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Locke Fairwind looks around.
Locke Fairwind hurls something.
Leanne Delphium: "This event was quick!"
Nathan Telluride nods in satisfaction. "Quick, but exquisite. I dare say our performers get better each time."
Leanne Delphium snickers. "Indeed. Suppose it is stage fright going away!"
Nathan Telluride: "I'd think Captain Mirke could get a real boat for the occasion."
Sounsyy Mirke smiles at Nathan Telluride, "Yer song was very good, by and by. Though I'm saddened that it was performed without the coeurl print."
Nathan Telluride: "I think it might have been too hot for Limsa, Captain Mirke. Besides, my reputation is bad enough as it is."
Cliodhna Eoghan Nods. "Me either.....I mean, these are lovely to be part of but..." Pauses, unsure how to word it. "I'm here more to visit and hear stories than I am to hope things will be granted to me via prayer."
Nathan Telluride: "I hope Rum suits you well and again, instead, because my good friend Jack will be testing us in half a fortnight."
Cliodhna Eoghan Grins, casting a look back at Nathan. "I was very pleased to hear they had a good stock of Jack. I plan to have more than a few sips if I can sneak them..."
Nathan Telluride: "My friend Eresh runs the place, Clio. I was able to prod her a bit to get the stuff on her menu. Good timing, no?"
Cliodhna Eoghan: Very convenient timing...
Nathan Telluride: "Jack is never early, nor is he late. He arrives... well, you know the rest, eh?"
Sounsyy Mirke: "Well, I'll make it up as I go, I suppose. Perhaps I should get a boat now, afore they've run out?"
Cliodhna Eoghan: I hope they have enough for everyone but might be good idea to get one quick.
Nathan Telluride licks his lips. "Honestly, I'm going to have a hard time waiting for the official start of the program. I'm sure I may risk sneaking a sip or four for us."
Cliodhna Eoghan: I'll look the other way if you share.
Cliodhna Eoghan Winks with a chuckle.
Nathan Telluride: "Consider that deal an oath!"
Cliodhna Eoghan: Just don't lose your hat this time....Shirts...Well I'm fine if you guys decide to lose the shirts again.
Leanne Delphium: "No shirt losing!"
Leanne Delphium yells at Clio!
Nathan Telluride: "I'm saddened that your taller half couldn't make it out today, (No Suggestions). Send him our regards, if you've left him in a shape to heed them."
Jocea Tarry expresses her worry with Leanne Delphium.
Jocea Tarry blinks at the yelling. "Shirt...losing?"
Cliodhna Eoghan Looks over at Leanne. "I wasn't talking about you losing your top!"
Leanne Delphium huffs.
Nathan Telluride taps his chin. "Speaking of counterparts, I think I should have a word with mine." He looks toward the railing. "If you'll excuse me a moment?"
Cliodhna Eoghan Returns her attention back to Nathan. "Well....Was an eventful night....He actually slept in later than I did this morning if that tells you anything. "Giggles.. "Of course"
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Lottie Forsaidh: "Ah, that was brilliant."
Lottie Forsaidh: "Did you enjoy yourself, Miss Elelvi?" She turns to find her crouched closely.
Elelvi Elvi shrugged her shoulders. "Yeah it was alright. Yours was the best."
Lottie Forsaidh: "That's very sweet of you to say! Is there a particular divine that you treasure the most?"
Elelvi Elvi: "Huh? A Divine?"
Lottie Forsaidh: "Which god or goddess."
Lottie Forsaidh explains with a light smile.
Elelvi Elvi jumped up, "Oh! Menphina of course! I was born under her!" laced her fingers under her chin. "S'why I's so charmin'"
Lottie Forsaidh: "That you are!"
Lottie Forsaidh leans forward to lightly pinch at her cheeks, or at least attempts to!
Elelvi Elvi nervous laughter
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Locke Fairwind: "Quite a view, huh?"
Lottie Forsaidh: "It is."
Lottie Forsaidh: "Beautiful, no?"
Locke Fairwind: "Aye, I could probably sit here for hours just looking at this."
Lottie Forsaidh: "I've always wanted to visit this place since I was young."
Lokira Alambertel: Quite the performance you had there, Ma'am.
Lottie Forsaidh 's head lifts to find the woman beside her, "You humble me. Thank you! I was worried that mine wouldn't honour Her properly."
Nathan Telluride folds his arms. "Few views like this in La Noscea."
Lokira Alambertel giggled lightly. "Nonsense, dear. You were lovely, I'm sure Llymlaen smiles most brightly upon such a song~"
Lottie Forsaidh: "Thank you, once more. Is She your preferred?"
