The Assassin's Apprentice (closed for BriefcaseRonin and I)

[Pywakit]

Soshyn tied back her long dark hair in a ponytail as she looked around the room. It was quite a bit nicer than the standard roadside inn guestroom she'd seen before, and had even come complete with a large bathtub behind a folding wooden screen in a private nook off the side. She was already looking forward to trying the bath out after a night spent familiarizing herself with Baron Tidwal's estate grounds. If things worked out well, security at the manor would be light and she'd have a chance to relax before she made her move against the despised baron. The rest of the room looked equally inviting, especially the large canopied bed against the wall opposite the bath, or the large, overstuffed chair by the fireplace. It had cost a fair amount of silver, but what she stood to make once the baron was dead would more than offset the costs. And in any event, this inn was in the perfect location; she could observe the baron's estate from the inn's roof with ease.

As she turned her back on the room to face the window, Soshyn checked her gear. Her seven daggers were in place, along with the metal vials of poison hidden in the pockets in the seam of her darkweave cloak. Her leather armor was the same shade as her hair, well oiled and form-fitting to not only aid in the act of skulking in the shadows, but to also distract guards with her shapely form. She pushed her small pack of supplies under the bed; no need for ropes or garrotes or caltrops or any of her other more specialized gear yet. She tugged on her black silk gloves, pulled the black hood tight over her face so only her radiant green eyes peered through the holes, then opened the window softly. In a few moments, she had bounded up onto the roof, leaving the room empty behind. She settled on the roof's peak, near one of the chimneys, and started her watch. She hoped to have the estate's patrols memorized by the end of the night, and fortunately, the baron's penchant for glamor helped her; his magnificent estate was well lit by hundreds of torches and magical lanterns.

"Easy money," Soshyn said to herself, then settled in for a night of preparation. By this time next week, the baron would be dead and her purse would once again be full.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Elisabeth

Elisabeth sighed as quietly entered the room. Her father, who owned the Inn had asked her to clean the room for their latest guest. She wasn't exactly happy about having to do -more- work that she didn't receive any compensation for, but her father asked it and she had to obey. She was but a simple maiden, though a lovely one at that. Her red hair seemed to glow like the red dawn, and her skin, while pale, was creamy and one could tell by just looking upon it that it was very soft, and her eyes were an emerald green, which sparkled when she was happy, or seemed to grow painfully absent of their vibrance when she was sad.

She began to clean the bed, fluffing the pillows and then fixing the sheets and blanket, until she found it. It was a belt with all manner of strange devices on it, and a dagger. She looked around quickly, no one here, and she then put it on. She looked in the mirror and for a moment was suprised how well it fit her. She took the dagger out and held it like some warrior princess, beginning to thrust and parry with some invisible foe. She only came back to reality after she cut her finger, "Ow! Oh, buttons and barndoors!"

She sucked on the cut, quickly tossing the dagger on the bed along with the belt. She looked around, that shout was rather loud and she hoped father hadn't heard it. If he knew she had been messing with a guest's private things she would be in terrible trouble. But she didn't hear any response, and so she, flush with embarrasement, went back to work.

That is, until the guest came back.

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

Soshyn's head jerked as she heard the sound of a woman's voice drifting up from her window. What the hell? Who was in her room this time of night? Quiet as a shadow, the lithe assassin crept down the rooftop, lowered her long thin legs down over the eaves, and slipped softly through the open window back into her room, one hand at her thigh, ready to whip out a dagger at a moment's notice.

She couldn't help but smile at the sight that greeted her. Nothing more than a maid, sucking at a tiny cut on her fingertip as she arranged several towells by the large ornate bathtub. Her back was to Soshyn, but she recognized her nonetheless by her firey red hair as the tavern wench that had served her mead earlier in the evening. Soshyn had always had a thing for redheads, and this one had looked particularly delicious. She smiled again as she noticed the room key the girl had left on the table by the door.

