Orchid Espere (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
petal_storm) wrote2019-03-12 02:27 pm
petal_storm) wrote2019-03-12 02:27 pm
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Who: Orchid, Any
When: Several years in the future in a baaaad dystopia but not quite as bad as some.
What: Medical debt is a killer.
Some days living was a pain.
Hell, most days honestly, especially when you were delicate. She was in hospitals more than out as far back as she could remember and eventually, like most longer term need people, debt got to a point there was no way for her family to pay it back. Her father had been lost when his plane went down on a mission out of states, and the nannies she'd been left with, well...
...they found employment elsewhere when the 'care' fund was drained due to medical.
She hit eighteen somehow which meant her debt officially went on the market, and, well, a lot of businesses ran on debt contracts.
Luckily she was...interesting. Visual appeal, much less textural, meant higher end places were willing to take on her whole debt instead of several having to group together, and that was how she ended up a headliner at 'Rarity', one of the more exclusive gentlemen's clubs. They didn't ave a cover charge, they didn't sell nickel peeps, no. Rarity had a yearly membership fee that was terrifyingly high and tips were more in the high end jewelry and vehicles range than bills in stockings.
She was lucky she supposed; it was high end enough her rooms met her needs and she spent less time in the hospital but...
...just like those in lower clubs they had a high drug use and burn out rate. How not?
Drugs were cheaper than medical care honestly.
"Ilya I told you not to let anyone slip you things," Orchid sighed, petting the poor girl's hair as she rested her head on the bar. They were were a twenty four hour business but they closed every six hours for a few hours to let people rest and the like.
"Didn't..." Ilya whimpered softly. "I don't know when, or how..." But she was drugged, her friend Orchid was like a living drug test, if she wasn't drugged Orchid would be touching her skin instead of her hair.
"Water," Orchid winced, "I'm sorry. I'll check your clothing and makeup, that's the last things that were delivered to you right? How close are you to debt free?"
"Two weeks," she sobbed softly. "I was doing so well..."
Damn it all. Orchid patted her hair again, "I'm sorry. I won't send you to the hospital, nor will the bartenders okay? You just have to fake it if the boss comes in while I'm gone okay?"Please?
"Try," she agreed, shivering. God she felt nauseous and numb now...
When: Several years in the future in a baaaad dystopia but not quite as bad as some.
What: Medical debt is a killer.
Some days living was a pain.
Hell, most days honestly, especially when you were delicate. She was in hospitals more than out as far back as she could remember and eventually, like most longer term need people, debt got to a point there was no way for her family to pay it back. Her father had been lost when his plane went down on a mission out of states, and the nannies she'd been left with, well...
...they found employment elsewhere when the 'care' fund was drained due to medical.
She hit eighteen somehow which meant her debt officially went on the market, and, well, a lot of businesses ran on debt contracts.
Luckily she was...interesting. Visual appeal, much less textural, meant higher end places were willing to take on her whole debt instead of several having to group together, and that was how she ended up a headliner at 'Rarity', one of the more exclusive gentlemen's clubs. They didn't ave a cover charge, they didn't sell nickel peeps, no. Rarity had a yearly membership fee that was terrifyingly high and tips were more in the high end jewelry and vehicles range than bills in stockings.
She was lucky she supposed; it was high end enough her rooms met her needs and she spent less time in the hospital but...
...just like those in lower clubs they had a high drug use and burn out rate. How not?
Drugs were cheaper than medical care honestly.
"Ilya I told you not to let anyone slip you things," Orchid sighed, petting the poor girl's hair as she rested her head on the bar. They were were a twenty four hour business but they closed every six hours for a few hours to let people rest and the like.
"Didn't..." Ilya whimpered softly. "I don't know when, or how..." But she was drugged, her friend Orchid was like a living drug test, if she wasn't drugged Orchid would be touching her skin instead of her hair.
"Water," Orchid winced, "I'm sorry. I'll check your clothing and makeup, that's the last things that were delivered to you right? How close are you to debt free?"
"Two weeks," she sobbed softly. "I was doing so well..."
Damn it all. Orchid patted her hair again, "I'm sorry. I won't send you to the hospital, nor will the bartenders okay? You just have to fake it if the boss comes in while I'm gone okay?"Please?
"Try," she agreed, shivering. God she felt nauseous and numb now...
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"No," He noted in a tone that didn't even feel like his own voice. "I spent it investigating why Orchid has scars on her uterus. And I found out its because when we were brought here she was pregnant with our twins and you had them aborted."
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"Don't try and deny it." He noted. "I hacked into your systems and there's voice and video messages of you ordering them and records."
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"And its very illegal to do what you did." He noted. "And for that, you die."
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"Yes." He noted tasing the shit out of him.
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That was the idea yes. He took the gun and hit him over the head with it.
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::I'm trying...:: he winced.
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::Okay.:: He nodded picking up the gun and pointing it at him.
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::… alright.::
"We ready to go in?" Zombi asked.
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"Mmmhmmm, wait a second...that's a lockdown," Reggoe blinked as shutters and doors slammed close.
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"Shit!" he growled.
Well Jaeger had left the gun out of it and gone with an air bubble in the artery in an already fresh track mark from his own drug habit. He was back in Orchid's room before the alarms went off having cleaned the room of his prints and scrubbing the security feed.
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Orchid...tucked her nose in Jaeger's neck and just shook for...several long moments. Then she sighed and scrubbed a hand across her face, "we need to move customers..."
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"Dammit yes." He sighed.
Jaeger nodded. "Yeah."
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* * *
Orchid kissed him deeply before sighing, "you start in east corridor, I'll start in west? Get clients to main room."
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"He's already here I think. I can smell him."
Jaeger nodded and started off rather numbly.
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She...didn't expect him not to be numb, no, just...acting enough to not get hauled out on murder charges. Please?
Clients were...not happy to get stuck in the main hall no.
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"Mmmhm." he nodded going to go get him.
He didn't really give a shit. Nope.
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No, and the clients could bitch and moan out with the bartenders, everyone else was following protocol by retreating to rooms and locking down back halls to await police, yes.
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