Lokira Alambertel: That she is~
Lottie Forsaidh smiles in approval, "One of my favorite too, though I find myself more akin to the Matron. Though She is but a younger sister to her - so I feel less out of place with our performance this evening."
Lokira Alambertel: Preferred or no, you did her great honour.
Lottie Forsaidh 's smile curls lightly at Lokira, "Pardon me, though - it is a pleasure to meet you." A palm outstretches toward the Elezen.
Lokira Alambertel takes the woman's hand and shakes it lightly. "Indeed it is, Lokira Alambertel~"
Lottie Forsaidh returns the shake with a polite smile, "And I'm Lottie, Lokira. Do you perchance make your home in Lominsa?"
Lokira Alambertel: I'm afraid no, as most of my work resides in Ul'dah I take roost there.
Lottie Forsaidh nods slowly with understanding, "As does mine - perhaps one day I'll learn to enjoy the blistering heat."
Lottie Forsaidh: "May I ask what it is your profession?"
Lokira Alambertel: Fashion designer by trade, though I have been known to punch things quite effectively.
Nathan Telluride steps over to give Lottie a quick rub on her back. "I should have a word with Lady Milburga, before Elvi casts me from this ledge."
Lottie Forsaidh 's eyebrows lift but pats Nathan's palm, "Be nice." She warned him with a light smile before fastening her attention to Lokira once more. "I envy your trade, then. Often I see the Weavers' guild at work and wish I had their needlework and talents."
Lottie Forsaidh 's grin stretches at Elelvi, "You're quite strong, Miss Elelvi. It'd be difficult to match you." Her head tilts at Lokira, "--anymore compliments and I'll faint from this ledge, I swear it." Her cheeks flushed. "I'd love to observe your clothing; is it all for specific race?"
Lottie Forsaidh 's light fingers grace Elelvi's hair in a light stroke, realizing that she had come to approach her.
Elelvi Elvi snapped out of her trance when Lottie stroked her head. She milled up at the woman and continued to look out into the ocean.
Lottie Forsaidh: "Delightful! Perhaps I'll bring my friend beside me, Miss Elelvi, as well. I feel you both have much to show me about dress and flare."
Lokira Alambertel smirks, "Then perhaps I should help you down so that you do not fall, my dear~" she teased, another giggle. "But I would love to show you some of my outfits sometime and they are not restricted to race in any way."
Lottie Forsaidh uttered gently, a stage whisper. "I regret to confess but I've naught indulged in shopping for quite some time!"
Lokira Alambertel: I would love to indulge you sometime Ma'am, but I'm afraid today is not that day. My company mates have already moved ahead without me and I wish to catch up. -she pulls out a pen and paper as she speaks, before long tearing a page out of her pad and handing it to Lottie.- My pearl frequency, I would love to keep in contact so that we may meet again~
Lottie Forsaidh takes the paper with an appreciative smile, "Of course! My thanks, Lady Lokira. I hope we meet again soon."
Lokira Alambertel gives a warm smile and a flourished bow, a performer's one if anyone had seen one. "Indeed, until then~"
Lottie Forsaidh 's smile is warm as she observes Lokira's departure before turning to the current group. "Ah! Ser Locke. Have you meet our dear Miss Elelvi?"
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Elelvi Elvi looked around the crowd, noticing someone she found familiar. "Ah!" She hesitantly walked towards the Elezen, staring up at him she tugged on his coat.
Leodaire Beltardois ever so slowly turned his head downwards, "Oh, it's you again."
Elelvi Elvi: "Hey! Where's you been lately? I had thought it was the weird the estate has been so quiet..."
Leodaire Beltardois continued to hold his stance, "I've merely had other priorities. Of course, it did not help that a certain someone reneged on a deal they made with me."
Elelvi Elvi stares at Leodaire Beltardois in disgust.
Elelvi Elvi crossed her arms and looked away from him, only glaring at him from the corner of her eye. "Wells a'least yer not dead. I's haven't gotten much work lately either, ya' prolly had the right idea."
Leodaire Beltardois continued staring with that icy gaze, "And I don't suppose that certain someone has also cheated others out of work as well?"
Elelvi Elvi she tilted her head, genuinely unsure who he was talking about, "Well I still dun' really get 'round ta' talkin' ta' any of them folk hangin' 'round the estate. Y'know they're all about of spaztic tryhards."
Leodaire Beltardois: "Chachan. Are you having difficulties?"
Chachanji Gegenji hides behind Tau. "U-um... jus' some weird lady whisperin' weird things at me 'n sneakin' up ta hug me..."
Chachanji Gegenji peeeeers around Tau's leg.
Suiren Waterflower scans the area around Chachanji Gegenji.
