Blackbeak Bluff i am methuselah of the tribulation

it was the duty of good harlots to recognize the effect they had upon others; thus erzulie noted the girl's nerves. however, it was without businesslike mien she approached this interaction; there was a pleasure in feminine company she did not experience with usual clientele. "engel," she repeated; accented and redfurred. "an' how was dat meeting?" came her soft inquiry.
blixen — the chai-tea woman rather enjoyed its sound. "but you found me instead." the glint of her teeth against her dark mask came once; her face settled into a pleasant expression. "an' i have nevah been up dis far before. i was curious." curious too, now, about the blushing sea-rose of a girl and this friend she was attempting to find. "what be de name of your pack?"