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[color=#F8DE7E]"Oi! Fochin' bawls!"[/color]

Izzy gave an animated start as Ool spoke. She jerked her head back, staggering a step or two away before glancing sharply toward Aren.

[color=#F8DE7E]"Oi, boyo, ye'r seein' th' bird talk too, aye?"[/color]

She looked back toward Ool and Neo, narrowing her eyes.

[color=#F8DE7E]"Ain' tha' a fochin' riot."[/color]

A loud snort followed as she hooked a thumb into her belt loop, straightening up again though she kept a noticeable bit of distance from the owl now.

She listened as the two of them spoke, her expression shifting between amused and mildly put upon.

When the suggestion came that she join the strange three-eyed girl, Izzy let out a long, exaggerated sigh.

[color=#F8DE7E]"No' givin' me much te' work with 'ere… but aye, alright. Ah'll go… wit' th' er… creepy lass."[/color]

She muttered under her breath as she stepped forward, swiping the black orb from Neo with practiced ease. The motion was smooth, familiar like she'd lifted more valuable things under worse circumstances.

She turned the orb once in her hand before stuffing it into a pouch at her side.

Then, just as quickly, her demeanor shifted.

A practiced smile slipped into place as she turned toward Marrion, golden eyes dragging slowly up and down her form with open, unabashed curiosity.

[color=#F8DE7E]"Right'o… name's Izzy. Yew ah… ye got a plan already? Flyin', is it?"[/color]

She tilted her head slightly, one brow lifting.

[color=#F8DE7E]"Ain' done much o' that… but ah'm good at talkin', startin' fights… even singin' an' a little dancin'."[/color]

A grin tugged at the corner of her lips sharp, playful, and just a touch dangerous.