Suiren Waterflower: Where are you???
Leodaire Beltardois gave the Lalafell an odd look, "Well, do see that you keep yourself safe, hm?"
Chachanji Gegenji: "I... I'm tryin' ta..."
Elelvi Elvi: "Yeah, you too."
Leodaire Beltardois: "To answer your question, Elvi, yes."
Elelvi Elvi nodded softly. "Well, that's lucky! I's still tryin' ta' find people like that!"
Elelvi Elvi: "I'lls see ya' round, elf."
Leodaire Beltardois: "The associates I'm with now are far more-- tolerable than the ones you're with, yes."
Leodaire Beltardois: "Do take care, Elvi. And try not to die."
Elelvi Elvi: "yeah yeah"
Leodaire Beltardois glanced down to Chachan again, "An old friend of mine."
Chachanji Gegenji cants his head at Leo. "'Try not ta die'?" he echoes. "That's... an odd thing ta tell someone..."
Chachanji Gegenji: "Is she doin' somethin' dangerous?"
Leodaire Beltardois smiled politely, "She has an unfortunate habit of biting off more than she can chew."
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Barnabaix Haurtfelle turned to return to the group with Temariah. "That tends t' always be the case, no?"
Temariah Dawnsong nods agreeably. "I suppose. What now?"
Barnabaix Haurtfelle raised his left hand, gently scratching at the stubble on his chin. "Could go 'round and chat with the folk, or if your 'ead still be out of it from all the drinkin' I could take you back home."
Temariah Dawnsong 's lips tug downward slightly before she fixes her smile. "I'm fine.
Temariah Dawnsong glances briefly around the crowd. "I will have a seat though."
Barnabaix Haurtfelle: "Sea can be cruel if you don't treat her right, though kind at the same time if ya' do."
Nathan Telluride looks to both sides of him. "I've never been a man of the sea, really, but it does have its power."
Nathan Telluride looks to Barnabaix. "Stormy, unpredictable, wet.." He clears his throat. "I fear I could get myself in trouble here."
Barnabaix Haurtfelle: "I'd say go for it. Ain't no better time t' get into trouble than at a large gatherin. But aye, I know. Perhaps I should be gettin' it cut at some point."
Elelvi Elvi tiptoed up and whispered to Lottie. "Lottie, I's though Barn was a girl before. I didn't see him up close." She squinted. "His hair is too pretty"
Nathan Telluride looks between Elvi and Barnabaix." She's right, you know. About your hair."
Lottie Forsaidh 's expression eases with relief before she nearly gasped, "Miss Elelvi!" She warns with a light giggle. "Men can keep their long hair, can't they?"
Nathan Telluride: "Cut... gads, I still dread that one day I'll awaken to the sound of scissors clacking over my head."
Elelvi Elvi looked back at the two men behind her. "Well I's shouldn'ave asked ya' anyhow. Yer man looks like a horse with that long mane of his."
Nathan Telluride steps back, and focuses on Elvi. "'Twould not likely be the only reason."
Elelvi Elvi shook her head in a panic. "Nathan! Ugh! Is there no off button on ya'?"
Barnabaix Haurtfelle: "Longer hair does help with pullin'."
Nathan Telluride looks down at himself. "I know not. You aren't going to go looking for one, are you?"
Barnabaix Haurtfelle snickered and looked back to the sea.
Elelvi Elvi crossed her arms, pursing her lips at him. "I's never gonna und'stand how a classy lady like Lottie ever decided ta' pal 'round with someone like you." The girl kicked a foot against the ground. "An' yeah, I's agree with yer pirate friend. I's gonna end up draggin' ya' by yer hair real good one day."
Nathan Telluride steps over to give Lottie a quick rub on her back. "I should have a word with Lady Milburga, before Elvi casts me from this ledge."
Barnabaix Haurtfelle sat down the edge, suddenly intrigued by the nearby conversation. "I would like t' be there if you do end up draggin' someone by the hair. Would be amusin' t' watch."
Lottie Forsaidh 's eyebrows lift but pats Nathan's palm, "Be nice." She warned him with a light smile before fastening her attention to Lokira once more. "I envy your trade, then. Often I see the Weavers' guild at work and wish I had their needlework and talents."
Elelvi Elvi looked the man up and down. "Well yer a candidate with that pretty crown ya' got." She smiled, nodding in agreement with herself. "If ya' ever wanna vol'teer jus' ask!"
Barnabaix Haurtfelle furrowed his brow suddenly at the thought. "I'll erm.. keep 'at in mind." He quickly spun on the edge, rising to his feet to slowly walk away from Elelvi. "Pleasure meetin' ya." He said quickly.
