The Lost One

Max!!

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This was not his standard part of town. The Underground was a section of the island generally viewed as a haven for scum and degenerates. It did however sport a few rare jewels when it came to shops. During his time on the island he'd become acquainted with a particularly skilled weapon smith. He understood the simple fact that he had a successful business in the middle of this section of town was a statement in and of itself. His last commission was a pair of fans for his now pregnant wife. Now he was heading back to his home after dropping off a sword he wanted reforged. The sword was a wedding gift from his mother and also a sign of his taking over as head of the clan.

The king walked down the street with confidence. No one would dare outright challenge a dragon king to a fight right? Wrong. He found himself being followed by three unpleasant looking fellows. He stopped for a moment before unleashing a stream of intense flames, which seemed to be enough to make them back off. It was nice what a controlled display of strength could get.

He inhaled and exhaled and was about to continue on his way when someone caught his attention.

"Can I hep you with something?"

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It was a rough part of town; while the underground might have been about magic once, it was now a cesspool of criminal activity and shady people. Interestingly enough, the brothel was within the strip despite its method of operations being far from legal. However, the underground did make for a nice place to make a quick buck. However, it was also dangerous. Yet when it came to the bruises adorning the hooker's body, they came from a source other than the thugs. She hid them behind a veil of black hair that hung over her shoulder. She wouldn't let the pain show.

Normally when people fought, Valerie could care less. It was none of her business. She was too busy leaning against the wall trying to pull herself together. Some nights it felt difficult to feint confidence. Her fingers clawed at the uncomfortable collar on her neck. If only she could rip it off...she was in the middle of a panicked haze. It felt hard to breathe as she held back tears. It was then a familiar scent found its way to her nose. Her eyes opened to see flames and people running. A bunch of pussy thugs from the looks of it. The fire user was who interested her.

He was a dragon. That was normal.

He smelled similar to her. That wasn't normal.

Making sure that the bruises were perfectly hidden by her hair, she approached the man cautiously. Hopefully he wasn't a hothead. However, his muted expression told her otherwise. What felt even weirder to her was that she remembered seeing him before, but she didn't remember sleeping with him. Who was this man? Where could she have seen him before? Maybe he was just a customer she forgot about? But she usually didn't forget clients....

The woman almost leaped out of her heels as he addressed her. She quickly changed into her more confident state.

"I was interested in knowing what your deal was, bad boy."

Her hand sat on her hip as she eyed him closely. This felt weird.

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Max!!

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The person approaching him was a prostitute, one of the ones who was probably caught up in something highly illegal based on the fact that she was working in this part of town. He wasn't one to judge people solely based on their occupations. Alex was never really one to affiliate with prostitutes at any point in his life, certainly not now that he was married. Perhaps she could smell the money on him. Normally he would politely decline and continue on his way. This woman however had a vaguely familiar scent. She was a dragon, but even more so she seemed related?

"My deal," his voice trailed off. He wasn't quite sure how to respond to that. He studied the woman, but not in the way one of her clients would. More simply taking her in, he knew her from somewhere. That scent certainly left him with questions. His eyes scanned the area, searching for any potential prying eyes. He was going to get answers to his questions one way or another. Plans and theories were forming in his mind.

He pulled out his wallet, which had a good bit of cash in it. "What are your rates? I'm looking to cheat on my wife," his face's expression changed slightly with a look of "play along". The act itself made him feel gross in spite of the fact that he had no intentions of doing anything with her aside from getting some answers. Thinking about it, she could probably use a break herself.

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Valerie was not supposed to judge her clients, but she didn't condone cheating in the least bit. Thanks to her experience, she learned not to reveal her true emotions outwardly in any fashion. So while inside she felt disgusted by the request, outwardly she seemed more than happy to service him. She batted her eyelashes as her hips swayed an additional time. Her eyes gazed into his.

"My rates are..."

Val proceeded to tell him how much she'd cost per hour and the price to take her for the entire night. For a dragon king, the amount was quite measly. Pretty much those who made a decent living could afford her. She noted that this transaction would have to be added to the records later, but for now she was focused on making a sale and then satisfying this man's desires. However, the prostitute had a sharp wit; something told her that he had ulterior motives. He wasn't intending to cheat on his wife (Whom she figured did exist since he had a wedding band on his finger).

But then what were his intentions? Did it relate to their scents? After all, he was a dragon too. He would have the same enhanced scent that'd be capable of picking up her trace. She waited for him to pick how long they would be together for. A finger tapped at the collar as her eyes briefly scanned her surroundings. She doubted that Daddy was near, but the idea of him popping up at random to check on her did make her nervous.

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"Very well," he produced enough money to pay for an entire night. He had no intentions of spending the night with her though, only getting what information he needed, perhaps even feeding her. This woman didn't look well and he was quite sure this was no mere dead end or false alarm. Alex decided the best she could at least use a break. He knew the unmistakable scent of kin. His mind was already formulating a theory as to what happened to hew between the last time he believed he saw her and the present day.

His thoughts drifted back to Cecete who would be a little more than concerned if he didn't show up at all that night without a word. He pulled out his phone and sent a simple text letting her know he might be late and would explain the situation upon his return. It was rare for him to send text messages unless it was something important. If this woman was in fact who he thought she was, he would contact the rest of the clan with the word. Until then he would see how this situation panned out.

"I'm assuming you know of a place where we can have a bit of privacy," he said after a brief moment. He'd never done this type of thing before, and more so he wasn't familiar with the area aside from Damascus. He continued studying her as he awaited a response to his inquiry. She was definitely more roughed up than she was letting on, though it wasn't surprising considering where she happened to be working.

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Thankfully for the roleplayer controlling Alex, his thread partner also could speak for Cecete. While Cecete was at home, she received the text. Being a faithful wife, she had her concerns, but she would let him take care of business. After all, he would tell her the story later that night or at least first thing tomorrow if she became too exhausted. Fourth wall breaks and location shifts aside, the two cousins stood in the underground together. Of course it was left to the prostitute to lead the two to a safe location. Val knew just the place. It was definitely rundown and not remotely ideal for a king, but she wasn't looking to sleep with him. This was a quest for answers.

"Right this way."

Valerie pocketed the whole payment. She wished that this money would actually go to her. In reality, all of the money was provided to the pimp in charge. He then gave them allowances. Yeah, allowances. It was not nearly enough to call the amount a salary. That greedy little...no, she wouldn't think that way about him. Daddy would beat the hell out of her if he could read her thoughts. The woman scurried down the sidewalk and into an alleyway. A door sat on top of a few steps. Her hand reached up and knocked on the door in a certain number sequence. The door then opened. A minotaur covered in tattoos gazed at Valerie, then the dragon king. He grunted and let them both in. Clearly he knew the lady's profession.

She led him into what looked like a pretty crappy apartment bedroom. Once they were both inside, she locked the door. There were no windows; all lighting came from a crappy light fixture on the ceiling. It was also quite a ways away from the rest of the private club location, so there was no one nearby. The doors were weirdly sturdy and thick considering the place. Her hands reached to take off her top before she realized what she was doing. Redness appeared on her cheeks. She awkwardly put her hands to her sides. They weren't here for that.

"I don't know where to begin, so I'll let you start."

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