"Yer right," Zhi said to Nero while she stared at Inessa. Her tone was casual, conversational even. "That slots been filled by someone what goes by Unrelentin'."
She hopped off the table. Inessa might have her name, might have somehow known where she would be, might have done all sorts of searching -- but she evidently hadn't kept up on the latest rumors. "He's a mite dramatic, his actual name is Xydane."
She took another chunk of fish; it was almost gone. "Problem is, I already took trade from Mister Unrelentable, an' I've cause enough not t'trade him fer a new leash. . .but I think we can work this out real good."
She held out her hand to Nero. "Ye pay me, an' I work yer deal." She looked to Inessa. "Ye get rid o' Mister Unrelentable, an' I'll see somethin' worked out what can benefit th'both o'us. He's out o'town right now, so meantime ye can be me strongarm." She grinned, ever so cheerful. "Matter o'fact, mebbe she can work t'gether wi' whatever heavy ye set on me tail t'keep me all warm an' safe."
The last was directed to Nero. She held up her hands to both of them, though she made a fist out of the one aimed towards Inessa and waggled her pointer finger at the other woman. "He's right 'bout one thing though -- can't have ye carvin' up Limsa from chest t'groin. But could be there's some what could use a good nettin'. Some what might harm yer bottom line an' need some removin'." Again, she spoke to Nero on the last line.
"What d'ye fine folk say?"
She hopped off the table. Inessa might have her name, might have somehow known where she would be, might have done all sorts of searching -- but she evidently hadn't kept up on the latest rumors. "He's a mite dramatic, his actual name is Xydane."
She took another chunk of fish; it was almost gone. "Problem is, I already took trade from Mister Unrelentable, an' I've cause enough not t'trade him fer a new leash. . .but I think we can work this out real good."
She held out her hand to Nero. "Ye pay me, an' I work yer deal." She looked to Inessa. "Ye get rid o' Mister Unrelentable, an' I'll see somethin' worked out what can benefit th'both o'us. He's out o'town right now, so meantime ye can be me strongarm." She grinned, ever so cheerful. "Matter o'fact, mebbe she can work t'gether wi' whatever heavy ye set on me tail t'keep me all warm an' safe."
The last was directed to Nero. She held up her hands to both of them, though she made a fist out of the one aimed towards Inessa and waggled her pointer finger at the other woman. "He's right 'bout one thing though -- can't have ye carvin' up Limsa from chest t'groin. But could be there's some what could use a good nettin'. Some what might harm yer bottom line an' need some removin'." Again, she spoke to Nero on the last line.
"What d'ye fine folk say?"