Elelvi Elvi: "These boys are so weak."
Elelvi Elvi looks stumped.
Elelvi Elvi: "I's always thought men liked gettin' their scalp pulled."
Lottie Forsaidh 's grin stretches at Elelvi, "You're quite strong, Miss Elelvi. It'd be difficult to match you." Her head tilts at Lokira, "--anymore compliments and I'll faint from this ledge, I swear it." Her cheeks flushed. "I'd love to observe your clothing; is it all for specific race?"
Nathan Telluride looks up to Lottie. "You are indeed the very image of a spellcaster of legend today, love."
Nathan Telluride: "You even have a feisty little familiar to prove it."
Elelvi Elvi is annoyed with Nathan Telluride.
Elelvi Elvi: "Well the nice things ya' say 'bout 'er are the only sense'ble things that come out yer mouth."
Nathan Telluride grins like a croc at that. "You're probably right, my dear. Sensible seldom brings in the gil, in this line of work."
Elelvi Elvi: "I's dun' even think I's want ta' think 'bout what yer real 'work' could be with the way you act."
Nathan Telluride: "At the end of the day, little avatar of sweetness, what do people truly want? To be out of their minds for a shining moment, and to see and hear beauty, and laughter, and fun. I prefer those things to simply making sense." He winks. "You should try seeing it that way."
Elelvi Elvi looked up at him, her expression softening for a moment, never having expected to hear something as poetic leave this man's lips while he wasn't performing. She squinted, swallowing the lump in her throat before speaking up again. "I's guess it's just all up ta' what ya' want..." She tapped a finger to her lips and smiled. "I's know fer sure, jus' cause I's ain't as shamelessly open as ya' are that I's dun' know how ta' find all those things."
Locke Fairwind: "You think a guy can survive a fall into the water from here?"
Lottie Forsaidh 's smile is warm as she observes Lokira's departure before turning to the current group. "Ah! Ser Locke. Have you meet our dear Miss Elelvi?"
Locke Fairwind: "The adorable little thing in front of Nathan? Can't say that I have."
Nathan Telluride grins even wider at that. "I let myself be shameless, so others can look and know what fun it can be. When and how they choose to emulate, that's to the individual. But if I get a smile for every five scowls at my attitude, I am still ahead in my game."
Lottie Forsaidh: "She is my colleague, she's been with us for quite some time - a current fan of Nathan as you can tell and most men."
Elelvi Elvi laced her fingers under her chin. "I's can def'nitely say the same about my tongue." She said entirely self aware of the fire she tended to spit at the people around her. "For whatever reason, some folk think it's the most charmin' thing." She rolled her eyes, thinking of a particular hyur.
Locke Fairwind: "Well with his songs, I can't say I'm too surprised. Be careful there, Lottie. Ya might have some competition."
Nathan Telluride: "There's a little burlesque star hiding under that pretty pink hair, I just know it."
Lottie Forsaidh: "Dare I confess that she's more fond of me than Nathan?"
Nathan Telluride: "Well, who can blame her, especially now, when you are, essentially, a figure of legend made flesh for our performance tonight?"
Locke Fairwind: "I must have been mistaken then." His gaze then turned to Nathan. "Seems you're the one with competition." He said, patting the Highlander on the shoulder. "Good luck with that friend."
Nathan Telluride turns to Locke. "Just not you, too, sir. That might be too much."
Locke Fairwind: "Ah, I wouldn't worry about that. From what I've seen, Lottie here only has eyes for you." He nudged Nathan with his elbow, grinning.
Elelvi Elvi looked down and mumbled to herself. "Burlesque...."
Barnabaix Haurtfelle: "See now I be tempted t' just leave."
Nathan Telluride turns to Barnabaix. "I heard her ask you to disrobe again; are you denying the lady her wishes?"
Elelvi Elvi: "Nathan seems to have eyes that wander, though."
Barnabaix Haurtfelle tipped the brim of his hat towards the four. "Plenty o' day left for 'at type of thing."
Temariah Dawnsong pressed her lips into a line to hide her smile. "He tried to serve me, while still wearing his coat."
Lottie Forsaidh 's smile remains at Elelvi, "Only for tease, Miss Elelvi, I promise."
Nathan Telluride grins back at Elvi. "You notice... or you hope?"
Elelvi Elvi pressed her fingers to her lips, giggling a little. She stepped away to let the two have their space. "Maybe yer the one hoping."
Nathan Telluride: "Well, I'm not sure about two, but maybe one and a half, I could manage."
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Lottie Forsaidh: "Departing?"
Lottie Forsaidh turns to find Temariah and Barnabaix.
Barnabaix Haurtfelle: "Aye."
