[hr][sub][center][@Achronum] [@Trainerblue192] [@Bounce][/center][/sub][hr]

Kikipu pursed her lips, rolling her eyes as she tried to think. She didn't seem to appreciate River's comment, though she would hold back any retort she would have had as Kajin dealt out justice on her behalf. There was something of a fond smile on her face, watching the interaction with unbridled amusement. The two lalafel were much livelier than the poor padjal, and she seemed to take pity on him as she sighed.

[color=yellow]"Tillman over there--the guy that [i]apparently[/i] rented out that bodyworkin' cat--would have seen him last since he tends to deal with the goods directly. He would've inspected everything before giving the okay to sell,"[/color] She gestured over to the building opposite of them before looking up at the horned humanoid. [color=yellow]"What troubles you?"[/color]

[hr][sub][center][@Obscene Symphony] [@Amalyra][/center][/sub][hr]

A grumpy Tillman and his mate continued to exchange glares, although Tillman tried to wave him away once or twice. Finally, the wordless argument seemed to cease, his companion choosing not to hover and instead deciding to throw J'torha one last look before occupying himself at the bookshelf. Tillman himself sat down at the desk nearby, giving J'torha a dark look.

[color=yellow]"Had your fun? Or are you still planning to make a bigger fool of me?"[/color] He asked him, unamused with the scene that was caused.

Outside, Lyveva caught up with A'lythana, slinging a rucksack across her back as she looked around. Her look softened as she watched everyone converse before turning her attention to the miqo'te. [color=fff79a]"Hehe, glad to see everyone taking this so seriously! We might just regain our bearings sooner than later!"[/color] She said, running a hair through her bangs. [color=fff79a]"How about you? Any luck on your end?"[/color]

[hr][sub][center][@EvictedElement][@Alfhedil][/center][/sub][hr]

The hyur paused, thinking carefully as he mulled over the description Isabella gave him. [color=yellow]"Otkar...can't say I've met the man, but I think I know who you're talking about,"[/color] He spoke slowly, snapping his fingers as he thought of who she was talking about. [color=yellow]"He usually comes by boat, but I think I saw him when he came to drop by what he wanted to sell."[/color]

He motioned for Isabella to come closer, lowering his voice. [color=yellow]"Most around here go by a 'don't ask, don't tell' creed, but I'll be honest, his character was mighty questionable,"[/color] He admitted. [color=yellow]"Don't judge a book by its cover, but that cover basically screamed 'suspicious as all hells'."[/color]

Straightening up, he looked towards the bazaar. [color=yellow]"There's this persistent rumor about a up-and-rising group of thieves doing some real shady shit,"[/color] He said. [color=yellow]"Some...'merchants'? Can't remember. But dressing up as an Immortal Flames soldier seems right up their alley.[/color]

Meanwhile, the handler was having a difficult time trying to corral the pair of chocobos. The two seemed awfully mischievous today, pretending to be compliant until the attention was off them and scurrying about. At X'gihl's approach, he whipped his head around, eyes wide.

[color=yellow]"Ah, they're good birds, I swear!"[/color] The panicked response came out, calming down when he realized he didn't recognize the miqo'te. [color=yellow]"Sorry, thought I was in for a scolding! A-Actually, maybe a scratch with this one would help,"[/color] He sheepishly apologized, the chocobo currently in his reach letting out a chirp of glee. [color=yellow]"They're feeling more playful than usual! Which, given I've only one last trip, is alright, but...I just need them to behave a little longer!"[/color]

[hr][sub][center][@The Irish Tree][/center][/sub][hr]

The pair of Brass Blades standing nearby had apparently enjoyed the show, muttering to one another and passing commentary before noticing Theodore's approach. They were almost completely at ease, in uniform but obviously more slack than the ones usually stationed in Ul'dah.

[color=yellow]"...that's what happens when you try to swindle a cat,"[/color] The Hyur of the pair chuckled. [color=yellow]"Can't blame the bloke, been itching to try one out for myself, but the female variety tends to be a little more slippery."[/color]

[color=yellow]"The Wood Wailers are more experienced in catching those,"[/color] The other, a Highlander, mused.

[hr][sub][center][@Valor][/center][/sub][hr]

Suki carried Rika in her arms as she looked around the rest of the ward. Its size wasn't terribly huge, but considering how crafty the children were, it was difficult to know where to start. Rika let out a quiet, muffled whine, practically burying her face in her mother's shoulder, though hesitantly curious eyes did occasionally glance up at Byssu. Suki'a seemed more grumpy than anything, arms crossed tightly as he let out a huff once in a while, though he offered no help and hovered near his mother.

[color=228B22]"Honestly...where could those two be hiding?"[/color] Suki seemed exasperated. The sound of a slight whimper caused her ear to twitch, Rika looking up and letting out a gasp. Her jaw dropped as she followed Rika's gaze to the roof. [color=228B22]"By the gods! Nikulas! Is that you up there?!"[/color]

A young boy slowly got to his feet, now in full view. A young hyur with dark, messy hair and a pair of serious-looking blue eyes inspected the small group, unimpressed as he watched Suki'a shrug at him. [color=B22222]"Foiled, were we?"[/color] He sighed.

[color=228B22]"Nikulas!"[/color] Suki's voice was sharp. [color=228B22]"What in the world are you doing up there?!"[/color]

Nikulas crossed his arms for a moment, though he dropped them as he hung his head in defeat. [color=B22222]"...I can't get down,"[/color] He admitted sheepishly.

[hr][hr]