Still deathly quiet, Soshyn slipped over to the door and retrieved the key. She turned and locked the door, the tiny click still loud and obvious as the lock engaged. Soshyn spun the key rapidly between her fingers as the maid heard the noise and whirled around.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Elisabeth

She was placing down new towels when she heard the click of the lock, her body whirling around to see the guest by the door. Her eyes widened and she looked absolutely mortified. She pulled the finger from her mouth, looking rather frightened, "Please, forgive me, my Lady. I should never have touched your things. I promise, I will leave them be, I swear by my very name!"

She pressed up to the wall, her breathing growing faster and heavier, making her bosom rise and fall with each intake and release of air. "Please, honored guest? I must leave to help my father.. I.. I am deeply sorry for what I did." That cut still bled a bit, and she sucked on the finger, her wild green eyes truelly bright with fear.

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

The woman's fear and desperate attempt to explain herself was actually rather charming, thought Soshyn, especially the way her chest was heaving. Soshyn smiled again, but since the black hood over her face hid everything but her eyes, the woman across the room could have no idea of this. She would have only Soshyn's eyes to gauge, and for now, Soshyn took pains to keep them cold and emotionless. She allowed her gaze to drift down from the woman's eyes, lingering a moment on her chest, and then glancing down at the bright dot of blood on her fingertip. She then glanced over to the bed, on which lay one of her extra belts and a dagger.

"So you've found one of the dangers of playing with a guest's belongings, I see," Soshyn said, her voice soft and almost soothing in its cadence. "Tell me, girl. What else have you seen in my room that you might be tempted to play with? Or were you simply cleaning my gear for me?" As she spoke, she crossed over to the open window, closed it, and then pulled shut the thick curtains, plunging the room into darkness save for the single lantern that burned on the wall.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Elisabeth

She shook her head quickly, "I was just here to clean the room, my Lady, my father asked it. He did not want to be angering you with a lack of proper services." She slipped that finger out of her mouth, trying to sneak towards the door. When the woman turned back around she froze up, staring at her. Her eyes couldn't help but take in the woman as they adjusted to the darkening of the room. She was amazingly fit and that outfit she wore clung tight to her body. She almost looked like some sort of rogue, was she? She had come back into the room with so little as a sound, and she hid her face except for those deep eyes.

She looked down, not sure how to react now, though she was almost certain that if she survived whatever this woman did to her she would receive a severe punishment from her father. She hated cleaning the stables, and now she'd have to do it for months. "What.. what are you going to do to me, my Lady? Please, don't hurt me? It was just a dagger is all.. I didn't mean any harm."

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

"Yes... what am I going to do with you indeed? That is the question before us," Soshyn replied, still twirling the room key over her fingers. She paced casually back over to the door, then turned to face the maid again as she caught the key between her thumb and forefinger.

"Do you know who I am, girl? How much of my gear have you seen? I know you've been playing with my belt and my dagger. Did you try them on? Were you curious to see how they looked on your body?"

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Elisabeth

"Yes! I did, I am sorry.." She turned away a bit, feeling the woman grow close. She felt the soft breath run across her face, looking through half-closed eyes at her, "Are you a rogue, my Lady? A cutthroat?" She was shaking, afraid of what might happen. She had heard stories of what happened to young ladies caught by thieves, especially when they were caught playing with their things. But she had never seen a female one, would she violate her like the others and then slay her?

"Please.. I.. I know I deserve whatever punishment you bestow upon me, my Lady. I handled your valuables which I should have never done.. just please, don't kill me? Take whatever you want from me, I don't wish to die.. I have some.. some jewelry.." That jewelry was handed down to her by her mother before she passed away, was it really worth her life to let this rogue handle the family's most valuable possesions? No! She shook her head, she wouldn't let her throat be slit and her mother's necklace stolen, not without a fight!

She grit her teeth and gave the woman baring down on her a quick knee to the stomach and a butt to the head. She ran for the window, climbing out quickly. Her heart was pounding as she saw the woman getting back up, her head was overwhelmed with pain as she stood on the ledge and she slipped. She was about to scream until she felt a gloved hand gripping her by her wrist, looking up to see a rogue, thief, and possible murderer become her savior.

