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Izzy crouched near the corner of the hallway, one shoulder pressed lightly against the cool stone wall. For once, she actually remained quiet.
Golden eyes peeked around the corner just in time to watch Aren slip toward the unsuspecting guards. A grin slowly spread across her face. The wink from earlier certainly wasn't helping matters. She unscrewed her flask and took a slow drink, watching as the young thief moved into position.

When Miyu suddenly hissed something about keeping the spears intact, her eyes flicked toward him. A blink. Then another, and her brow furrowed. She Leaned slightly closer, and whispered back.

[color=#F8DE7E]"Y'know, ah've learned et's generally considered rude tae ask a man about his spear."[/color]

The corners of her mouth twitched.

[color=#F8DE7E]"Especially a'fore buyin' 'im dinner."[/color] There was a pause.

[color=#F8DE7E]"Though judgin' by th' look o' ye, ah suppose flowers an' a nice bottle might work too."[/color] She bit down on a laugh before it could escape.

Then her attention shifted back toward Aren. The pirate's grin widened as she watched him tap the guard's shoulder. [color=#F8DE7E]"Oh, this oughta be good..."[/color] She murmured under her breath, settling in to enjoy the show.

Izzy watched Aren immediately punch him square in the face. A silent wheeze escaped her.

[color=#F8DE7E]"Pffft!!"[/color] The sound barely escaped. [color=#F8DE7E]"Subtle as a fochin' cannon..."[/color] She whispered. Still, it worked. Her eyes drifted back toward Marrion just in time to watch the strange woman launch herself from the wall like some sort of nightmare creature. Izzy's grin somehow widened.

[color=#F8DE7E]"Well..."[/color] She murmured quietly to herself. 

[color=#F8DE7E]"Et esn'tha craziest crew Ah've worked weth. Least there's no clowns."[/color]