The miqo'te wasn't trying to read the flyer of ink covered paper. Rather, it forced itself upon him with a fury as a gust of wind tore it free from its resting place and slapped him in the face with it.
There was much swearing and cursing as the grumpy male tugged the paper free and looked down. He kept walking as he read the parchment. As his eyes swept the page, his frown split into a smile and eventually he began to chuckle as he rolled up the paper and threw it over the shoulder, happy to be littering.
"She's lucky I like her. Bet some info be worth a fair gil."
There was much swearing and cursing as the grumpy male tugged the paper free and looked down. He kept walking as he read the parchment. As his eyes swept the page, his frown split into a smile and eventually he began to chuckle as he rolled up the paper and threw it over the shoulder, happy to be littering.
"She's lucky I like her. Bet some info be worth a fair gil."
