I Purchase Costuming; I speak With Vesutto

originally posted September 8, 2006

I acquired two strings of cheap, wooden beads today. One will wrap about the ankle of my Bina in The Bridge of Twenty Lanterns, Portia, and the other will wrap about the ankle of the Brigella, Six Girl. They have rep-cloth work camisks already, but the hem on those is far too short for what the scene requires, so I have purchased the longer, tunic style garment the Bina and Brigella will wear in the scene they beg the favor of the tavern girls. I have been a decent barterer for much of my life, often times offering the convenience of a girl's use on my chain in lieu of monetary payment, but I find shopping with Tasta to be a rather satisfying experience. There seems to be a direct correlation between a sleen's bored, disaffected yawn and the price of goods dropping dramatically. I wonder if it has to do with the sight of her fangs. It is possible. She is a sweet girl, really. A tad vicious now and then and more than a bit ornery, but sweet. She is eager to please. If I am diligent to remind her now and again that slave girls are not food, without expressed permission anyway, there is little I have to worry about.
Tonight or tomorrow night, I think, the play will be performed. I have accomplished what I needed to just north of the city on the slopes beneath a field of dina. I am eager to see the gates of my city, despite the protestations of Vesutto.
"Stay a while, Poet," he urged. "We will run The Fall again."
"I do not need to be here for that, friend," I told him.
He was more than capable of advertising the play, producing it, hiring the actors and the like.
"I think we can convince Locutius to return and reprise the role of Julian or, if he likes, Agamedes," the Merchant assured me.
"I may have a role for him," I said. "I have been working on another play, something on a grander scale. It may take some time."
"Time?" he queried.
"The longer you detain the fellow in beautiful Venna," I mentioned, "the better."
"What is the role?" he asked.
"Have your agents been successful in Ar?" I inquired.
"It is that big a production?" he asked, suddenly pleased, suddenly more than a little interested. "Have your agents been successful in Ar?" I repeated.
"It is a matter of signatures, the exchange of notes," he assured me. "In effect yes, my agents have completed their assignment."
"Excellent," I smiled.

It was very good news indeed.