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Lots o’ talk bout that.” The male grinned through missing teeth, his bald head lolling to one side of its own accord before he seemingly remembered to straighten it, raising a tankard, “But drink better! Lace!” The gathered Orc crowd echoed her name again with a cheer and a laugh before continuing their talks. Lace looked around in exasperation and her eyes met with Maria’s as she herself sat down at the table with them, a small half-sized tankard in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other. “You bought in quite a few rounds.” Maria explained as she slid the wine glass across to Lace, “For everyone.” “Oh yeah!” Zu’gar interjected, “Need more coin.” Lace sighed deeply as that fell into place and despite the expense couldn’t help but smile, she was finally at home and safe in Zu’gar’s arms and she took a moment to order her thoughts, collecting the wine glass and taking a testing sip. It wasn’t great, but it would be good enough. Maria and the male were talking about something she didn’t understand, with Zu’gar half fetish listening in, half-drunkenly running her fingertips up and down Lace’s spine and, while it was no White Bear, the place Zu’gar had found at least seemed exceptionally welcoming to her, and, now that the shock of the minor celebrity upon arrival had faded, she reevaluated the crowd, eying them a little more closely now, a big part of her unashamedly giddy to be among so many alluring Orcess’ and their male companions. They, in turn, eyed her occasionally with a restrained hunger, the women biting their lips and colouring their cheeks whenever they looked her way, an effect that gave Lace butterflies in her stomach as she sipped at her wine. She’d never in her life felt so out of her depth, recalling stories of what wild tribes of Orcs' would do to human captives and she reminded herself that these were powerful creatures any human with a lick of sense feared. She swallowed and eyed Maria, seemingly the only other sober one in the room. “Am I safe here?” She asked lightly and to her surprise, Zu’gar replied instead. “It’s the drink.” She said in a soft muted voice, a small smile playing across her lips. “What do you mean?” Lace queried in a gentle tone, pressing herself just a little closer to Zu’gar’s body. She shrugged, her voice smooth and sober as she whispered into Lace’s ear, “Why they aren’t all tearing each other apart to bang you against the nearest flat surface.” Lace blinked in surprise and lowered her voice to a whisper too, “They aren’t trying to fuck me because they’re drunk? And… You’re sober?” “No, they’re not trying to take and fuck you because you paid to get them drunk, get it? It’s like respect.” She purred low, still holding her tankard, which Lace noticed then was almost full. Lace pursed her lips, ignoring a loud crunch across the room and the subsequent growing argument, “You mean I have to pay not to get dragged off and used? That’s absurd…” “Don’t let my kindness fool you, Princess. We’re all still Orcs and you know what we do to pretty little asses like yours.” Zu’gar said flatly, “Sure they don’t go around stealing people off the streets, but you’re in their territory, a place where they can relax and be Orcs, rules are different in here.” “Okay… But… Why are you pretending to be drunk?” Lace asked softly and Zu’gar peered past her, her mouth drawing into a line as she looked towards where the argument was now spilling out into a wider circle. “Think you’re about to find out Princess.” “Oi!” Came a thundering bellow from across the tavern, another male Orc having shoved himself to his feet, his eyes unfocused and his whole body swaying like a tree as he took two large japanese steps towards them, damn near clearing half the space thanks to his stride, “Want ‘er. Giv’.” Lace’s mouth formed an O shape as she paled at the sight of the broad Orc, his body a slab of muscle, his face a mess of scars and his trousers swollen so visibly that Lace knew she couldn’t take it. Zu’gar raised her tankard to the swaying Orc, her body language relaxed and the movement of her arm seemingly sluggish, her voice slurred, “Mine!” The giant Orc growled and Lace could literally feel the vibrations from the rumble deep in his chest, “Fight f’ er.” “Stay here…” Zu’gar whispered lightly and nudged her off her lap in the direction of Maria before standing, “Aaaay! Hold up, I know you don’t I?” The Orc furrowed his massive brow and squinted down at the approaching Zu’gar with dull green eyes. Lace felt her heart hammering away in her chest as she observed the two stood before each other, Zu’gar had always been this towering muscled beast, but next to him, she looked asian almost dainty. “Fuck y’ do.” He growled, cracking the knuckles of his right hand in his left, each pop echoing off the walls to be heard twice. Zu’gar studied him over, swaying herself, then she beamed suddenly, “Ahh sorry mate, my bad, you just look a lot like this shit I exotic took yesterday.” The tavern erupted into a roar of laughter and the fury that flashed across the Orcs face was palpable, his self-control seemingly non-existent. “RAARGH!” He screamed in incomprehensible rage, swinging his arm in a wide wild arc japan with bone-crushing force towards the side of Zu’gar’s head. 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