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Camille · **07-15-2010, 11:45 PM**

Ryelle shrank back against the window at the sight of the highlander, disgust and fury flickering across her face. Turning away, she regained a composed frown and edged to the corner. She kept the window in the periphery of her view but eyed the exit. She seemed to relax slightly when he mentioned the liquid would knock the wounded man out. She moved alittle further from teh highlander and watched Doc work.

"You're certain he'll remain unconcious?" She murmured, before clearing her throat and repeating it more clearly. "It would be rather unfortunate if he set another building on fire."

Renaise · **07-16-2010, 06:12 AM**

Doc tilted his head and looked at Ryelle curiously. "Quite sure, a whole day at least, possibly a little longer. However I doubt our wounded friend here has the energy or the ability to start a conversation in the state he is in, let alone another fire. We could have a couple of the crew here stand at the ready with several large buckets of iced water just in case." Doc chuckled and smiled warmly. "No need to worry, I'm usually sure what I am doing." Doc said with a sense of reassurance in his voice before getting back to work.

GaelicWarlord · **07-16-2010, 10:12 AM**

Eye's the bottle as it is taken away from him and glares at the Doc with Mock agrivation. "Oh, tha's cruel......" He glances at the other bottle much more warily this time around and lifts it to his nostrils before taking a swig, and swishing the substance around in his mouth. His eyes land upon Ryelle and winks with an ornery smile. "Who's tha' pretty?"

Tyriont · **07-16-2010, 11:02 AM**

Croix watched the events unfold with mild curiosity. He had a feeling that the old man working on the patient was telling the truth when he said he knew what he was doing, though he seemed to have a twisted sense of humor. Hana and Tera had finished their preparations and were crouching next to Doc, bundles of clean, steamed linen torn into strips to be used as bandages. His mind was racing...Val had certainly brought them something interesting if the man really was involved with One-Eye...the story made sense, Croix did vaguely recall seeing someone looking like this man during the brawl. One-Eye...he'd been a problem for the crew for quite some time now. Very much the opposite viewpoint to their own group, that man was rumored to rule his criminal empire with an iron fist, thinking nothing of employing blackmail and exploiting innocents. If this man would be able to provide some sort of information that would help against One-Eye's lot he would be useful indeed. His attention was caught by Val's inquiry and he noticed Ryelle glancing towards the exit.

"Her name is Ryelle. She was caught up in the blaze as well, helped me get out. Some kind of trader, evidently. We brought her here until things died down. Don't worry, Ryelle" he smiled kindly at her "he won't be able to start anything with us here. Besides...from what Val says, it sounds like he's got some trouble with One-Eye. As they say, the enemy of my enemy...he could prove useful to us. Regardless though, once the Doc here is done with him we'll make sure he's well restrained. We'll have quite the amount of questions for him..." His attention turned back to the nodachi resting against the wall. "Fascinating...this isn't a weapon that would be carried by some random thug. Whatever this man's issue with One-Eye is, he's got resources. You said One-Eye's brother is dead? Killed by this one?"

Camille · **07-16-2010, 11:17 AM**

"Representative and... nevermind..." Ryelle's shrugged faintly and murmured, "Some sort of trader is fine. Though I'd be wary of making friends with every enemy of my enemy. The politics can get impressively complicated." She stopped watching the exit, arching a brow at Val before she returned her gaze to the window. "Do you often make a habit of tasting every medicine thrown your way?"

GaelicWarlord · **07-16-2010, 11:22 AM**

"Right infront of the entire Militia... Like I said... this man is either crazy, or has a bloody deathwish... I just don't get it... ifin' he wanted to kill one-eye, why'd he not run away?... Seems like a bloody waste of opportunity to just throw in the white flag, when it was almost certain they were gonna kill 'im... I'd like ta' give the bloke some bloody credit, cause he doesn't look like the usual village idiot... but uh... kinda stupid if ye' ask me."

Val takes another swig of the substance and looks over to Ryelle and nods curtly. "Pleasure ta' meet ya' miss." He shrugged at her words. "I won't lie... it's been a problem. But ey', it serves its uses. Ol' Croix here has me taste most of his food and drink in case of any assassination attempt." He smiles widely and rather stupidly. "Lucky for me, none of it has been poisoned yet... but don't tell him I'm swindlin him!" He says loudly smirking over at Croix.

Tyriont · **07-16-2010, 12:09 PM**

Wandering Lion laughed at Ryelle's words, moving over to slap her roughly on the back. "Ain't no need t'worry 'bout politics, lass! Jus' punch 'em in t'face, seems t'work ou' fer me!" He took another swig of rum and sat down on the floor next to her. Croix shot Val a wry grin.

