Tiffanian
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Re: Day Job (Tiffanian)
The cook acknowledged Tlech’s request quietly, setting to work to quickly mash up some worms for her. "Tanks" she said when he gave it to her, beginning to eat in silence. On another day “sitting” in such an odd position with her ass exposed might have prompted some kind of abuse or molestation, but her fellow goblins left her alone. The fullbloods were assholes enough to all of them, and there was no need to increase the suffering of one of their own regardless of the situation. After all, some other day it would be them in that position, and if they took advantage of others then others would certainly take advantage of them given the chance. Even Ab didn’t attempt to bother her despite it being well within his rights to so, something she noticed. Her quickly eaten meal sated her hunger at least, and a full belly did wonders for her mood, though she still wasn’t exactly happy. "Sorry t’be sich a sourpuss" she said quietly as she swung herself off the barstool and onto her feet again, waving to the others as she made her way out of the dining hall in her quest to find Rompra.
It wasn’t hard to find her, of course, and she ended up being in the first place Tlech searched for her; her own den. Unfortunately she was asleep… though the chubby goblin didn’t think much of it at the moment. At least she was a little better about these things than Irving, and she just knelt beside the woman and gently pushed on her shoulder a few times, waking her in a haze. The sleepy woman assumed that she had come with Ab to take some of their payment in that regard, which wasn’t an unreasonable assumption and likely would have happened if not for the mood Tlech was in, but that wasn’t the case. "Got a shif’ comin’ up, an’ I’m pretty sure yer free. Wanna get ye ta ‘elp me wit’ it" she said flatly, "jus’ a cleanin’ one."
The cook acknowledged Tlech’s request quietly, setting to work to quickly mash up some worms for her. "Tanks" she said when he gave it to her, beginning to eat in silence. On another day “sitting” in such an odd position with her ass exposed might have prompted some kind of abuse or molestation, but her fellow goblins left her alone. The fullbloods were assholes enough to all of them, and there was no need to increase the suffering of one of their own regardless of the situation. After all, some other day it would be them in that position, and if they took advantage of others then others would certainly take advantage of them given the chance. Even Ab didn’t attempt to bother her despite it being well within his rights to so, something she noticed. Her quickly eaten meal sated her hunger at least, and a full belly did wonders for her mood, though she still wasn’t exactly happy. "Sorry t’be sich a sourpuss" she said quietly as she swung herself off the barstool and onto her feet again, waving to the others as she made her way out of the dining hall in her quest to find Rompra.
It wasn’t hard to find her, of course, and she ended up being in the first place Tlech searched for her; her own den. Unfortunately she was asleep… though the chubby goblin didn’t think much of it at the moment. At least she was a little better about these things than Irving, and she just knelt beside the woman and gently pushed on her shoulder a few times, waking her in a haze. The sleepy woman assumed that she had come with Ab to take some of their payment in that regard, which wasn’t an unreasonable assumption and likely would have happened if not for the mood Tlech was in, but that wasn’t the case. "Got a shif’ comin’ up, an’ I’m pretty sure yer free. Wanna get ye ta ‘elp me wit’ it" she said flatly, "jus’ a cleanin’ one."