is someone's idea of a joke, I would like to suggest a serious examination of their sense of humor. Gods, how did I even manage to get here?"

The last she could remember, she had been in her study, preparing for another "magnificent Plegian war campaign" into who knows where for some meaningless battle. Nothing to get a girl excited like a pointless feud with other nations. Oh joy.

On second thought, this place might not be as terrible as she first thought. She didn't have to fight for a cause she didn't remotely support, she wasn't being forced to march and, best of all, not an ounce of sand to be seen. Gods, the last time she returned from a campaign, her outfit took a week to be fully cleaned.

If she had the choice, she'd pick the loud, belligerent fools and their unwanted looks over sand any day of the week.
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