"Quite. Of course, don't tell Val that I have Hana whip up special plates just for him that have...extra ingredients added." He crouched next to the wounded man and examined him intently. "Kills One-Eye's brother, then surrenders...just who are you?" He glanced up at Val. "Did anyone see you get him away? I imagine that One-Eye will be coming down in this poor sod with full force once things settle down a bit. Granted, he's in no position to be moved any time soon...but I'd rather avoid getting into a full scale war against him." From the corner, Chichiri gulped nervously.

"A...war? With One-Eye?" he shuddered. "Scary..." Epilleve moved over and ruffled the tiny pirate's hair playfully.

"Don't worry, Riri!" she beamed, trying to encourage him. "Val's, like, stealthy! Besides, even if anyone did see him then Croix and Ty will figure it out! You know how all crazy smart they are when they think together!" Her words were bouncy and enthusiastic, seeming quite out of place amongst the roughness of the rest of the crew. Chichiri smiled up at her somewhat weakly.

"I guess...I guess you're right. I'll try to be brave." He folded his arms and tried to look serious, resulting in an expression that looked more comical than intimidating.

Camille · **07-17-2010, 12:10 AM**

Ryelle staggered forward, catching herself on Felix's arm. She straightened and leaned back into her post. "Worrying over politics is part of the job." She lifted her left hand to her chin thoughtfully.

"I'd always assumed every pirate crew paid dues to One-Eye and the other underlords to avoid trouble, like the smaller corporations. I know we pay more than some to the Admiralty because of our Consortium's connections, but less since losing a place in the Syndicate..." She looked across at the highlander with a nod. "Your Captain sounded like the type to risk a skirmish to get him away personally for the heroics, rather than pay or pander. How long would you guess you have until trouble knocks at the door?"

Tyriont · **07-17-2010, 10:32 AM**

Felix nodded, unable to look straight at Ryelle but instead staring at his feet and blushing. "That's right, Miss. Not just the Captain though, none of us feel right bowing down to One-Eye, that we don't. Most of them pay dues to him, that's true...but there's those of us who won't submit so easily, no we won't. It's part of why we're still a smaller crew even after so many years. We've talked about openly opposing him before, trying to bring it down...but there's only so many of us. He has a lot of flunkies and most of us...we're not enough. We can hold our own on a raid, that we can, but we're seafarers by trade. A war against One-Eye would be fought in the city...that's not even considering how many innocent townsfolk would be killed during a fight." Felix shook his head sadly. "Truth is, most of us are pretty much on par with a run-of-the-mill adventurer...there's only the Talons of the Phoenix that'd be capable of doing much against him and even they'd be overwhelmed. That's the other reason we use this place...the outer wall is nigh-impossible to climb and the stairway is tall and narrow, so it's easy to defend, that it is."

Camille · **07-17-2010, 12:02 PM**

"I see." Ryelle frowned and stared out the window once more. "What about the highlander's friend? The one with the greataxe and black hood. He wasn't arrested and he's most likely still near the Bismarck, so he could probably be found without too much trouble. Perhaps he could explain why the patient seems to have something personal against One-Eye." Her eyes lit up suddenly and she brushed Wandering Lion's shoulder. "Is there a spyglass I could borrow?"

Renaise · **07-17-2010, 12:35 PM**

"Gah, you people and your talk of war. War is never a solution; it is an aggravation." Doc shook his head and grinned "The boy was right... again... I must look into that." Doc placed several vials back into his bag. "So... One-eye? Who is this One-eye character? He's not a Samurai by any chance? I've heard stories..."

GaelicWarlord · **07-17-2010, 07:29 PM**

Valthizar somehow managed to get ahold of a random apple, its whereabouts unknown, and takes a big chunk out of it, chewing loudly and talking with his mouth full. "One-Eye'shome big shhot from Ala Mihgo.... He, like most of their lot, came into this town looking for freelance work, and sold their swords to any cause that gott'im a wee bit o' gil." He managed to swallow what was in his mouth before continuing. "I'm sure yer' familiar with the tale of the invasion of Ala Mihgo, aye?... well anyway..." He takes another bite out of the apple. "He'sh a bit tougher than your average highlander.... and they're all pretty tough albeit, rarely do you ever run into one. He's been around for about since the fall of the old city... and slowly, he's climbed, killed, bribed, slaughtered, bought, stolen, his way to the very top of the food chain 'ere in Limsa. At first, you can expect, a good lot of the other syndicates and locals tried to resist 'im. Most don't nowadays simply because... well... he's killed most o' tha shit-stirrers that were about. Everyone else is scared... and there are those of us... who stay out of his shadow, by remaining in other shadows." He raised a brow about the 'friend' she mentioned. "Friend, eh?... sounds like a good enough lead ta' me... reasonable to think though, if this fella and One-Eye are both from Migho... likely it wasn't no random killin'... but uh... I may jus' be statin' the obvious 'ere."