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

Soshyn grimaced behind her facemask as she grabbed onto the maid's wrist. She was relatively light, with a slight frame and all, but Soshyn had trained for quickness and agility. Her stomach stung from the sudden jab the woman had given her and her vision was slightly blurred from the head butt, and for a moment, Soshyn considered dropping her the three stories down to the hard cobblestones below. She wasn't sure at that time what made her do the opposite, and haul her back into the window.

The woman back inside, Soshyn flung her against the side of the bed. The woman's body connected solidly with the frame and she crumpled to her knees with a soft squeel. Soshyn rose to her feet, closing the shutters to the window again and locking them this time as she regarded the woman who glared at her with a mixture of fear and defiance.

Soshyn was intriged. The woman's attacks had been swift and powerful. She prided herself on her ability to dodge and avoid blows, but this mere maid had hit her not once, but twice! Amazing! Soshyn leaned against the windowsill as she watched the woman catch her breath. As she did, she withdrew one of her daggers from a sheath on her thigh, spinning the deadly knife in her fingers with the same dangerous ease she'd used to spin the key a few moments before. The dagger was balanced for throwing, and if the woman tried anything foolish, Soshyn was prepared to use it.

"So, got that all worked out of your system, girl? I'll have you know that you're the first person to try that kind of shit with me and not get one of these beauties in the heart or the eye." She cocked her head, waiting for a response, but when nothing but a glare came back, she whistled softly.

"My, my. You do have a fire burning in you, girl! You sure you're just a maid? Because I've seen that same fire in the eyes of who knows how many assassins." She waited another moment, then asked, "What's your name, girl?"

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Elisabeth

She looked shocked but still glared, "I'm no assassin! My name's Elisabeth, I'm just a serving maid." There was a bit of a confidence boost in it, that she had showed this rogue up. 'Pride goeth before the fall', her father had told her. Still, she wasn't sure how to get out of this, she couldn't run for it, and she couldn't attack her. She sighed, moving and sitting down on the bed, looking at her.

"What do you plan to do to me now? Are you going to kill me? If so, you might as well do it now, you'll get no more fear from me." Those eyes told she was telling the truth, she wasn't sure she would get out of this room alive, so why bother being scared? She was steeled against this woman, ready to face whatever she brought, but not without a fight, of course.

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

Soshyn's eyebrow arched in mock surprise. She paused for a moment, then slid her dagger back in its sheath and pulled the wooden chair out from its place by the desk. Turning it so the back faced Elisabeth, she sat backwards in it, her legs straddling the backrest and her arms folded neatly on its top.

"Just a serving maid, huh? Well... let me start by saying if that's all you wanted to be, with your raw talent and guts, Elisabeth, there's a lot of potential marks out there who can breathe a sigh of relief and sleep soundly for the rest of their lives." Soshyn looked at her for a moment longer, then slowly, deliberately, reached up and pulled her face mask off and threw it casually over onto the desk.

The assassin sighed in relief, then undid the clasp of her cloak and removed that as well, draping it over the wooden screen that gave the bathtub a bit of privacy. Her lithe figure was now backlit by the single lantern in the room that burned over the window. Her long dark ponytail hanging down to a point just above her shoulder blades, she turned her neck to the right and then the left, causing the bones within to crack and snap alarmingly. This always caused the tension to abate a bit, but sometimes, like tonight, it did little to nothing to bring relief. She turned her gaze back at the maid.

"Well, Elisabeth, you can breathe. I'm not going to kill you. That's about all I know for sure. I've never had a maid look through my things before though. How can I be sure that if I let you go you won't go right to your father and tell him that he's got assassins in his inn?" A thought occured to her. "Of course, if you did that, I could just as easilly point out to him how you had found my gear. How you had tried it on for size. How you had cut yourself with my dagger. What kind of proper maid would try on a guest's gear, Elisabeth?" Soshyn cocked her head again. "Would you like to try that belt on again? I bet you would. Go ahead, Elisabeth. Try it on for size. See how it looks on you."

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Elisabeth

She watched the woman warily as she moved around to the other side of the bed where the belt was. She put it on slowly, looking down at in and then the lovely woman infront of her. The belt fit rather well, infact, it almost seemed to be made for her. "Well? What do you plan to do? Keep me up here forever?" She took the belt off after a moment and tossed it back on the bed, sighing heavily as she waited here.So, she couldn't leave but this woman wouldn't kill her. Well, that was two exit options gone.

