prismatica | [Video] June 8th [cw: sex work/prostitution]

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[Video] June 8th [cw: sex work/prostitution]

[As Hanzo comes into focus he clears his throat, straightening his yukata as he gathers his thoughts.]

Greetings. If you do not know me, my name is Hanzo Shimada.

In light of recent events I have been more thoroughly considering starting a business to provide paid chroma replenishment services. For those who were left drained and suffering caring for dragon eggs due to lack of companionship, this would provide services to provide them with chroma to avoid depletion for a small percentage of chroma generated as payment.

Additionally these services may also be used by those who are looking for companionship further than hugging and hand holding for whatever reasons. We will not ask. I plan to have clientele remain anonymous if they so decide.

In order for something of this nature to be plausible I would need to know if there is any demand for such services and if there are any moonblessed among us that would be interested in employment as sex workers. You would be paid well, protected, and treated fairly. No one will have to take on clients that they, for any legitimate reason, are uncomfortable with.

[He leans back a bit casually in his seat instead of being rigid and upright. His father would be ashamed of his manners but made proud by Hanzo's initiative, so he briefly offers a smile as he moves stray strands of hair from his face.]

As stated before, I understand this topic may be taboo for some, so you are free to leave feedback publicly or anonymously. Could you support a business venture like this? Would you be willing to do work that is necessary but not necessarily easy? Let me know your thoughts, good or bad. All feedback is welcome.

Thank you for your time.

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[A fighter. He's a fighter. As someone who barely expends effort to do anything constructive, Midna can't really imagine what it'd like to be one. That's not to say she's incapable, because she isn't. She has fought in the past when she's needed to, but it's an ugly side of a beautiful woman. She doesn't find any particular joy in it.

But then she supposes a fighter doesn't have to like what they do. If they're good at it, that's the end of the story, right?]

I can see how you might have some difficulty fitting in here. Aside from those vines some time back, I haven't noticed anything that requires some kind of battle to be fought. If it's what you enjoy doing, perhaps you should offer sparring lessons to people here who don't have that skill. Lets you do something you're good at and maybe people will learn something new.

[It's a surprisingly nice thing for her to say. As she considers it, she doesn't even know why she bothers to say it at all. She stands to get nothing in return for the so-called kindness. But she's already said it. Too late to take it back now.]

[She does have a good point, but ultimately there were many other qualified fighters around here that he doesn't feel the need to take that duty upon himself when he felt uniquely qualified to get his hands dirty with a business many others would not dare to touch.]

I am sure there are fighters, warriors, ninja, samurai, soldiers, and swordsmen all just as capable or perhaps more so than I am to teach others.

[But it isn't a bad idea. If this doesn't pan out he may do exactly that. Prismatica could use an archery range.]

[Once again, Midna finds herself with a pause, as if she's trying to decipher his meaning by picking out anything he might not be saying. It might be a poor habit of hers, more likely to be sceptical of people as opposed to taking what they have to say at face value. Or maybe that's a consequence of so oft withholding information that she just assumes everyone else does as well.]

Is that your way of demonstrating modesty or a lack of confidence in your own abilities by comparing yourself to others? I'm sure you're just fine at what you do. But then I'm not a fighter. I doubt I have the expertise to make that kind of judgment.

[And by that concept, any combat prowess is likely to be an impressive display when comparing it to her own. A sorceress of sorts she might be, but she gets the feeling based on his wording that sorcery is not what he's talking about.]

It is my way of saying, at the moment it is not a path I would pursue even if I would be qualified to do so.

[Direct honesty in place of being roundabout was not usually his style while trying to be polite with strangers, but it seems she is after exactly that. Hopefully that satisfies her so that she will not feel the need to psychoanalyze him further.

He gets enough of that from his own brother.]

I assure you. I am not lacking in confidence or swimming with modesty.

[Though just having to say the words brings the slightest smile to his face for just a moment.]

For now, I prefer to spar with others simply for fun and keeping my skills sharp. I do not want to make an occupation out of it.

That's understandable.

[She appreciates a degree of straight forward honesty, which is ironic considering she's the one who normally plays roundabout games and devises ways to evade questions she doesn't intend to answer fully. If at all. But then she supposes she expects that direct approach out of others and not herself.]

A shame I don't spar. Perhaps you wouldn't mind giving me a demonstration at some point. You're obviously sure of yourself, and I could use something to fill in some of my free time.

If this was your intention from the start you could have simply asked.

[He's not against teaching or giving instruction occasionally, but would not make a business of it. Unless she purely means to observe, and either way he has no issues with it.]

What experience do you have with fighting? Or is it less about learning and more about entertainment? I could not blame you for the latter. Watching two individuals fight is oddly enchanting.

It wasn't. I can't ask about something I don't know.

[She pauses for some moments. Experience. Well, she's not incapable, but she really left that up to other people. Whether that's arrogance or entitlement it's hard to say for certain.]

I'm capable of wielding magic. [Assuming he knows what that is.] I'm not a combatant, however, and don't intend to become one. I'd be more interested in spectating. You seem to have already put two and two together. It'd serve as entertainment.

[And could possibly be educational, but that seems too nice of her to say outwardly.]

Of course you can. Especially if you care to learn more about it.

[There's a lilt to his voice as if he's trying to suggest that she has more interest than she's currently letting on.]

Magic? Hm. That is not something I am familiar with myself, but my understanding is that combat mages do exist. What manner of magic do you deal in? If you do not mind my questioning.

[...Is he calling her out? Midna feels very much called out. She can't even be annoyed by it.

Clever guy.]

My magic? [Midna has to think about it. From her understanding, not many have something equivalent of her element, if one wants to call it that. She might as well call it what it is. Let him figure it out.] Twilight, I suppose. Not quite darkness, but something like it. It is specific to the world that I come from and is comprised of those worldly traits.

[Likely the result of her people having been trapped within that realm for as long as they have been. They're no longer of the Twilight, really. They practically are the Twilight. That Midna can break her entire physical form down into Twilight particles seems to support that claim.]

[Even after befriending one or two mages he still has little to no idea how magic works or what disciplines of magic exist in the worlds where it is capable.]

Interesting. I suppose if I had to give a name to what I can do, I would be a summoner. [He can't think of anything else for what to call bringing forth his spirit dragons. He's long since figured out they aren't illusion. Though at home he doesn't think of it as magic at all.]

I am sure your twilight magic can be used in battle. I can help you figure out how if you would like?

A summoner. [Fortunately, she doesn't even need an explanation of what that is. Zant had some abilities somewhat similar. Granted, they may not have been entirely his because Midna's never been able to summon anything, but... She can marginally understand.

He can't see it, but she slowly nods along, curious about what it is that he summons, but knowing the cardinal rule is to keep others coming back for more. Why solve all the mysteries in one go?]

It can be. It has been. I just choose not to. [Because she has others to do so for her. And it's very hard for her to hold her tongue and not just say that.] A demonstration for a demonstration, then, sounds like it may be in order.

That sounds fair.

[By the way it comes across he suspects something may have happened to make her turn away from violence or fighting. He doesn't even consider the fact that it has more to do with status than ability or opportunity.]

When I find time, I will contact you.

[She's thankful that he doesn't pry, but she suspects that she's not as smooth as she thinks she is. Regardless, she comes out relatively unscathed where dignity is concerned and no lack of intrigue for him.]

That sounds like a plan. It's Midna, by the way.

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