CONTACT [EL NYSA]

[priorly]

[Greetings, Prophet. The Great Work Begins.]
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Comments

(seems about right)

[vorrutyer]

Ooh, now I think I want you to do that. Never mind what I was going to ask. I want some viciousness.

[priorly]

My true nature, at last. When the occasion arises, mon bel étalon.

What was the original request?

[vorrutyer]

It's dangerous. Do you still want to hear it, or shall I release you from the obligation with the words unvoiced?

[priorly]

Oh danger schmanger. You can't stop now, you know what curiosity does to cats.

[vorrutyer]

Are you sure, Prior? I've been so virtuous and generous and kind and morally upright, I could see why you might not ever be able to say no to me...

[priorly]

Spit it out before the next appointment arrives and you're called back to spit on something else.

[vorrutyer]

How would you like to play spy?

[priorly]

Go on.

[vorrutyer]

I and another fellow - we're looking into the Royal Guard. Institutions, you know - they're so corrupt at times. Don't you think?

[priorly]

Do you think? I'm shocked, you've always seemed such a fan.

The guard let us in, new arrivals with no checks and balances I've ever seen. Whatever you're looking for, it would have to be kept somewhere over their heads.

What are you looking for?

[vorrutyer]

It's an exploratory mission. I don't love going in blind, but it's all we have at this point.

[priorly]

And what were you hoping I'd explore?

[vorrutyer]

I wasn't going to ask for anything as grand as exploring. Simply keeping watch.

[priorly]

Dangerous indeed.

And the other fellow's work will be?

[vorrutyer]

Snooping as well. If he is to be trusted, that is.

[priorly]

My, the intrigue grows ever deeper.

But you trust me.

[vorrutyer]

[ He 95% trusts him. ]

Should I not? Are you plotting treachery?

[priorly]

I can't think how that question's a useful one.

[vorrutyer]

With you as straightforward as you are? It's quite useful.

[priorly]

Then yes, I am. Right now, with a very treacherous man.

[vorrutyer]

Ooh, really? What does he look like? What are his shoulders like?

[priorly]

Narrower than you'd expect, though what that says for all of him I couldn't say.

[vorrutyer]

And what about his thighs? I do love a lovely pair of thighs.

[priorly]

Alas, I can't say that I pay attention if they're not spread expressly for me.

[vorrutyer]

Expressly for you? What about in pornography?