She realized it was getting late and that she still hadn't taken a bath, if she was going to be stuck up here she might as well try and relax. "I'm going to take a bath, if you don't mind that is." It was with an obvious sarcastic tone as she went to the tub, moving behind the screen as she began to slip out of her dress, the shadow created hinted at a lovely young body, filled out well and curved in all the right places. She began to run the water with a sigh.

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

Soshyn watched as Elisabeth defiantly stood and crossed to the tub. She waited until she heard the sound of the water beginning to fill the tub. At this point, Soshyn reached out and hooked the edge of the folding screen with her foot, then pulled. The screen folded quickly and neatly against the wall, revealing the partially undressed maid behind it as she tested the water with a fingertip. She jerked up in suprise, holding the front of her dress shut with one hand as anger flashed in her eyes.

"Don't think I'm gonna let you out of my sight that easilly, Elisabeth. You might use the cover of that screen for all sorts of trouble. Best we keep things all out in the open, don't you think?" Soshyn cocked her head again, and when Elisabeth didn't reply... just stood there angrilly, the assassin sighed.

Soshyn leaned back against the windowsill, propping her left foot up against the rim of the tub.

"And no, I don't plan to keep you up here forever. One of us will have to go out for food eventually." More silence. "That was a joke, dear Elisabeth. My, my. They don't teach you humor or comedy in maid school?"

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Elisabeth

"No. But I suppose that teach it at assassin school?" She tried to cover herself, angry and embarrased before deciding to sod it, dropping the dress and continuing to slip out of those clothes. It didn't really matter, she was tired and wanted to relax after a hard day's work and then the current events. When the tub had a decent amount of water in it, she slipped in with a sigh of contentment.

She rested back against the edge of that tub and just let the warm water relax her. "Why are you here? Are you supposed to kill someone in the city?" She shrugged to herself, "Only Nobles and the rich get killed, it'd probably be Baron Tidwal." She sat up and began to scrub herself, her lovely globes of flesh lightly bouncing as she ran suds across her body, her eyes glancing up to notice Soshyn's devouring the feast with a hungry gaze. Her cheeks burned and she turned so that the assassin couldn't look at her.

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

Soshyn let Elisabeth talk, content herself to watch the beautiful young woman strip in front of her. She didn't get nearly as long a look at her body as she'd hoped before she slid into the water, unfortunately. As she began to sud up, Soshyn moaned softly in approval. That might have been what made Elisabeth glance up, or perhaps not. In any case, once she saw how Soshyn was watching her, she turned her back on the assassin.

Soshyn sighed in dissapointment. "My, my, Elisabeth. You certainly are brave indeed to turn your back on a known scoundrel and killer like me. And as a matter of fact, I am indeed in town to kill someone. Baron Tidwal has it coming though, and the price was certainly right for the job. Of course... now that I've confessed my plans to bump him off, you realize that by not reporting me to the authorities you're committing treason, right? Don't they hang people for that around these parts?" Soshyn smiled to herself, hoping her words would rile up the maid enough to turn around again.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Elisabeth

Elisabeth turned and glared, her delicious body coming back into that view. "Baron Tidwal is a terrible man, but what makes you think I won't tell the people of your plans?" Those eyes again, they lit up once she turned and enjoyed every moment of seeing her naked, sudsy, body. Her cheeks turned red and she turned a bit. Not all the way though, just a bit to the side, "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" It wasn't in an angry tone, more in a soft, innocent and curious tone.

She was almost certain she already knew why, and felt naked, embarrased, and yet excited. No one had ever looked at her like that, that look of hunger and lust was so different.

