[url=https://www.iwakuroleplay.com/threads/irihis-character-index.211268/post-4457035]Miiya Aether[/url]

Miiya released the patron from her friendly [s]choke hold[/s] grip and straightened up, opening a little space between herself and the man, in case he should decide he wanted to take physical umbrage. [color=cyan] “Hey, thanks for the tip, buddy!”[/color] The birdgirl had the feeling that the secrets flying around the drearier of the tavern’s occupants weren’t exactly the kind that got silenced with a dirk between the ribs, but it never hurt to be on guard, so that was how she’d stay as she sauntered back to her place beside Juniper. 

Miiya gave Shiki’s proffered hand a squeeze and a shake as she returned to her seat. She tried not to direct the bit of sideeye she was feeling at the barfly. [i] Is this drunkard actually gonna be of any use?[/i] she wondered.  

Even a stumblebum could stop an arrow or make convenient monster bait in a pinch, she guessed, releasing Shiki’s hand and turning to Juniper. [color=cyan] “Great! Well then, Juniper, yew’ve got yerself the services of Miiya’s AirCav. I’ve been looking to do some good deeds--and get paid for ‘em.”[/color] She smiled at the beastkin before directing her attention to Netzir. [color=cyan] “Also known as ‘honest work’, [u]yew[/u] might wanna try it sometime, magic man!”[/color] she razzed the mage.

Miiya’s tone wasn’t exactly kind, but neither was it vicious, angry, or dark like the attitude of the bartender and many of the others in the tavern. The smirk she directed at Netzir had a challenge in it. Foxy Loxy had got her attention with his showy parlor tricks. Even if he wasn’t the most friendly conversationalist, Miiya counted him among the more interesting of the bar’s patrons, and now it looked like they were going on a guild mission together. [color=cyan] “So, yer magic good for anything besides interior decorating?”[/color] she asked. 

[color=cyan] “As for me,”[/color] Miiya directed her words mostly to Juniper, but included the group in general. [color=cyan] “I’m an airborne cavalry scout; I can do reconnaissance and I can fight. [/color] She asserted. 

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Miiya went on to give them the details of the simple semaphore that she used to communicate with grounders when on the wing. She taught them the arm gestures for bogey (unknown), bandit (potential threat), and hostile (active threat), the o’clock positions, and how she signalled units of distance. 

[color=cyan] “If yew get in trouble, Juniper, yew can call me down to help, like this:”[/color] Miiya raised her arms straight up and then lowered them to her sides. [color=cyan] “And this is ‘wave off’--I’ll climb back up to recon altitude.”[/color] Miiya stuck her hands out to her sides and then raised them straight up. [color] “I can’t lift yew out of harm’s way, so don’t ask.”[/color] she grinned ruefully. [color=cyan] “I’m a pretty strong flyer, but I’m not a roc or a dragon.” [/color]

Miiya had been all smiles up until this point, but now she grew serious. [color=cyan] “If yer in real trouble, yew can call for an airstrike.”[/color] Miiya crossed her arms over her head and then lowered her right arm. She thought briefly about pointing at Nexir, but Miiya’s ranged attack was not something she joked about, so--instead--she pointed to the fireplace, repeating the gesture twice. [color=cyan] “Signal twice. Don’t call for it unless yer absolutely sure yew want the target dead. I can only do one strike during a fight, but it’s usually lethal.”[/color]
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When Miiya finished describing how her talents could be utilized, she waited to see if any of the others wanted to share their own abilities, strengths, or weaknesses. While she’d directly asked Netzir, the birdgirl was also interested in what the insectoid woman, human, and their caninoid leader brought to the table. 

[i] At least, I assume she’s leading us.[/i] Miiya looked to Juniper to see if the fresh-faced adventurer had any plans she wanted to share. It sounded like they were going to investigate the South Road, but Miiya hoped they weren’t planning on rushing out into the stormy evening. She’d been flying most of the day and was bushed. Further; the weather and darkness were going to keep her grounded if they set out right now.