by annabelle » Wed May 16, 2018 7:36 pm
William shrugs his shoulders “Both I guess…it depends on your viewpoint…”
He gives her a flirtatious side grin as a response to her response and then giggles with the mind’s pitiful attempt to imitate male responses.
The rest of the explanation gets delivered in a whisper for auspex ears.
“So, they told me the Silver Timble is not going well financially and for that reason you decided months ago to expand your business endeavours to new…erm…horizons. I’ve heard you just started an... escort business but not with typical prostitutes…the house consists of young girls who are not noble but with a little bit of scrub can imitate their looks at least. Yours are…how to say…proper mistress material, high class escorts with training in all areas, ready to please rich men of all tastes. Also….”
What was her name hmmm Nora? Narcora? Oh well…
“….Lady Black, your childe, gives them a basic training of how to behave like a noble lady or something. They said she is working full time on training the peasants. Yeah, sure, like Dorian would have allowed that. Ah, but Dorian is just a Nosferatu Neonate so I suppose you could have made her do whatever you wanted, anyway, doesn’t matter.
Unfortunately, I cannot reveal the one who told me because are of a higher status (in the Camarilla at least) than myself and I don’t want to get in trouble, but I suppose because I am a deputy Harpy they went into detail about this place of yours…Like I wanted to hear all these bullocks.”
She chuckles and seems to be trying to recall the whole story “They said that the final test to pass and join the…brothel…is to…sleep with you, if you don’t find them good enough you just throw them back in the streets. Literally, from the back door. I was intrigued to be honest, I wanted to ask you to give me their training materials for a boon, but then things happened and realised even your training wouldn’t be efficient in my case. Anyway.” Then she laughs some more, and she makes a considerable effort to continue the story without laughing “It gets worse...they said Miss Mayweather is really upset because you seem to target her rich clients and she considers of burning all your businesses down to the ground.” She sighs dramatically and with annoyance “I feel offended of being given that gossip, do they think I am a fool? That story doesn’t make sense! Firstly, with your creations I can't imagine how your business will have any issue really. Secondly, never heard of a high class brothel. Good idea though, won't lie.” He bites his lip and wipes a tear from the effort of supressing his laughter while waiving his hand dismissively.
“Thirdly, if indeed Miss Mayweather wants to burn your business, is she such fool to reveal it? I highly doubt so, I am pretty sure if she wanted to burn down your business she would have done it already instead of talking about it. She is a Tremere afterall. I don't know this gossip has too many holes."