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[priorly]

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

Hence working in a localized location rather than strolling the streets. They come to me. And I provide a certain experience that can't be found otherwise.

[priorly]

Go on, then, tell me the pitch.

[vorrutyer]

The cynical but wounded noble. Quick-witted and wry. Charming but a little distant. Willing to sell a kiss - impoverished, you know - but with pain in his past. Courtly. Well-mannered. As the relationship continues, there is more and more honesty - flashes of genuine feeling, moments of vulnerability. A growth not just of sexual compatibility, but of something like real love.

[priorly]

Jesus Christ, that's not niche, that's a boyfriend experience.

[vorrutyer]

It's what some people want. You'll be able to see me working my magic - how nice.

[priorly]

No, no, cherie. My job is not keeping the broken women from meeting each other as they seek solace at your door. It's sweeping them into one of the party rooms where they can find some less tawdry distraction. Like a leather-bound pony play stable master.

[vorrutyer]

Women and men, thank you, I do not discriminate. Also, did you just call me tawdry, dear Prior?

[priorly]

As you wish, broken women and elderly homos.

I wouldn't have if it was fifty an hour and a free flute to charm your tentacle cock. At least some of this is bullshit, though, right?

[vorrutyer]

Would you prefer for it to be bullshit?

[priorly]

Yes.

But I'd prefer not to be told it's bullshit because I'd prefer that.

[vorrutyer]

Well. Then let's just move on and toast your successes. And the fact that we'll see one another at work each night. Heavens, that is respectable work - something to take pride in.

[priorly]

Oh please, it's picking out party favors and - I don't know, making sure the dildo benches match the decor. I did something not dissimilar at home when the trust fund ran low.

Don't you find it depressing? I'd be chronically depressed. And you were shocked by Macy's bathrooms.

[vorrutyer]

I did something not dissimilar at home when the inheritance ran...Well, all right, when it was cut off completely, not that it ever existed. So no. It's a job like any other. Though much classier and more sanitary than bathrooms.

[priorly]

Not the sex, Byerly. People paying you to lie about being honest. And I know what you'll say, but these are just people who can't get company without cash, not goddamn sleeper agents.

And you could

Nevermind. I'd take getting the escalator with occupied pressed into my cheek after a fuck I know doesn't give a fuck about me, even now. But to each their own. We'll toast your successes.

[vorrutyer]

I could what?

[priorly]

It's not my business.

Other than by association. Though, I won't be there nightly. The job's an occasional affair, but it pays well. Why, we'll get the butcher's prize turkey for Christmas this year.

[vorrutyer]

Of course it's your business. After all, we live together. Worried about those sleeper-agents-or-not-sleeper-agents getting a bit rambunctious, shall we say? It's all right to say so.

[priorly]

If I worried about people getting rambunctious with you I'd sleep with my ears plugged.

[vorrutyer]

Violent, dear Prior. Are you worried about being in danger?

[priorly]

No?

..Should I be? Should you b

Do you get hurt during this?

[vorrutyer]

[ Ah. Hm. ]

If that wasn't your concern, why the talk of sleeper agents and the like?

[priorly]

Do you? I don't mean fingernail tracks, is there actually a danger here?

[vorrutyer]

Not to you, dear heart.

[priorly]

But to you.

I know this place. It has it's own doctor, who apparently got hired not for the obvious reasons, but to treat clients who step out of line. There are rules about anything non consensual.

[vorrutyer]

Oh, indeed. It's run safely and sensibly. I'm not afraid, my beloved Prior, I'm simply being uncharacteristically honest. When one is in close contact with another person, wicked things that people are, there is never a guarantee of safety. That's all.

[ And when one's shtick is one that goes beyond a casual shrug. Oh, and when one targets people with secrets worth knowing... ]