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

Soshyn sighed. "Well... for one thing, I'm a pretty good judge of character. My line of work pretty much demands it, really. If you can't tell what someone's thinking, you're done. I'm talking mostly about the types that'll hire an assassin, of course. You have to be able to know which ones you can trust to pay you when you're done and aren't trying to set you up. And in any event, you don't strike me as the type who'll run out and tell people there's an assassin in town." Soshyn stood up, then walked over to the bed, closer to Elisabeth and the tub. As she sat down on the corner of the bed, she noticed how the maid had arranged the suds on her body in an attempt to maintain her modesty, but the end effect was actually quite a bit sexier than if she'd just been wet and naked.

"Do you like working here, Elisabeth? Don't you ever wonder what it's like in other cities? Have you ever seen the ocean or sailed on a ship? Climbed a mountain? Hunted or been hunted through a primeval forest? Been in love? Been loved? There's a lot to the world beyond being a maid, and I'm guessing you're aware of that even if you haven't experienced much beyond this city's walls, correct?"

She continued to look at the maid, not disguising her lust in the least.

"And as for how I'm oggling you... well, you work in an inn and a tavern. You can't tell me that no one's looked at you like this before, being as beautiful as you are..."

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Elisabeth

She shook her head, watching and slowly turning towards the assassin as she spoke, allowing her to get a better view of her amazing form. "No... I've never seen those things.. though.. though I wish I could. I am sure it is all wonderful.." She was lost in her thoughts for a moment as she thought of seeing the ocean, of climbing mountains and seeing huge cities.

She then looked back at Soshyn, slowly slipping out of the tub and moving to her, "You.. you think I'm beautiful?" She blushed heavily, taking another step closer, "Would you.. take me.. with you? I.. want to see all those things.."

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

Soshyn couldn't help herself. She giggled, and quickly raised her fingers to her lips in delight as Elisabeth stepped out of the tub. Her eyes flickered down her body, taking in the trails of the suds as they slid down her frame, obscuring everything that Soshyn wanted to see but not enough that she couldn't use her imagination.

"Yes, Elisabeth. I do think you're beautiful. And I had a feeling you were dissatisfied with your life here... and I would very much like to show you all those things... and more..." the assassin trailed off, then stood suddenly.

"But for now... you're getting water and suds all over the floor! Get back in that tub!" she said playfully as she stood up as well.

"In fact... if you like, I can wash the rest of you. Your hair... your back... and any other places you might not be able to reach..."

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

She lit up and smiled, nodding, "Oh, thank you! I wish to see those things so very much!"

Then she jumped and went back to the tub, "Yes.. please help me?"

She blushed, turning abit and moving so that another could enter the tub with her, she closed her eyes, waiting quietly for the assassin Soshyn to bath with her.

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

Soshyn's eyes widened as she noticed how Elisabeth had made room for a second person in the tub; she had assumed that the maid would want to be bathed in a less... familiar way. A trill of excitment bloomed in Soshyn's stomach.

"Awww... that's sweet of you, but there's certainly no need for you to close your eyes, Elisabeth," she said as she stood next to the tub. She could feel the warmth of the water rising up, smell the floral scent of the suds.

Soshyn reached up and began the complex process of peeling off her leather armor. The suit was skin-tight, kept that way via a complex network of laces, buckles, and straps. As each one came loose, the armor sagged a bit more. First came her sleeves, each separate units that she tossed down to the ground at the foot of the bed. Her silk gloves followed, revealing fingernails cut short and polished. Her knee-high soft leather boots followed, along with her black silk socks. Her toenails were polished the same dark color as her fingernails, not quite black but close enough. Her belt joined the growing pile at the foot of the bed, along with the seven daggers she kept strapped to her body; her wrists, her legs, her belt, her left boot, and the small of her back between her sholderblades.

Finally, she began to undo the straps and fasteners on her leather breastplate. It took an agonizing minute, but soon it too joined the rest of the armor on the floor. Soshyn sighed, glad to be out of the restrictive suit; she was fit and in shape, but even so the armor was a little tight. Wearing only a tight, black, silk, half-shirt now, Soshyn sat down on the chair again next to the tub and began unlacing her leggings. Another agonizing minute passed.

"Hope that water's still warm... I'm almost there!"

She stood and shimmied, and the leggings fell away, revealing long pale legs and a sheer set of bright red silk panties. Soshyn giggled again. "Black's best for night work, but I gotta admit that red's my favorite color." As she turned to kick the leggings into the pile, she revealed the intricate tattoo of coiling black thorn vines and red roses that graced the small of her back, just above her ass.

