I've been cleaning inventory lately. Yes, cleaning. Sorting textures, boxing up clothing with SL layers etc. I'm down from 55K to about 40K. Still have to get the textures into organizers, and my "household" folders, which include furniture, rugs, plants, etc are a freaking nightmare. I suspect, even if I don't sort the building and scripting folders, I'll end up around 30K.
As I've been working through it, I've found a few gems. I also found almost 300 outfits with SL layers I'd never unpacked... everything's relative.
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Callidus Laron nods and gives him a grin. "Well, I had to try, Sir. " He looks over in he direction of he girl arriving, "Well what do we have here?" His eyes pouring over her form as his lips curl in a smile.
rajaa looks behind her, then at him, eyes dancing a bit with imp "just a girl Master"
Callidus Laron nods to the man, "Thank you sir" his gaze then retturns to the girl, "Well just a girl, hat is a very odd thing for a slave to be called, but I suppose your master can name you whatever he wishes. " he cocks his head a her a moment, and rubs his chin in thought, "Now just what services might you be offering me?"
rajaa: ah - my Master chose rajaa for me, if it pleases Master *softly, smiling at his banter* errr... I hope I can provide any..er.. *pushes at the belt with a blush* pardon, almost any service you'd wish Master? I can cook, launder, bath, dance. Can't sing well though, you'd best keep near the infirmary if you wish me to try *chuckles
Callidus Laron smiles at her."Well now, perhaps if you cannot sing, then that is what you should practice." he tries to look at her sternly, the gleam in his eye belying his joy. "yes, yes, let us have a song."
rajaa: oh dear... um... Master paid good coin to improve some some skill at dance, but decided quickly it wasn't worth even a clipped tarsk bit when it came to voice lessons *blushes* he said it was rather painful Master
Callidus Laron looks at her furrowing his brows, and pursing his lips in almost comic anger. "Are you refusing my request, just a girl?"
rajaa: one is not Master *whispers softly* just offering the warning lest you be too hopeful Master *mumbles* taking a deep breath, then another, she considers what she might sing, hoping for something quick and quiet..
Callidus Laron allows the angry expression to fade from his face he crosses his arms in front of him as he watches. "Go on, just a girl, anything will be fine."
rajaa starts thready and soft, the tone akin to something the urts they've been killing might manage. The words, if they were actually recognizable, would be familiar to any child raised on the vosk, a song about a fisherman who tries to land a giant sorp. The tune, if tune you would call it, is flat, when it isn't completely offkey, and every time she tries to fit in a breath she squeaks...
rajaa blushes hard, body trying to curl forward before she forced her shoulders back. While an attractive position, it has the added misfortune of making her louder. The squeaking gets worse as well, but at times she forgets to breath and then the sound is almost not unpleasant. Mind you, the unpleasant part is mostly becuase it's too soft to hear
Callidus Laron tries to smile as he listens but his face just contorts as if he had taken a bite of a tospit. He listens a bit more and shudders slightly, his finger going to his ear as if to fish the notes from his ear canal.
rajaa looks up at him, her lower lip quivering a bit "one did try to warn you Master" *whispers* "though apparently a beast can dance better than she sings... er... much better Master?" *the squeak coming back as she tries to recover
Callidus Laron looks down at her unable any further to hold back his mirth. He threw his head back and laughed loudly. "Well, thank you for your service girl. You may tell your Master that you served well today and mention that you sang." he nods with pleasure at her then hearing the yelling, he turns around to see if the situation as under control
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