He slaps the big rogaedyn on the shoulders with a grin. "But like ya' all've told me a'fore... best ta' leave the thinkin' bit to yuns."

Camille · **07-18-2010, 11:44 PM**

"That has to be them... There's no other Brigantine near the port." Ryelle cupped her hands around her eyes and pressed them to the glass, not bothering to wait for the spyglass. She chewed her lip, narrowing he eyes as she stared at the double masted ship which was slowly sailing into port. She glanced at the expanse between the dock and their hideout as she leaned away from the glass. I've no idea how to get from here to there... It'd be insane to try to find my way alone in the dark. With the highlander here and the extra guards about Reinard will be reluctant to go until it's much later or possibly tomorrow.

She gave the maze of streets another look over and a tiny grin crept over her face. She ruffled her hair in a frustrated manner, letting it cascade around her face, then blinked a few times rapidly. Frowning faintly at her reflection, she chewed her lower lip a little harder till it turned a bright red. She let her shoulders weigh in a worried manner and then turned to Felix. Reaching out, she cupped one of his hands between hers and pulled him close.

"Felix, I need to get to the docks to greet a specific ship. It will anchor shortly and it's very important that I be there, but I've no idea how to reach it on my own. It's so dark out and I know I'd get hopelessly lost or worse," Ryelle said softly. "Would you please guide me there, perhaps with another of the crew for a safe escort?" She looked at him hopefully, her wide blue eyes sparkling.

Tyriont · **07-19-2010, 11:33 AM**

Felix blushed as he felt Ryelle's eyes on him, the youth unsure of how to relax. She had his hand clasped tightly and he was fighting the conflicting urges to pull away or stay exactly where he was. "I...erm...that is to say...I know the way, that I do, but..." Croix sighed, rolling his eyes at the poor flustered boy.

"It's fine, Felix. Regardless of how trustworthy Ryelle seems, I'd rather not have her leave unescorted regardless. Take Tera with you as well, a couple of innocent-looking Hyur like the two of you are least likely to attract attention. Should you happen across any of the other four while you're out, fill them in on what's going on up here. The Captain and Kira are likely still out on their task...but Salaah and Ro'an are likely down by the docks somewhere arranging for the repairs to the Flame." He moved over to a box by the wall and rummaged around inside it, eventually removing a small cylindrical object and passing it to Terajima. "Tera, take this. If you run into any of One-Eye's men that you can't handle, you know what to do." Terajima took the tube and shoved it into her belt-pouch.

"Aye, Croix. Don't worry, we'll see her safe. Us too." She had moved over to the weapon racks and had removed two serrated daggers which she twirled expertly in her hands before thrusting them into their corresponding belt-loops. She unlocked the door and slipped outside, indicating for Felix and Ryelle to follow. Nearby, Wandering Lion was laughing uproariously as he was regaling anyone who would listen with tales of the legendary "One-Eyed Samurai", inspired by Doc.

"An' tha's when e' gave t'bird t'whole thing!" he recited with a grin. "Ain't 'eard them stories in many's a year, mate. When we was still jus' startin' out, me an' Ty we 'eard 'em an' made sure ta spread 'em. Ty, 'e was convinced some bloke we knew were the Samurai, bu' 'e weren't e'er able t'prove it." Beside him, Chirichi had obtained a small stick and was poking one of the unharmed parts of the patient to ensure he wasn't going to leap up at him.

Camille · **07-19-2010, 12:33 PM**

"Thank you, Mister Reinard." Ryelle nodded and follow Tera out. The narrow passage was nearly pitch black, so she hurried to keep up with the other woman. The dark maze of streets was quiet, though the faint sound of festivities of some kinda could be heard coming from near the remains of the Bismarck. The silence of her escort was nearly stifling and the trio seemed to have the street to themselves, so she glanced back at Felix with curiosity.

"What happened to your ship?"

~~~~~

The ship rocked gently as is was tied to the dock and the gangplank was lowered. A pale hand pushed a heavy hood away from the face of a young woman. Her face was as pale as her hand, though color returned to her cheeks as she carefully came down the gangplank. Her heavy black cloak swirled around her as she descended uneasily. The cloak was cover in a tiny embroidered pattern of a silver gem crossed by a key and sword. Her blouse was embroidered with the same pattern around the hem and cuffs of her sleeves and the jet buttons which ran up it's length were emblazoned as well. Even her boots were engraved, leaving only her grey leggins unadorned by the crest. A raspberry colored curl fell into her eyes and she brushed it back into place as she reached the dock.

The pair of guards trailing her stopped at her side and a young boy in a uniform emblazoned with the same crest of the woman's cloak ran past to help unload bags. A few other passengers disembarked behind her. The young woman murmured pleasantries and nodded to a number of them, apologizing for being so unsocial while aboard. Someone could be heard arguing with one of the baggage boys. She turned to look and smiled at the familiar face with a small wave.

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