[ If there was anything more insulting than this, Yennefer had not come across it. After being handed a pamphlet for some workshop on finding and training Subs... Yennefer promptly tossed it away and forgot it. At first, she had been pissed off. Denying all ability to act rationally. However... after her own childish temper tantrum in her "residence", Yennefer puts her best bullshit face on and leaves without looking back. It had been only a short while but since arriving, she had found little difficulty in adjusting to the world. She wondered, was this how Ciri felt hopping between worlds? A brief bit of hope would die out that the girl was here — but the Gods or creators of this would better had hoped her girl was not in a place like this.
Yet... something nagged at her, like an itch she can't quite scratch. That pamphlet — that date. Perhaps that will be the first clear demonstration she has of what is "expected". Yennefer stands in the back, eyes attentive during the whole showcase of proper Purposeful Submission as displayed by the half-crocked women. She, the sorceress who gets off on fucking on the back of mythological creatures, can't judge too harshly.
It takes a few moments and she speaks up under her breath once they finish to whomever was near her. ]
Well, well. Who could resist trying such an act of dedication after seeing that? It's inspiring, really.
[ And yes, her voice is dripping in sarcasm. ]
0.2 — LOVE POTION.
[ She heard of TRIPLE M APOTHECARY through the grapevine, one of the few magical outsources she's heard of upon arriving. It was something that was a personal interest as well as a profession — her knowledge wise beyond her years (so her appearance would lead you to believe) so inside she goes to examine what already existing competition there was!
The staff was properly dismissed, Yen pretty confident in the way she walks around to scan the contents of the shelves. She never thought of herself as an herbalist, but anyone can brew a potion if you had proper ingredients and the know-how. Yennefer looks back as she picks up a small potion clearly labeled for an... ah... aphrodisiac. The cork bottle is popped off and boldly, her words carry to you. A poor innocent bystander! ]
You. I'll pay you handsomely if you do something for me. Nothing that will kill you, I'm almost certain. [ There's a serious ass look on her face. :/ ] I assure you, it's nothing dubious so long as I'm clear with you. Are you interested?
[ ooc: possible smut/teasing. m/f 25 or older only for this, please! ]
0.3 — NETWORK.
@yennefer Who here acts as a courier? I'm in the Up, bed-ridden and would like to make a request.
[ Guess who drank too much and is hungover? ]
0.4 — OTHERWISE.
[ feel free to contact me for anything custom! yennefer is pretty bitchy, so sorry in advance. 25+ male pref (but contact for f/f) for flirty/smutty stuff. ]
yennefer — the witcher — dom
Yet... something nagged at her, like an itch she can't quite scratch. That pamphlet — that date. Perhaps that will be the first clear demonstration she has of what is "expected". Yennefer stands in the back, eyes attentive during the whole showcase of proper Purposeful Submission as displayed by the half-crocked women. She, the sorceress who gets off on fucking on the back of mythological creatures, can't judge too harshly.
It takes a few moments and she speaks up under her breath once they finish to whomever was near her. ]
Well, well. Who could resist trying such an act of dedication after seeing that? It's inspiring, really.
[ And yes, her voice is dripping in sarcasm. ]
The staff was properly dismissed, Yen pretty confident in the way she walks around to scan the contents of the shelves. She never thought of herself as an herbalist, but anyone can brew a potion if you had proper ingredients and the know-how. Yennefer looks back as she picks up a small potion clearly labeled for an... ah... aphrodisiac. The cork bottle is popped off and boldly, her words carry to you. A poor innocent bystander! ]
You. I'll pay you handsomely if you do something for me. Nothing that will kill you, I'm almost certain. [ There's a serious ass look on her face. :/ ] I assure you, it's nothing dubious so long as I'm clear with you. Are you interested?
[ ooc: possible smut/teasing. m/f 25 or older only for this, please! ]
Who here acts as a courier? I'm in the Up, bed-ridden and would like to make a request.
[ Guess who drank too much and is hungover? ]
[ feel free to contact me for anything custom! yennefer is pretty bitchy, so sorry in advance. 25+ male pref (but contact for f/f) for flirty/smutty stuff. ]