Temariah Dawnsong nods. She steps forward, her eyes sliding away from Lottie to stare at the low wall. "I'm.. sorry I missed your performance."
Lottie Forsaidh: "Don't be! Last night made up for it."
Temariah Dawnsong quirks a corner of her mouth in a half-grimace. "I was feeling less than well this morning."
Barnabaix Haurtfelle: "Was a song o' legends, will never hear one like it again."
Barnabaix Haurtfelle: "Pity you missed it."
Nathan Telluride turns back to Tem and Barn. "It was good to see you both out here! A good audience is worth a stack of gil."
Barnabaix Haurtfelle grinned at the back of Temariah's head.
Nathan Telluride: "Perhaps we might sing it again sometime. I'd hate to waste a good tune on but a single showing."
Lottie Forsaidh: "Did you want to say farewell to Temariah and Barnabaix?"
Lottie Forsaidh: "But remind me of another outing, Miss Temariah, I'd love to indulge perhaps before the drinking contest should come."
Locke Fairwind: "Drinking contest? You mean Clio's event?"
Nathan Telluride nods emphatically. "Yes! We'll have to share a table soon, if we can keep the knives from coming between us again."
Lottie Forsaidh: "That I do, Ser Locke!"
Temariah Dawnsong pinched her nose between a thumb and forefinger. "For better or for worse, I won't be able to witness his next victory." Her tips her head back towards Barnie.
Barnabaix Haurtfelle: "Speakin' o that. I'm expectin you t' win the next one Nathan, if I 'appen to fail."
Locke Fairwind: "Already signed up for it myself. I guess I'll see you lot there."
Lottie Forsaidh: "You won't?"
Temariah Dawnsong looks at the pink Lala, one brow arching. She returns her gaze to Lottie. "I won't. Work," she explains simply.
Nathan Telluride blows over his lower lip. "Gods know, if I lose this next one, Jack will be laughing at me terribly. The bastard seems to have a fondness for the ladies, though. I can respect that."
Lottie Forsaidh: "Darn."
Lottie Forsaidh: "Doomed to have me wallflower on my own, I see!"
Locke Fairwind: "Lose? A good possibility with me participating." He grinned.
Barnabaix Haurtfelle nodded in agreement before draping his arm over Temariah's shoulder. "Sad you won't be able t' make it to the next competition love, I promise I'll behave though. Mostly."
Nathan Telluride turns to Locke. "Keep that confidence! Jack has no respect for the meek, sir."
Locke Fairwind: "First place and a massive hangover is as good as mine, I say!"
Temariah Dawnsong smiles apologetically, but as Barnie speaks, the smile quirks into an impish grin. "I know you will, handsome." She leans towards Lottie. "You'll be at the contest?"
Lottie Forsaidh: "No fret, I'll keep an eye on him."
Temariah Dawnsong presses her hands together. "Wonderful. Please... let me know if he does -anything- unsavory."
Locke Fairwind: "Aye, Tem and Barn here are calling it a night. Or maybe just Tem? I'm losing track of things, honestly."
Barnabaix Haurtfelle turned his gaze towards Leanne and Locke. "Aye, Temariah and I be 'eadin out shortly."
Lottie Forsaidh taps the end of her nose with a particularly saccharine smile, performing sign language for an agreement.
Nathan Telluride: "Unsavory will be the theme of the night, I think..." He looks to Leanne. "With a dash of sweet, but largely unsavory."
Leanne Delphium: "Heard someone here is leaving...?"
Locke Fairwind: "You two have a good evening then. Perhaps I'll catch ya around some time."
Temariah Dawnsong tilts her head as though listening to some unheard voice in her ear. Her smile widens, and she leans in to whisper to Lottie.
Barnabaix Haurtfelle: "Lookin' forward to it. Always a pleasure t' bump into you folk."
Leanne Delphium: "Aaah, I see..." she nods, grinning in a silly manner. "Yes, good evening for both! And watch out for your crown, Mr. Pirate! Else I will be stealing it."
Lottie Forsaidh nods with a knowing expression. "You've my word, Miss Temariah."
Temariah Dawnsong winks conspiratorially at the redhead, then steps back to Barnie's side, tapping her shoulder against him.
Barnabaix Haurtfelle grinned and tipped the brim of his hat towards Leanne. "I'll be sure t' have me wits bout me. I wish you luck in t' competition as well, mayhaps you will take it."
Leanne Delphium giggles, likewise tipping her own hat. "Hopefully, who knows! And if I do, without making a silly out of myself...I wish good luck to you also!"
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Locke Fairwind: "Oh, you're in Clio's competition too?" He asked Leanne.
