Re: Day Job (Tiffanian)
Tlech chuckled a little at the cook, replying "sure, I’ll let ye know." It was kind of a tempting offer, if only because she was still pretty horny after the events of the last few minutes. Still, she decided to wait on it a bit, to finish her meal before she decided to go through with another helping. As always it was a damn fine taste, the salty cum accenting the worms in a different way than the spices she often had him use, and definitely much different than when she mixed the two… she couldn’t really decide which of those two options she preferred, which is why she did both so often. She, her roommate, and the cook all had a nice conversation while the two roommates ate, carrying on lightly in the usual way. As far as Hell went, it was a relatively idyllic bit of friendship, and indeed the chubby goblin would count these two as rare friends in a sea of dangerous or untrustworthy individuals. The jealousy Dorpina had harbored earlier seemed to have melted away, and of course if there was any reason for her to be jealous of Tlech’s relationship with the cook it would have surely been gone years ago. At the end of it, when her plate was quite empty, she decided that there wouldn’t be any need for a second helping, at least not now, as she was relatively full… She bid her farewell to the cook and finally dressed herself again, heading back to the warren with her roommate.
Whereas in many other fortresses there were a myriad of things to be done by the lowest of the social classes in Hell, many of them related either to the economics of the place or military pursuits, the out of the way spot that Tlech called home did not. It was a tremendous blessing to live under a minor, rather useless demon “lord” without real resources, because there was little external conflict to threaten them and few difficult tasks to take up all of the energy of the goblins. It led to a lot of free time, and though that could easily be boring in such a place, there were a number of different ways they had come up with to pass their time, many of them taken from mortal ideas. The chubby goblin could have done any number of those things, a few of which came to mind. For one she could have engaged in a game of chess against her roommate, a favorite pastime of hers. Dorpina had gone out and assembled a set with some fair bit of difficulty, though Tlech was better at it than she was. There were also several different variations of card games, all of them based around betting, though as goblins had little access to the true currency of Hell mostly promises of sexual favors were on the table. Of course, in contrast to her skill at chess Tlech was quite poor at cards, no matter how the rules were laid out. She wasn’t sure if she had the strategies wrong, or if she just happened to have shit luck for some cosmic reason. These were the two options that appealed to her most in her current state of mind. Lesser options included finding another person to have sex with one on one, or joining one of probably two or three orgies currently going on in the warren at the current time. The former she had had a fair bit of in the day already, and the latter was nice when you wanted a lot of wild, unpredictable sex, which wasn’t really to her taste just then. She could also try to find someone else to converse with… but she had done a lot of that just now, and there were only a few truly good conversationalists amongst the goblins here.
As the two entered the warren Tlech would look around, trying to see if there were any groups of card players that looked appealing. Goblins that she had played with before, or simply whom she wouldn’t mind owing favors in the near future. Regardless she would ask "’ey Dorp, wanna play chess? ‘sbeen a bit, could be fun. Tinkin’ ‘bout playin’ some cards if’n ye’d rather. " In part it was now up to her roommate, though she had a hunch that Dorpina would prefer just about what she would… Of course, she was wrong from time to time.
