paixaorpg | May I See Your Ticket, Please? [Active]

Character(s): Ahnassi and Luxord
Content: Ahnassi gets caught sneaking out of the opera house
Setting: Ceu de Mouraria
Time: Evening
Warnings: None

It was so very, VERY beautiful. Ahnassi had never been to any sort of concert or musical event, but she had heard of such things in larger cities. Even then, she had never heard of such a magnificent opera house for the sole purpose of musical entertainment. As much as she had enjoyed the music, she had found herself just as fascinated with the surroundings inside the huge glass dome of Ceu de Mouraria.

It was an incredible building, like she would have expected to find in the Imperial City in Cyrodiil. Ever since she had first laid eyes on it, she knew she would have to find out what it was like inside and what it was like to listen to the music in there. Of course, being the thief she was, Ahnassi had circumvented the ticket lines and just slipped in a back entrance while nobody was looking. It had been very exciting and a little bit scary, but well worth the effort. The Khajiit thought she might even try to do it again sometime...

Now, though, the performance was over, and she was headed back out the way she had come. Checking around to make sure nobody was looking, she crept towards the staff exit and slipped outside. It looked like she had made a clean getaway...

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Bored with the latest journal chatter, Luxord had once again found himself with little better to do than wander the city. Aimless walking led him to the opera house, just in time to catch the final swell of music. He paused a moment to let it fade - IX would enjoy this more than he - and was turning to leave down a side street when he noticed someone sneaking out the back door, looking as guilty as the child caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar.

Well, this was too good to pass up. Luxord moved closer, smirking. "Enjoy the show?"

Ahnassi started at the sudden voice, her eyes darting around frantically until she identified the source. That was bad. She thought she’d gotten away clean up until that point.

But maybe it wasn’t so bad. Maybe he was just some guy going past and didn’t know what she was up to. He didn’t have anything on her! She grinned, deciding to bluff her way through it. “Oh yes, it was very nice. Paixao has many talented people.”

"That it does indeed," Luxord agreed smoothly, idly playing with a card pulled from goodness-knew-where in his hand. "There seem to be precious few skilled at games, however, especially in the art of bluffing." He let a lazy smirk creep up his face, allowing the woman before him to interpret the words however she liked.

Ahnassi shrugged, not entirely sure where the other person was going with his comment. Was he... commenting a lack of gamblers in town? Or was he suggesting she was bluffing? Or... was he challenging HER to some kind of game of chance? The Khajiit wasn't sure, but he didn't seem to be accusing her of anything, so she decided to just take what he said at face value.

"Bluffing?" she inquired, "Like in gambling? Ahnassi does not gamble very often either. There are not many who would play games of chance with a Khajiit in Morrowind."

"Not exactly," Luxord corrected her smoothly. "Bluffing, as in projecting an image that is untrue. Giving false impressions." Though he was curious about her comment on games of chance, he'd prefer to attend to the matter at hand first (even though the matter at hand was only for his personal satisfaction).

"May I see your ticket?"

That particular request was easily deflected. Perhaps a lesser thief might have been caught in it, but Ahnassi thought of herself as a professional. Well, maybe not as professional as Gentleman Jim or Sugar-Lips Habasi, but she wasn't exactly a rookie!

"Ticket?" She asked sweetly, "The one for the show? Ahnassi threw it away on the way out. Why? Did you want to see who was performing? Ahnassi still has the program..." she patted her robe a moment, then fished a folded booklet out of her pocket. It had been left behind by one of the other patrons and she had picked it up as a memento. She hadn't expected it to come in handy for anything else, but apparently she'd gotten lucky. "Here it is..." She offered the man the playbill with a cheerful smile.

"No, thank you," Luxord politely turned down the woman's offer. "I wasn't interested in the show itself, but the theater's new policy. I was unaware they had begun to sell tickets for the back entrance, and I wished to see one." The lines, falsely interested, had been delivered smoothly. This particular game had become less of a quest to embarass the woman for her free show and more to discover just how well she could weave her web of little white lies. She intrigued Luxord. He'd keep playing.

"Ahnassi has to pay to go out this door?" the Khajiit asked innocently, intentionally misinterpreting the man's words. "She is sorry then. The front way was crowded after the performance, and Ahnassi did not want to wait."

Inwardly, Ahnassi was getting a little annoyed. The guy obviously didn't have any real proof to bear against her, and he didn't look like some kind of staff or security guard anyway. She was starting to wonder why some random character off the street was giving her such a hard time over a relatively minor offense, when it wasn't even any of his business.

"Not to leave, but to enter," Luxord clarified simply. "I suppose what I'm asking is, may I see your ticket?"

There. Cards on the table. Her reaction would either make or break this game. Either way, Luxord would find it highly satisfying.

The Khajiit scowled and crossed her arms, no longer bothering to hide that she was getting fed up with all the questioning. He was even repeating himself now! Did he think she was stupid?

"Ahnassi has already told you," she said frostily, "She threw her ticket away after the performance was over. And you are being very very much more nosy than you have any right to be, so Ahnassi would appreciate it if you would move along and leave her alone now. If you want the ticket so badly, go dig through the trash. But Ahnassi has things to do, so she is leaving..."

Without waiting for him to respond, the Khajiit turned and started walking briskly away.

Luxord simply let her go. She was an interesting one, that was for certain. She knew how to act, she played well...yes, he would certainly keep an eye on her. She may prove to be amusing - even useful - in the future.

"Well played," he commented lightly to her departing back.

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