Miho sat behind the Sin's front desk, in case any stragglers came in looking for a quickie before dawn and the close of business hours. She was engaged in her version of a phone conversation: Gail talked. Miho listened. Some things were too fast-moving for letters. Miho twirled the phone cord around her fingers and mused that from the ( Read more... )

Miho sat in the Sin's kitchen with her feet propped up on the table, munching happily on the brownies she'd stashed here before she went up to the school for her workshop. She'd baked them herself, and they were pretty good, if she did say so. Except she didn't say so because, duh, nonverbal. If anyone else came in, she might give them a brownie ( Read more... )

Well, everyone and their brother's doing it...

Hi. If you're an Archery student, you really need to read this, and yes, I suck and blow concurrently for not getting it up before the first workshop.

If you want to know about Miho, read it too.

( Attendance )

A serene Miho sat on the roof of the Sin, perfectly visible if one knew where to look, and watched. From here, she could see all around. In particular, she could see if any pirates made good on their promises of pie.

Miho sat in the Sin's kitchen, the back door unlocked across from her, reading the paper and eating breakfast. Which was not pie. In fact, it was eggs and bacon and toast. Buttery toast. But Miho didn't wiggle her fingers because she didn't know Bridge.

Notes found some time Monday, stealthily dropped on the beds of Belthazor, Edward Elric, Isabel Evans, Janet Fraiser, Molly Hayes, Gwynn Hood, Kinomoto Sakura, Conner McKnight, M. Parker, Sakurazaki Setsuna, Buffy Summers, Dawn Summers, Alanna Trebond, Dean Winchester, and Sam Winchester:

Archery is in the Danger Shop, in case you did not know. ( Read more... )

After tormenting GOB, Miho went back up to her room, where she was greeted by five weetiny bunnies. The bunnies peered up at her, then hopped over to hug her ankle.

Miho might have made a tiny 'squee' sound. Maybe. But she'd never admit it, even under torture.

She wondered what weetiny bunnies ate. Did they like pie?

Miho woke up. Today was her birthday, as the whores were well aware. It was also April Fool's Day. Last year, one of the other Old Town girls had tried to play a prank on Miho. This had been a mistake she had regretted immensely ( Read more... )

Miho was bored again. That happened a lot in this town. The johns tended to take one look at her and mind their manners, and there were a lot fewer mobsters to slice than back home ( Read more... )

Miho opened the kitchen door and stepped inside. Once again the mob had been reminded not to mess with the girls of Old Town, and she'd had quite a bit of fun in the process. Dwight had been making out with Gail when she decided her work there was done and started home, so hopefully she wouldn't be getting any more letters asking her to off him ( Read more... )