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And a Debt was paid
Topic Started: Sep 11 2012, 06:37 PM (173 Views)
jetta


(17:11:13 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
: Enters the room...

(17:16:26 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-Inside one of the many fully stocked Supply Wagons- ALL: *Emerging from the wagon, the flap exposing not only the sun to Me, but me to the world, I was a Man of My word and I had a debt to pay, no matter the cost. In My left hand I carried a box, well more of a tray with deep sides, a handle in the center, it allowed the transport of many tools with easy access. My right hand a bucket, containing grease, and besides My quiva belt that was all I carried, even as far as clothing went. Descending the steps I wasnt sure if I should laugh heartily or be worried I may prove some stories untrue*

(17:21:31 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-Inside one of the many fully stocked Supply Wagons- ALL: *now at the path, the steps behind Me I felt the wamr breeze blow across exposed flesh, the warmth of the bright sun, and in that moment My face took on what anyone would have known as that proverbial "not too bad" expression. Moving to the wheel closest I lean down and inspect the hub, the axle also, making sure it is well greased. I had no desire to crawl under the wagon, given an urt, or Creator only knows what may decide dangly bits seem like a good evening meal. Done with this, I proceed to move onto the next wheel until each in turn is done. As I bend down at the next wheel the calls, jeers, and shrieks begin, and I can only smile now, this was quite refreshing*

(17:31:43 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-At or Within the Smoke/Curing Wagon, Barrels of salt abound- ALL: *Having made short work of the supply wagon I head off for the next wagon. I looked down and thought it may do well to be like this more often, I had developed areas much whiter than other more exposed places. My next destination now upon Me I begin the routine all over again, starting at the first wheel. Grinning slightly as the breeze gently moves and tickles sensitive places I now see why girls dont wear much clothing*

(17:35:56 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-At or Within the Smoke/Curing Wagon, Barrels of salt abound- ALL: *Working about the wagon, testing all areas in need of inspection and various parts needing grease, hands in and out of buckets and box alike, forgetting to break old habits, hands are wiped on what would have been old clothing, but now greasing skin. Finally done with this wagon I move on down the path, quite a sight I am sure, a lumbering Tuchuk, carrying tools and a bucket of grease, swinging slightly as shoulders move, other parts swinging in time*

(17:40:19 )

jetta{H}
first girl
Nomads, SLC
-On one of the many worn paths in Camp, taking You to Your destination- =Revenant of the Plains=: -the dark eyes sparkled in pure wicked amusement as lips curved in a demon's own smile... she crept along as silently as a bangled girl could, but the slight chiming was drowned out by the occasional shout or laughter from a Warrior, a mock gasp of outrage from a free woman and purrs and hot looks from various slaves...

(17:45:00 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-Working in or near the Leather Workers wagon- ALL: *Arriving at the next stop, I am suddenly met with a rather unhappy face, apparently the Leatherworker was not amsued by such things. In protest I in turn become animated, stating the need to pay off a debt. The sight must be something of amusement, given My free natured state, and the red face and hard to decipher yells of the Man. Finally, much to My own annoyance I agree to allow the Man to see to His own wagon, growing weary of trying to understand what He is yelling while trying to not laugh at the very red complexion of His face. So, on to the next I thought, no matter, there was still much warmth to the air*

(17:52:48 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-Inside the bountiful Paga Wagon, barrels and casks of drink plentiful- ALL: *And this next stop would prove to be the real challenge, as soon as I am in sight, the various Men about begin taunting, various jokes ranging from going blind, to how cold the weather must be, even some calls and offers of a less than tempting nature. As I could only do in My condition, I greeted such by grabbing a handful of exposed flesh and yelling various taunts back, which is greeted with much laughter. With the jovial part now over with I set about this wagon, in a mixture of laughter and cursing*

(17:56:47 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-Inside the bountiful Paga Wagon, barrels and casks of drink plentiful- jetta{H}first girlNomads: (greetings girl, not one to miss a show huh?)

(17:57:03 )

jetta{H}
first girl
Nomads, SLC
-On one of the many worn paths in Camp, taking You to Your destination- =Revenant of the Plains=: -she was following along with what had become a rather large crowd, which was added to as they neared the paga wagon... she had to laugh, looking about. Was there anyone left patrolling the outskirts of camp, anyone watching the herds? It seemed the entire of camp was trailing along now, watching -

(17:57:41 )

jetta{H}
first girl
Nomads, SLC
-On one of the many worn paths in Camp, taking You to Your destination- =Revenant of the Plains=: (( grins wickedly and blows a kiss - not for all the gold in Turia, Master ))

(18:01:36 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-In the Ice Wagon, frozen blocks of ice, gifted from the North- ALL: *Walking on from the paga, hoping the majority of the rowdy crowd will remain behind, especially after offering free drinks up to the point I am done with My debt payment. Progressing on I suddenly wish I had thought more, grease, bare flesh, and a hot sun may leave Me rather sore tomorrow, judging by the feeling of being quite warm and the odd cooking smell I thought I should pick up the pace. The ice wagon presented a dilemma, on one hand I could cool off, on the other, I could succumb to shrinkage. Deciding I would rather cook than lose any more face I resist the urge to go inside, simply seeing to the smaller wagon quickly*