Soshyn turned back to face the tub and reached behind her head and undid the leather thong around her ponytail, tossing the strip onto the pile and shaking her head to loosen her shoulder-length black hair. Next, she took the lower hem of her shirt in her hands and pulled it up over her head, sighing in relief as her breasts were freed. Her second tattoo came into view; a small image of a raven inscribed on the lower inside swell of her left breast, the mark of her guild (hidden in a place few would ever see). Finally, she hooked her fingers under the sides of her panties and stooped, sliding them down over her legs. When she stood, the neatly trimmed thatch of black pubic hair above her sex greeted Elisabeth.

Soshyn sighed again, then licked her lips before she stepped up and slid into the tub behind Elisabeth.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Elisabeth

Elisabeth watched the lovely Soshyn. Watching her as she began to remove her armor, watching her undo every strap, belt, plate with growing excitement and anticipation. She licked her lips as she saw more of that skin but she didn't know why. She was at once enjoying and fearing these alien lusts but her path was clear when she saw Soshyn sit in the tub.

With a slosh of water she sat back, between Sosyhn's legs against her back, feeling her soft breasts pressing against her. Her own grew hard and she felt so hot, wanting to be released from this wonderful torture. Her eyes widened as she felt those arms across her body, and she turned to press her lips to the assassin's. She let out a moan, her body moving against those delicate and skilled hands.

Never had she felt such wonderful pleasure as this thief, this rogue, she had hated, but now worshipped, bathed her. She let out such sinful moans as she, a simple maid, reveled in the most debauched of lusts. Her lovely breasts raising as she arched her back, loving those fingers as they worked the little nubs, "Oh... oh my.. ohhh my.." Her voice was sweet and dilectably innocent, a certain erotic tinge to it that made it all the better.

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

Soshyn had intended to use the sponge to begin cleaning Elisabeth's back, to work her way up to the more delicious parts of her anatomy. But an instant after she slid into the tub, Elisabeth had leaned back into her with a sigh, pressing her shoulders firmly against her breasts. Soshyn gathered her wits quickly enough, sliding her legs up along the sides of the tub to cradle Elisabeth with them, holding her in her lap, moulding their bodies together. Soshyn reached around and cupped Elisabeth's breasts in her hands, pinching her nipples softly as her fingers slid over the slippery surface. Eventually, she reached down between Elisabeth's legs, but stopped just short of what the waters hid between them. Instead, she retrieved the soft sponge from the waters and brought it up to soap up Elisabeth's breasts, rubbing them softly and slowly with the sponge. Elisabeth turned her head and before Soshyn knew it, they were in a deep, pasionate kiss.

Elisabeth broke the kiss to moan, her voice soft and lilting. Soshyn shifted her weight, feeling their bodies slip over each other as she leaned in next to the maid's ear to whisper.

"Isn't it amazing what a nice hot bath can do to change your perceptions, your emotions? Unbelievable, I might say..." She slid her hand lower, intending fully this time to mine the rich vein between Elisabeth's legs...

... and froze as she heard a knock at the door.

"Lis'beth?" came a gruff voice from the other side. "You in there, girl?"

The two women froze for an instant, and then Soshyn sprang into action. She clambered out of the tub and whipped her cloak up from the nearby chair, wrapping it around her like a robe. As she turned back to face Elisabeth in the tub, she whispered back, "I assume that's your father?" Elisabeth's short nod was all the answer she needed.

"Wonderful. Stay there, and don't make a sound. I'll take care of this." She saw Elisabeth's face turn white, and Soshyn had to choke back a giggle. "Don't worry... not like that. I promise I won't hurt him."

Soshyn stood again, pulled the screen back in place to hide the bathtub (and its beautifully wet inhabitant) from the rest of the room, and quickly strode over to the door just as the maid's father hammered on the door again.

Soshyn unlocked the door and opened it a crack, wedging her foot against it to keep the bearded man beyond from barging in. He stopped short when he noticed, just in time, that the woman who had answered the door was not his daughter.