Leanne Delphium: "Yup! I participated last time. Was fun...! Except a loudmouth kept saying things...and made me lose."
Leanne Delphium pouts.
Locke Fairwind: "Losing a drinking game to a loudmouth?" He grinned. "Sounds like an excuse to me, Lightweight Leanne." He teased.
Leanne Delphium wrinkles her nose. "Shush. Try to drink with a loud mouth insinuating things about your parents doing lewd activities."
Leanne Delphium harumphs.
Locke Fairwind: "Just try to keep your shirt on this time around, won't ya?"
Leanne Delphium cringes. "I will put a lock on my belt."
Leanne Delphium: "So...dunno, don't worry, hopefully."
Locke Fairwind: "I'm not sure I'd fit on your belt."
Leanne Delphium: "Well, and you, Mr. Beautiful Eyes! Are you lightweight or heavy! I never saw you drinking."
Leanne Delphium takes off her hat as the rain subsides, flapping it.
Locke Fairwind: "Leanne without a hat. Now this is a rare sight."
Leanne Delphium sticks her tongue. "I take off my hat every now and then...don't avoid my question..!"
Leanne Delphium puts her hat back in a seamless sleigh of her hand.
Locke Fairwind grinned mischievously. "You'll just have to find out during the day of the event now, won't ya? Gotta keep your opponents guessing, after all."
Leanne Delphium crosses her arms. "Is that so?" she narrows her eyes at Locke, staaaring. After a moment, she giggles, sticking her tongue. "We will see then, Mr. Locke."
Leanne Delphium: "Best if you don't disappoint, though!"
Leanne Delphium tips her hat with a smile. "Oka. I'm not better. I'm just using all my willpower to curb down my powerful headache."
Locke Fairwind started to chuckle a bit. "And with that, I believe I'll take my leave for the night. I suppose I'll catch you all around sometime. If not, I believe we'll all be meeting at Clio's before long."
Leanne Delphium chuckles. "No one is...and aye. Was good to see you, Mr. 'Beautiful Eyes'. Take care, yes?"
Leanne Delphium look over her shoulder while sticking her tongue. "So I always hear!" she then notices the grin. "Mr. Telluride has something bad in his mind."
Locke Fairwind: "Likewise, Ms. Beautiful Hat. Take care of yourself. I'll see ya all around sometime, but I'm gonna go have a word with Jancis before I leave."
Leanne Delphium: "It tends to be bad by your own admission!"
Leanne Delphium tips her hat to Locke, giggling.
Leanne Delphium: "Hmm.."
Leanne Delphium: "Suppose it's a good time to leave...before first, talk with Ms. Jancis.."
Leanne Delphium nods to herself, wandering.
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Suiren Waterflower: Nice glasses! What are they?
Locke Fairwind: "Sunglasses. An old gift from a friend."
Suiren Waterflower: Ah cool!
Locke Fairwind smiles at Suiren Waterflower.
Suiren Waterflower beams with delight at Locke Fairwind.
Locke Fairwind: "Never go anywhere without them."
Suiren Waterflower: I don't have a pair though. . .
Suiren Waterflower: There's no "sun-glasses" where I'm from.
Locke Fairwind: "Perhaps a trip to Ul'dah's markets can fix that?"
Suiren Waterflower: Maybe. I need to rustle up some gil first, though. . .
Suiren Waterflower checks her gilpouch, a couple hundred gil.
Suiren Waterflower: I wonder how much they go for?
Locke Fairwind: "Nothing a little saving won't fix, right?" His gaze shifted over toward Jancis. "Another successful event, Jan. I'll be taking my leave now, but I wanted to say goodbye before I left." And then he turned to Oka once more. "You take care too."
Suiren Waterflower: Thanks. . .Um. . .
Locke Fairwind: "Hmm?"
Suiren Waterflower: What's your name? Mine's Oka!
Jancis Milburga smiles and nods in agreement to Locke and Oka, "Another goal to get to, Lady Oka."
Locke Fairwind: "Locke, I'd say it's good to meet ya, but we've already met last night."
Locke Fairwind: "Take care everyone."
Suiren Waterflower: . . .Ah yes! You were the doorman, right? I saw you when I got in the mansion! Bye!
Jancis Milburga: "Travel safe and well, Locke!"
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Lottie Forsaidh 's palm lifts her hat and lowers it on Elelvi's head to shade from the rainfall, "We're speaking of the drinking contest that is approaching soon."
Barnabaix Haurtfelle offered the group a mischievous grin before turning to leave with Temariah. "Till next time."
Nathan Telluride: "Perhaps sometime soon, you should visit the site of the next contest. It's an utterly charming little tavern and Inn."
