text | Free Toe Ring

[emet_sulk]

Type: Text
Sender ID: emet-sulk
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Subject: Free Toe Ring
Warnings: None besides the nature of the uh. toe ring (Game's A Foot) being what it is.

If there is anyone with a penchant for feet who would take this ridiculous toe ring off my hands then I would be much obliged.

[ He attaches an image of the toe ring, which was his reward from completing the investigation into the brothel's lockbox. ]

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[yuezun]

Enter.

[Daqiang's voice called out just loud enough to be heard past the door and no further. Once Emet entered, he'd find the captain at his desk, going through paperwork.

He knew it was Emet, of course. And he had hoped to be done with the logs and various reports on damages and supplies lost during Garuda's attack the day before. But it seemed that such would not end for several hours yet.]

Shut the door firmly. This venerable one will ensure our privacy.

[emet_sulk]

[ He shuts the door as bid before approaching the desk. The way the man had phrased his command already has him raising an eyebrow in amusement. Talk about double entendres... ]

'Ensure our privacy'? Have I not shown you adequate deference?

[yuezun]

[Daqiang glanced up at Emet before his eyes slid to the door. A quick flash of blue fire over his irises and a privacy spell settled over the room. Then his attention fell back to the paperwork as he worked on getting the current item finished quickly. He did not want to have to divide his attention for the exchange.]

This venerable noticed that certain assumptions were being made by those who responded to you. This venerable one does not wish to have our words overheard and more assumptions being made.

[There wasn't enough damage to the ship to make her unseaworthy, but there was enough that what soundproofing the ship provided between cabins was no longer nearly as effective. Noise carried much further. Other damage was still being discovered. He expected there would continue to be small damages found for a couple weeks given everything.]

[emet_sulk]

[ He huffs and shakes his head, not the least bit surprised that the man doesn't realise how suggestive their words and actions are. ]

So you lock the door after summoning me to your cabin with an item used for salacious worship, and you think that won't raise more questions with the rest of the crew?

[ Ah well. Emet-Selch certainly doesn't care what rumours this elder immortal lets ferment. He approaches the desk, producing the ring out of his pocket. ]

1/2

[yuezun]

[He had not considered that possibility. After all, calling someone into his office for a brief, private discussion was not unusual. So why would it be now just because Emet was bringing a (debatably cursed) treasure with him.]

2/2

[yuezun]

Forget it.

[He waved a hand to undo the spell, then rubbed his face and set his paperwork aside, gesturing for Emet to approach further and hand the damn ring over already.]

You do have the ring, yes?

[emet_sulk]

[ He finds himself laughing quietly as he surrenders the ring into Daqiang's possession. ]

That said, I wouldn't mind such a proposition if it came clearly from your venerable self. Although I shan't be kissing your feet, sorry to say.

[yuezun]

[Daqiang takes it, casting an incredulous frown up at Emet for his words.]

This venerable one has no interest in such things.

[He held the ring up and examined it, turning it this way and that, trying to get a sense of how powerful the magic on it was. It didn't seem to be a strong compulsion, but also didn't want to put it on to test it. With a flick of his fingers, the ring disappeared in a shimmer of blue energy, safely stored in his qiankun space until he found a better place to store it.]

Now, it will bother no one.

[emet_sulk]

Oh, really? Then why insist on taking it?

[ He's not necessarily invested in whatever answer the other man gives. He's more interested in whatever it is they did to vanish the ring. But he had assumed they must have some interest in the fetish to want the ring in the first place.

He takes a step back from the desk, arms folded loosely as he waits for their answer. ]

[yuezun]

You advertised it's powers so openly. This venerable one would not see it put into common use.

[Compulsion magic was already so commonplace in this world, particularly in food. But at least that passed within a few hours of the meal or drink consumed. More permanent compulsion spells on enchanted items were much more troublesome.]

[emet_sulk]

Ah, how magnanimous of you. Although there are some who enjoy that sort of play, you know.

[ He glances again at the spot where the ring had disappeared. ]

How did you hide it just now? Spatial magic?

[yuezun]

This venerable one is aware. There are many books on the topic.

[He judgemental of the novels the booksellers suggest he reads, but he will read them if he hasn't before. This habit has provided insight into just how strange mortals (and many other creatures) are about sex.]

This venerable one put it in his sleeve.

[So helpful.]

Are you objecting to this venerable one claiming it?

[emet_sulk]

[ His eyebrows raise further. Very well then, sir, keep your secrets! ]

Not at all. I offered it to the first person who wished to claim it and you so happened to be the quickest. If I wished to have someone kiss my feet, I would rather they do so willingly.

[yuezun]

This venerable one prefers they kiss his hand if they must kiss anything to show their obedience. But that is for those who are this venerable one's subjects or servants, and placing their loyalty in this venerable one as their ruler and Moon Supreme.

[The usual show of obedience and loyalty in Cangyanhai was kowtowing before rising just far enough to press one's forehead to Dongfang Qingcang's fingers. Should Daqiang offer a person the privilege of touching him once they were on their hands and knees.]

If there are any other magical treasures you come across of a similar nature that you intend to rid yourself of, inform this venerable one.

[He means 'has compulsion magic', but if Emet interprets that as 'has fetish-fuel magic', well it's probably Daqiang's fault for not explaining himself.]

[emet_sulk]

[ Emet-Selch's mouth twitches before curving into a little smirk. He sweeps a slightly exaggerated bow to the older man. ]

Very well. I shall be sure to bring all such troublesome trinkets to you for safekeeping.

[ He is absolutely going to take on more quests with the brothels just to see if Dongfang will accept every single odd thing that comes his way. ]