"OH! I... oh! Pardon me, ma'am. I was just..."

"Looking for someone else?" Soshyn's reply was cold and a little dangerous.

The man backed up a step and looked down at his feet, his eyes lingering for a moment on Soshyn's cleavage and then again on her lower legs; the cloak covered most of her but not nearly all of her.

"Ummm... yes. You see... my daughter. I sent her up here to clean your room nearly a half hour ago, and..."

"Well, she's certainly not in here now. I'm trying to enjoy a bath, in any event. So if you don't mind..." She tried to close the door, but Elisabeth's father didn't budge. Soshyn saw a familiar look in his eye... a hard look. He may be playing the part of the embarassed innkeeper, but Soshyn knew he wasn't about to give up so easilly. He was trying to peer over her shoulder now, looking around the room.

Soshyn threw open her door, letting her cloak slip a bit in the process a calculated inch. "Well she's not in here. Like I said. You can search the place if you like, but need I remind you that I already gave you a generous tip to ensure my privacy. It'd be a shame if I were forced to collect that tip back from you." Her tone gave the man pause, and his eyes lingered on hers for a moment, calculating, appraising.

"If your daughter was that delightful-looking creature with the red hair, I think I saw her heading down the street about five minutes ago as I closed my windows in preparation for my bath. Which you are still interrupting."

The man paused for a moment more, then nodded. "My apologies, Ma'am." He turned and left, and Soshyn closed and locked the door. Her heart was racing from the excitement of nearly being caught with the man's daughter. She smiled to herself, then turned to see if Elisabeth was all right.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Elisabeth

She peered close to the screen, listening to the conversation with a bit of fear and excitement, a part of her almost hoping she would be caught making love to the assassin. When she heard her father leave she slowly came out and moved to Soshyn, slipping into her arms and then underneath that cloak, using it to dry herself off. "That! That was exhilirating! My heart's pounding!" She pressed her lips to the beautiful rogue's once more, her body tingling like a bolt of electricity ran through her, but she calmed herself and stepped back.

"I.. better go down stairs. My father is probably already mad, but.. maybe we could meet again tommorow night? I.. want to be with you, we could leave this place!" She stifled her heart from racing again and took a step back before she began putting her clothes back on.

She then kissed the lovely and mysterious Soshyn again before slipping out the door and heading down the stairs. She was quiet about it, not letting her father hear her. He seemed to be busy with something, which made it easier to get to the front door, open and then close it quickly. "Hello, Father." She looked embarrased and suprised to see him up and awake.

 

[Pywakit]

Soshyn

As Elisabeth embraced her, Soshyn's heart began to race again as well. She found herself aching to be with her, to feel her body convulse with passion under her, to taste every secret part of her. She almost asked her to stay, but thought better of it. Instead, she watched quietly as Elisabeth quickly dressed.

"Yes. We should meet later tonight, Elisabeth. I'll finish my business here in town, and then we'll leave this place. I'll take you to the ocean, to the city, wherever you want to go. I've a fair amount of money owed me by many people, Elisabeth. We could make a new life together anywhere you wish." That last part was a slight lie, but Soshyn was used to lies and she was sure Elisabeth didn't notice. Hoped she didn't, at least. In fact, Soshyn was almost broke. Until recently, her guild had been her home, but when their cover was blown and a government raid ended in the capture of nearly all of her fellow assassins and her savings were siezed by the king, she'd been forced to hop from town to town, scraping money together as she could. This recen job was the first well-paying one she'd had in months; it was really difficult to get good-paying jobs as a single freelance assassin. But as two? A pair of assassins could command quite a bit more money...

"Meet me at the edge of town by the old cemetery at precisely midnight. Bring the fastest horse you can beg, borrow, or steal. I'll meet you there, but we'll need to leave town quickly." She left unsaid the need for their haste, and watched Elisabeth leave the room. Leaving town tongiht left Soshyn only two hours to finish her job. It was a risk, but suddenly she found herself wanting very much to be done with this place. Butteflies rising in her stomach, she began to quickly dress in her armor and ready herself for killing.