Elelvi Elvi looked up at the sky, squinting her eyes at the rain. "I's thinks this weather is my call ta' get headin' back ta' Than'lan." She walked in closer to Lottie. "Are y'all gonna be doin' much else t'night?"
Lottie Forsaidh: "Not at all. We should be returning home soon if there's aught you wish to do."
Elelvi Elvi shook her head. "I's ready ta' get inside. Rain ain't no good fer my hair."
Elelvi Elvi: "Too long in humidity make my hair curl up like a sheep."
Nathan Telluride looks skyward. "A little rain is a treasure from the gods, but then, so is workable hair, so I empathize. The hat comes in handy."
Elelvi Elvi: "You'd definitely know about good hair care, Nate"
Nathan Telluride: "Yes, all kinds. All kinds."
Elelvi Elvi straight face. "Well, the head kind a'least."
Nathan Telluride: "We should see to getting you a bonnet.. shouldn't we, Lottie?"
Lottie Forsaidh: "We should!"
Elelvi Elvi: "Bonnet?! I's ain't no baby! Better watch yer mouth, highlander." She poised her body elegantly, at least as much as she could for her shape. "I's a lot more woman than ya' might be used to." She said with her nose up, smiling confidently.
Lottie Forsaidh 's smile grows with Nathan, "Stop teasing the dear, I've already warned that she is going to strike at any moment and I won't protect you."
Nathan Telluride looks between the two. "Then I will be sure to have flowers at hand, for whatever use I'll come to need them for."
Elelvi Elvi: "A'least ya' know yer place!"
Nathan Telluride: "Which place is that, pray tell?"
Elelvi Elvi crossed her arms, staring back at him. "On yer back, with my heel on her face."
Nathan Telluride tilts his head, and replies with but one word. "Heel?"
Elelvi Elvi looked down at her foot, kicking her heel up. "O'course I's be wearin' heavier shoes."
Nathan Telluride: "So, it has to be a heel, huh?"
Elelvi Elvi: "Ya' got a request, captain?"
Nathan Telluride: "I might, but it would likely get me the heel, anyway." The crocodile grin returns.
Nathan Telluride looks behind him. "Why must it always be bad?"
Elelvi Elvi retracted her face, making multiple chins at Nathan in disgust. "I'm sure it would."
Elelvi Elvi EYEROLL
Nathan Telluride: "But not by the ones who experience it. Opinions, y'know, love."
Lottie Forsaidh: "Feel free to pinch him however you'd like."
Elelvi Elvi: "I's dunno how ya' deal with 'im, Lottie."
Lottie Forsaidh: "I keep him occupied, I find!"
Lottie Forsaidh: "Easily distracted."
Elelvi Elvi: "Yer a strong lady."
Nathan Telluride: "Easily dis... Oh, Pharos Polaris is all lit up beautifully."
Elelvi Elvi nodded her head in agreement with them as she easily grew distracted by the light in the distance.
Lottie Forsaidh leans against Nathan with a warm smile, "I'm glad to see you returned. I've hopes that you may be able to be about more often, there's plenty of events that I could show you and acquaint with new people."
Nathan Telluride gazes up at the blue light. "For all people talk of tales and old stories, reality is even more fantastic, and gods know that some wonders in the tales are actually less spectacular than the truths they herald." He sets a hand softly on Lottie's shoulder.
Elelvi Elvi looked back at Lottie with her eyebrows furrowed slightly. "If yer there I'll go."
Lottie Forsaidh: "Of course I'll be there."
Lottie Forsaidh assures with a hum in her voice, leaning against Nathan's shoulder. "I'm sorry to see Cedric leave so soon; duty often calls him away?"
Nathan Telluride: "He seemed a rather jaunty fellow."
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Leanne Delphium tips her hat to Jancis, mouthing a little goodbye as she notices how occupied she is. "Ms. Clio! I'm going. Are you going to be at the Grindstone?"
Cliodhna Eoghan Pulls from her thoughts when Leanne calls to her. "Not sure...Things have been busy on those nights unfortunately...."
Leanne Delphium: "Aw...understandable though. Well, see you later, one way or another...! Give a hug to Mr. Erik for me."
Leanne Delphium giggles.
Cliodhna Eoghan: I will
Leanne Delphium tips her hat, then twirls about.
Leanne Delphium: "See you Mr. Telluride, Ms. Lottie!"
Lottie Forsaidh: "You too, Miss Leanne!"
Jancis Milburga: "As they say 'Fair Winds and Following Seas'"
Nathan Telluride: "In half a fortnight, Fancy Hat, we see you play at drinks again!"
Leanne Delphium: "I will be far better at it!"
Leanne Delphium declares with a giggle before waltzing out.
