She nodded at Aris as he handed her the keys to his home, waving him farewell. "Take care and safe travels. I'll see you when you get back." And before she knew it she found herself alone. "First off I need to get my rapier and to finally get some quick cash." She sighed out as she placed her hands on her hips as the key dangled from her index finger. She couldn't go outside in the outfit she wore now so she had no choice but to slip on her uniform. It felt uncomfortable wearing it without undergarments but she had no room to complain.
Asuna's first stop was heading towards the blacksmith to pick up her weapon of choice. She explained how Aris made the order for her and that she was here to pick it up and they willingly gave it to her before bidding her farewell. Her hands held the piece of metal as her own reflection could be spotted on the slicked piece of violence. It was an exact replica of her own sword and it had a bittersweet feeling linger inside of her chest.
As she strolled around town she tried to find quick business. There wasn't anything quick and if there was the cash was in very small amounts. The day already wasn't looking to slim for her and she continued to walk from town to town. Asuna found herself thirty minutes away from Aris's home in a nearby town called Kyto. The architecture looked different and you could tell you were in a different village.
A small sign with bold black font was posted besides the entrance of a
building. There was a small sign dangling from the entrance in a unique language she had never saw before. She assumed it was a restaurant or some sort. The sign posted in the small patch of grass said "Work today and make over 1,000 Gold!" Well, it seemed sketchy but she had nowhere else to look for work. She opened the entrance and was surrounded in pure darkness and dim lighting. The more she walked inside the more she could see as her eyes adjusted to the dim lighting.
There were poles and cages spread everywhere, girls twirling and dancing and comforting men. Did she happen to walk into a... Brothel?! Before she had time to exit an older man wrapped his hand around her shoulder and pulled her close.
"Hey sweetie, I take it you read the sign?" He ask as he held a big cigar in between his teeth, blowing a puff of smoke in the opposite direction. "No paperwork necessary. We have a huge amount of travelers coming here today and we are low on girls. Mind helping us out? They pay well." She gritted her teeth back and forth as she thought of what she should do. Aris wouldn't know anything about this since she was far away from his house and he wouldn't come this far. Perhaps she could do this unscathed. Besides, she didn't know anyone here. What did she have to lose?
"Okay, I suppose..." She shyly said until the older man gripped her tightly and laughed boisterously.
"Great!!! Come with me and I will lead you to the back. There's outfits for you and all you have to do is dance and favor men. Don't worry, they aren't allowed to do anything to you. You're just eye candy. The dirty work goes to the experienced girls who actually work here." He calmed her of her worries. They stopped at the back entrance that read 'Employees Only' and he waved her farewell. "You'll do great honey, I'll see you soon!" He winked before walking away and greeted some fellas who walked into the door.
She went into the back and started to browse through the clothing, finding a
swimsuit that looked modest yet attractive at the same time. She slipped into the piece, thankfully her being the first one to wear it. She tied her hair in a braid with a pink bow at the top before heading out the door, finding guys already having their eyes glued on her frame. She was scared and didn't feel confident in her moves but she attempted anyways. Her palms gripped at the pole at the spotlight shined down on her frame, the shadows and lighting showing her curves in all of the right places. It seemed like all of the guys crowded around her area as her hips began to swing and her back rubbing up and down the slick pole.
Gold was being tossed on her station left and right, the coins jingling as they clanked on the post of her pole. Her hair whipped around, her hands exploring her body as she got the hang of how to perform in front of the guys. It was easier to tell what they liked and what they didn't, depending on the way they stared at her and the loads of money they gave her.