They get more "comfortable"

"Wow Ayve, you're really getting into this aren't you?" Sarah mumbled, somewhat churlish at her over-excited friend.

A slight familiar tingle vibrated in Sarah's mental periphery.

Ignoring how rude Sarah was being by breaking character constantly Ayverice continued her performance.

"Please, I've been searching all over town for work! No one will hire a girl like me! You're my last chance!" She said, frantic with un-trained bravado.

"Uhh… well.." Sarah waffled, biting her lip, trying to decide what she should say to this "destitute".

"I guess.. do you know anything about this.. job?" She asked somewhat unsure of her own question despite how obvious it was.

Anne sat cross-legged in her gaming chair, eyes fixed on the pixelated image of the character she was attempting to portray. The image gave very little to go off of. Only vaguely shaped like a buxom wench, the random character generation having given her blonde hair with clothes that were attempting to be provocative despite how squashed the character looked.

"No, I'm sorry mistress but I've never done anything like this." She said sadly, trying her best to continue to show how completely hopeless this poor girl felt.

Anne smirked. While the character on the screen may have no familiarity with selling one's body, she knew first hand.

"But please! I'm eager to learn! Excited even!" She tried to inject as much hope into her quavering voice as possible.

"Besides, people tell me I'm pretty all the time!"

Sarah was growing ever more on edge with how much Ayverice seemed to be enjoying this odd situation they'd placed themselves in.

Nervous, she absently began to fiddle with the intricate box on her desk. The lid flipped up when she hit the latch and she stared down at the other ring there.

"If you want I could dance for you? I learned some things from the other girls in the village. Please just give me a chance!"

Usually Ayverice would be chiding Sarah right now for not paying attention and the break from character was making Sarah feel even more uncomfortable.

She picked up the silver ring and placed it on her right middle finger, admiring the way it contrasted with the other.

"Here, I have an idea." Ayverice finally said in her own no-nonsense way.

*Bleup*

Curious, Sarah opened the server call to see what had happened. What she was met with was a wide shot of a thinly-framed girl with blue hair sitting in a gaming chair.

"Oh!" Sarah said.

"Yo!" The girl looked into the camera, her pierced nose wrinkling with a wry smile.

"Now we can actually do this!" Her voice sounded satisfied.

The most startling thing about the video wasn't the girl who, despite playing with her for years now, she had never seen in person. It was actually just how dam crisp the quality was. "That has to be like an actual camera or something" she mumbled suspiciously.

"Unless you don't want to continue now?" Ayverice stood from her chair, pushing out one slim but still visible hip to the side, her hand resting there as she stared down at the camera confidently.

That odd sensation rippled subtly yet again but Sarah paid it no mind.

Of course Sarah wanted to continue, they were just getting started!