[The warnings in the topic may not show up, but are very likely to depending on how this goes. Also, as another note, all mentions of abuse will most likely be in the past only.]
It had been very difficult to find a proper outfit for Ajor to wear to Jawan. Mein, the newest addition to the household, insisted on having some special kind of fish that she claimed would be the best fertilizer for her plants. And she also insisted that it had to be as fresh as possible. Despite Huul pointing out that the time it took for them to bring the fish back would probably end up outweighing any advantage of getting it fresh, she had insisted strongly, and Ajor had been perfectly willing to capitulate. Neither her maid outfit nor her shirt-and-skirt combo were quite proper wear for the sea breeze, so she was now wearing one of Langlin's old outfits. The amulet around her neck now stood out quite distinctly, and Huul was worrying about what, exactly, would happen if someone brushed against it. Sure, Ajor looked perfectly human now, a lovely, curvy female with long black hair and baby blue eyes, but that only intensified his worries. Ajor, however, didn't care.
"Ajor," he hissed angrily. "Don't dawdle, and stay by me." She had been peering curiously at the various stalls they were passing, but he was headed for one closer to the shoreline. If Mein wanted the best, he might as well go the whole way.
'So-rry, Huul," she replied, quickening her pace to walk alongside him. He sighed. Hopefully they would be able to get all this done without incident.
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