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[color=8a0303][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[color=8a0303][b]Location:[/b][/color] Port Vanarosa
[color=8a0303][b]Mention(s):[/b][/color] Tanithil [@Lava Alckon], Ismael [@Th3King0fChaos]
[color=8a0303][b]Interaction(s):[/b][/color] Captain Drosis [@Blizz], Amisra [@Tae]
[hider=Equipment] Two [url=https://i.imgur.com/2JKnP1O.png]short swords[/url], two (concealed) [url=https://i.imgur.com/25iypLP.jpg]daggers[/url], two [url=https://i.imgur.com/7wXI3ik.jpg]pistols[/url], 405 amas.[/hider]
[/cell][/row][/table][indent][color=af002a]“Yeah, I know.”[/color] Arlen smiled softly, and returned the hand-squeeze as they made their way to The Seagull. Once there, both took their seats, and listened to what the captain had to say. 

Arlen just nodded at what Captain Drosis said, seeing no issues with it. He drummed his leg as he listened to the conversation, feeling restless. [color=af002a]“Spot guards acting unusual, got it,”[/color] he summarized. At Amisra’s question, he turned a questioning look on her. [color=af002a]“Yup, ‘course, I am.”[/color]

He made to get up, leaning his hand on the table, but something occurred to him just then. [color=af002a]“Uh, maybe we shouldn’t be saying what Ismael [i]is[/i] though?”[/color] He was genuinely confused why they were saying out loud anything about a human. Even if only their mates were around, and it didn’t look like anyone was listening in. [color=af002a]“Seems like a bad habit if we don’t wanna be the ones to give it up,”[/color] he commented with a wry smile.

He then settled back down, and hung around for a drink or two. [color=af002a]“Think [i]he[/i] could suspect sumthin’ without getting the word from us?”[/color] There was no need to say who ‘he’ was. The particular emphasis on it made it clear Arlen was referring to the so-called king of Avalia. 

He’d thought so far the deal was not saying anything on their end, and making sure each group’s human didn’t stick out badly enough to arise suspicion. But if the other side could figure something’s up without that? It’d be a different sort of mission entirely. He hoped not, because secrecy was their best advantage…for now.

[color=af002a]“Well, either way, we’ll be on the lookout,”[/color] he met Amisra’s gaze, nonverbally acknowledging and returning the trusting consideration. 

[color=af002a]“Speaking of…”[/color] he stood up and stretched. [color=af002a]“Should we check up on those two already?”[/color] He walked to Amisra, and laid his hands on her shoulders. Noticing the tension – which was the usual for her when she got serious – he gave her an impromptu shoulder rub.

[color=af002a]“Or take a walk ‘round the city, see if anything unusual’s happenin’?”[/color] He let her make the call, though obviously, if the captain had a say, they’d do that. While waiting for the answer, his fingers dug into the princess’ shoulders, doing some work to relieve that stress. Expertly, he found any muscle knots, and with careful yet accurate application of pressure, undid them. Being a wonderful masseuse was just one of many skills in his arsenal.

Amisra probably wouldn’t let him do it for long, what with being so gung-ho about any tasks, missions, and work in general. Still, even a little could help.

[hider=TLDR]Agrees to the captain's task, has some input about 'human' being the forbidden word, gives Amisra a shoulder-rub.[/hider][/indent][/color]