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Elelvi Elvi nodded, kicking her foot against the ground. "Yeah... he's recently affiliated himself with the Maelstrom again. They 's call him away all the dang time!" She slumped her shoulders, sighing softly. "It don't bug me at all or nothin'. Cedric's real hard ta' tol'rate when he's 'round fer too long."
Nathan Telluride: "Love them quickly and let them leave, until the next time you can receive?"
Lottie Forsaidh: "I'm sorry you miss him so; I hope that he comes around more often - it's easy to see that you care for him dearly."
Nathan Telluride taps his chin. "And few things motivate a man to hurry home like a pretty face to spark his haste."
Elelvi Elvi stared at Nathan for a moment, then looking away towards the ground, huffing a sarcastic noise. "Yeah, I's dun' think I's mot'vate 'im as much as his work does..." She bit her lip, completely aware how important Cedric's position was to him. "He's a real work'holic.."
Nathan Telluride nods. "I'm sure he keeps your visage in his thoughts, love. Being a muse is a tough job sometimes, but you seem to have the shine for it."
Lottie Forsaidh: "And even then, nothing stops you from spending time with us and others among the company."
Lottie Forsaidh: "You're delightful company."
Nathan Telluride glances at Lottie. "Though, I think you'd gladly let her punch me if it seemed funny at the moment."
Lottie Forsaidh: "Of -course-! Take your ego down a peg or so."
Lottie Forsaidh: "It'll be healthy."
Elelvi Elvi grew visibly flustered as the two spoke to her so caringly. She reached up to twirl a finger into one of her pigtails, pursing her lips to the side. "Yeah... with 'im not 'round it's not like I's got anythin' takin' up my time." She looked down to try and hide her smile. "So I's guess I can come along more often.... if it means I get to knock Nathan down a few pegs myself"
Nathan Telluride chuckles. "Why is everyon suddenly trying to take knocks at my pegs? I'm not sure that sounds healthy."
Elelvi Elvi rolled her eyes at him once again but couldn't help but laugh just a little. Maybe every so often she could find the humor hiding in his speech patterns. "Wells, ev'one else has left."
Lottie Forsaidh: "Then it's agreed! Plus, I hear Berrod plans to have us take on more assignments - we're bound to be busy."
Nathan Telluride: "Am I a peg lower, now?"
Elelvi Elvi: "That lousy boss of ours still owes me work... and flowers."
Lottie Forsaidh: "He does! I'll be sure to remind him."
Elelvi Elvi stared at the man with her face scrunched up, giving him a punch on the shoulder. "Yer a moron..." She stared at his crown, taking his hat after a moment. "An' this is mine now."
Nathan Telluride: "Are we... having a staring contest, now?"
Lottie Forsaidh: "Oho, she strikes!"
Elelvi Elvi swiped his hat, putting it on, though it limped to the side covering half her face. "So lets get goin'"
Nathan Telluride coughs. "Are you sure you can handle that, love?" He nods to the filched hat.
Elelvi Elvi adjusted the hat, keeping her hands on the brim. "Y'know..." She took it off, handing it back. "I's a little scared of where this has been."
Nathan Telluride: "It's been nearly everywhere I have, of course."
Elelvi Elvi: "I'm sure.."
Nathan Telluride sets it straight atop his head once more.
Nathan Telluride looks up to Lottie. "But these days, this lass tends also to be where I am, so it can't be all terrible, can it?"
Elelvi Elvi flipped her pigtails with the back of her hands, pursing her lips again. "The two of ya' are gonna give me a cavity." She said sarcastically. "I'lls jus' meet ya' two back at the Goblet. I's wanna get into some fresh clothes after all that rain."
Lottie Forsaidh: "I'll see you then, Miss Elelvi."
Nathan Telluride: "Out of wet, and into dry, will put the spark back in your eye, then. We will likely say a few goodbyes before leaving. But, stay sweet, and more amicable than violent, for now?"
Elelvi Elvi: "I'll do what I can but no promises."
Nathan Telluride lifts himself to his feet, and looks to Lottie. "Shall we say a few more goodbyes, before collecting on some promised time?"
Lottie Forsaidh 's leans up to meet a palm against his cheek, stroking the stubble with a light smile.
Nathan Telluride offers a quick nod to Cliodhna. "We'll be off soon... pardon for interrupting... and wish you a happy recovery, my dear."
Lottie Forsaidh leans forward to peck Clio on the forehead, "Have a great evening, Miss Clio."
Cliodhna Eoghan Wraps Lottie in a quick hug. "You too dear, see you"
Nathan Telluride: "And everyone... be cautious around the railing! The goddess commands the Sea, but has little remedy for falling!"
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