(18:12:40 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-Within the broad covered Comissary Wagon- ALL: *Moving on, I had decided to try and not look at the crowd gathering, this was almost over with, and I would seek a long soak in the springs, or if I am starting to become crisp the river. Only a few left I move quickly as tired muscles will allow, now a real sight to behold, sweat covered, greased up, and covered in various bits of grass and wildlife that is stuck to Me. Ignoring the various giggles and calls of girls passing as they go about duties. When done I stand, running hands through hair, and then cursing loudly as greased hair falls in various curled bunches. I would cash in My winnings next time i thought*

(18:14:14 )

jetta{H}
first girl
Nomads, SLC
-On one of the many worn paths in Camp, taking You to Your destination- =Revenant of the Plains=: -she resisted the urge to point out to Him that He'd overlooked the Black wagon some ways from the camp, lest He decide that she needed to join Him there...-

(18:19:08 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-Within the tidy, well stocked Medical Wagon- ALL: *Marching on once again, more in defiant determination now than anything, I see the Medical wagon, and the small collection of Free Women. A cursed muttered under breath, knowing this would not end well I continue on anyway, head up, the one on shoulders, the other is still happy to be free in the fresh air enjoying his free range swing. Before I can even come close to the wheels various objects fill the air, with a mixture of screams and what may be whoots. After a few random, and some even heavy objects strike Me about the head I yell something about jealousy to be Free of burdens and proud of Ones self, not a shamed wrinkly old hag wishing they could prance and fuck as freely as a slave girl, or be as free and strong and confident as a Man. Then I see the first frying pan arcing through the air and decide a run seems a good idea. Running as fast as fatigued legs would move, laughing so hard I could barely see I hope I am near the end of My trail*

(18:23:29 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-Inside one of the various slave Wagons- ALL: *Walking once more as the sound of angry Women and pans striking dirt fade off, I ponder for a moment where they keep those damn pans, always one at hand it seemed. I went through a mental checklist, every wagon seen to as the occupants would allow, and despite the debt, the black wagon was left alone, this was a jovial matter, and the black wagon was sacred, as such it would not be sullied with such trivial games. And then there it was, looming like a giant humped beast, a dark stain on the slowly setting sun. The beast I had been dreading, it housed a throng of evil, a gathering of menace, a bunch of girls, burning with fire, full of wicked humour, and desperate to risk a lashing to have fun. On rare occasions I had caught My Gran muttering a word, and it wasnt until late in life I was taught the meaning of it, and now, it was fitting, and without hesitation it was uttered onto the winds* Bollocks

(18:30:24 )

jetta{H}
first girl
Nomads, SLC
-On one of the many worn paths in Camp, taking You to Your destination- =Revenant of the Plains=: -now she just stood back and watched with a wicked grin on her lips... had she made sure that all the slaves would be inside the wagon at a certain time, all the camp girls, kettle girls and girls whos Masters were patrolling? why, that would be a gross misuse of her power as first girl, to fill the wagon with giggling slaves just as He got there... would she have done such a thing? You bet she did...-

(18:33:00 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-Inside one of the various slave Wagons- ALL: *Approaching until I am beside the first of the wheels, I hear the jeers, the seductive calls and taunts, and think to one of many sayings, fight fire with fire, thinking it an odd phrase, the meaning was not lost. As calls whistles and various noises ring out I let go the tools and bucket, now stretching, flexing as I feign weary muscles, what the hell I thought, might as well make it a show worth while. Checking each wheel in turn, greasing where needed I make sure to move, bend, stoop in such ways as to foolishly strike mock seductive poses. As I finish the last the jeers are replaced with much laughter and applause. Now done, placing hands to My back stretching, sore muscles given some relief, pushing hips out as I move frozen parts. Finally i can no longer contain and take a bow as I laugh heartily, then pick up the tools and hand them to a passing girl to put back at My wagon, the grease I plunge My hand into and begin to grope any slave flesh nearby. tiring quickly though, for I was but an old and humble Tuchuk I announce My plans to retire to the springs, much to the chorus of boos*

(18:34:09 )
=Revenant of the Plains=

\\\\\Hakaan Qorchi/////
| Clan of Kaiila Trainers |
= Blood Brother of Tyr =
Nomads, IC
-Inside one of the various slave Wagons- jetta{H}first girlNomads: *Walking past I make sure to move by you, as I do so swatting you hard with the greased hand, leaving a nice print behind* Is good to see you beauty, and I do hope you will enjoy retelling this encounter you have watched. I will see you later I hope

(18:35:18 )

jetta{H}
first girl
Nomads, SLC
-On one of the many worn paths in Camp, taking You to Your destination- =Revenant of the Plains=: -she yelped and jumped, the herlit taking into the air with a cry of her own... she laughed and looked at the print of His hand in the grease on her ass now... - one hopes to see You later as well, Master... -grins- perhaps even as You are now...
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