((The following post was inspired by an rp event between Osric, Askier, and Alexei Volkov in the airship landing restaurant/tavern where the trio were using quill and paper to communicate things while Jin’li listened in on the collar Osric wears as Osric pretended to be ordering food and receiving terrible service. Point of this post? Show how coo-coo Jin’li.))
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For nearly four bells, Jin’li had sat at the table, reading a book. He had ordered a new cup of tea every bell and sipped on it gently until right before the next bell, when he would finish it and order another, paying for the cup as the waitress took it away.
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Jin’li recalled how he had heard Osric struggling to receive good service though the linkpearl in his ear, how the waitress had token far to long, and how Osric’s order wasn’t right.
The waitress had been rude, and Jin’li did not appreciate rudeness,especially when it was to his masters’ fellow slaves.
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The white-haired miqo’te had been listening to her for the past few bells as he had sipped tea and had determined several things.
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Fact one:Â she was rude.
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Fact two: she often got orders wrong, she had given him the wrong tea twice.
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Fact three: she was a hyur and her voice became somewhat disdainful when serving miqo’te.
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Fact four: she was now the only member of the staff for thesmall bar left working.
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Fact five: she was staring at him right now with a scowl of annoyance because she wanted to go home because the sun had long since set and the airship landing was practically deserted save for the two of them and the Brass Blade life operate across the landing, but Jin’li had not paid for his last cup of tea. On purpose, to keep her there.
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The miqo’te casually took a sip, making sure to produce no slurping noises as he polished off the cup and gently placed it back down, his black eyes reading the print on the page.
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The hyur sighed in exasperation and walked over, her feet making sharp slapping noises as she moved.
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“You done?†the hyur said, placing a hand on her hip,looking into the cup. Jin’li lifted his eyes from the book.
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“Indeed I am, Lady Waitress. Thank you for serving me this evening. Please take your payment.â€Â Jin’li’s free hand dug into his black coat and pulled out more gil, which he held out to her. “The payment for the tip and thegil for your service.â€
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The woman snatched the gil up and began counting it as Jin’lirose to his feet, picked up the tea cup and walked past the woman. Jin’li walked over to the bar, opened the counter door, and walk behind the bar towards a water bucket.
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“Hey, what the hells are you doing?!†the hyur woman exclaimed as she rushed over. Jin’li looked at her blankly as he spoke:
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“I have made a mess of the cup and the table and been a rude customer by doing so. This humble slave was going to wash the cup out for you and clean off the table as thanks for you serving me.â€
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“Forget it and get out!†the woman snapped with a growl. Jin’li placed the cup down and bowed his head.Â
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“My Lady Waitress, I have offended you. Please forgive me.â€Â
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“Look, the woman said with a shook of her head. “It’s been a long day and I just want to go home. Just get out.â€
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“As you wish, Lady Waitress. May I be so favored to ask you a question?’ Jin’li inquired as he placed the cup down and began walking around the bar, his black eyes looking around, noting the landing platform, noting how no one had a line of sight to the bar at that moment.
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The wind gently blowing across the stone platform, rustling ledgers at the counters.
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“Will you just leave then?†the woman scoffed as she pushed past Jin’li into the bar and went tograb a bag of her belongings.
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“I shall. My question is this, would you kindly remember your manners when you meet my masters?â€
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The woman paused. Before she could reply, Jin’li leapt forward,the metal wires that ran throughout his body conducting electrical current, sparking his coiled muscles into action. In a single instant, the white-haired miqo’te reached forward with his hands, seized the woman’s head in his grasp and jerked it around violently, a snap echoing around the room.Â
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The hyur’s body fell to the floor, twitching. Jin’li stepped over the limp form to the tea cup and began cleaning it in the bucket of water, his black eyes surveying the room, making sure he had been unseen.Â
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Once the cup was clean, he placed it on a drying rack before he took a rag, dipped it in the cleaning bucket and then went over to the table and wiped it down until it was clean to his satisfaction. The white-haired miqo’te then returned the rag to the bucket and closed the counter door, leaving the dead woman on the floor.
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Jin’li calmly strode across the platform, coming to the elevator, a single brass blade blinked at him with sleepy eyes.
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“The bar closed?â€Â the Brass Blade yawned. Jin’li nodded as the lift operator opened the door to the lift.
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“It is, Master Brass Blade.†Jin’li said softly as he stepped onto the lift.
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“Should I wait for the waitress?â€Â the Brass Blade yawned again.
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“I fear she will be a little bit.â€Â Jin’li explained calmly, his face blank as he reached out a pale skinned hand and closed the door to the lift. “She made a mess.â€
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For nearly four bells, Jin’li had sat at the table, reading a book. He had ordered a new cup of tea every bell and sipped on it gently until right before the next bell, when he would finish it and order another, paying for the cup as the waitress took it away.
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Jin’li recalled how he had heard Osric struggling to receive good service though the linkpearl in his ear, how the waitress had token far to long, and how Osric’s order wasn’t right.
The waitress had been rude, and Jin’li did not appreciate rudeness,especially when it was to his masters’ fellow slaves.
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The white-haired miqo’te had been listening to her for the past few bells as he had sipped tea and had determined several things.
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Fact one:Â she was rude.
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Fact two: she often got orders wrong, she had given him the wrong tea twice.
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Fact three: she was a hyur and her voice became somewhat disdainful when serving miqo’te.
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Fact four: she was now the only member of the staff for thesmall bar left working.
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Fact five: she was staring at him right now with a scowl of annoyance because she wanted to go home because the sun had long since set and the airship landing was practically deserted save for the two of them and the Brass Blade life operate across the landing, but Jin’li had not paid for his last cup of tea. On purpose, to keep her there.
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The miqo’te casually took a sip, making sure to produce no slurping noises as he polished off the cup and gently placed it back down, his black eyes reading the print on the page.
Â
The hyur sighed in exasperation and walked over, her feet making sharp slapping noises as she moved.
Â
“You done?†the hyur said, placing a hand on her hip,looking into the cup. Jin’li lifted his eyes from the book.
Â
“Indeed I am, Lady Waitress. Thank you for serving me this evening. Please take your payment.â€Â Jin’li’s free hand dug into his black coat and pulled out more gil, which he held out to her. “The payment for the tip and thegil for your service.â€
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The woman snatched the gil up and began counting it as Jin’lirose to his feet, picked up the tea cup and walked past the woman. Jin’li walked over to the bar, opened the counter door, and walk behind the bar towards a water bucket.
Â
“Hey, what the hells are you doing?!†the hyur woman exclaimed as she rushed over. Jin’li looked at her blankly as he spoke:
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“I have made a mess of the cup and the table and been a rude customer by doing so. This humble slave was going to wash the cup out for you and clean off the table as thanks for you serving me.â€
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“Forget it and get out!†the woman snapped with a growl. Jin’li placed the cup down and bowed his head.Â
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“My Lady Waitress, I have offended you. Please forgive me.â€Â
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“Look, the woman said with a shook of her head. “It’s been a long day and I just want to go home. Just get out.â€
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“As you wish, Lady Waitress. May I be so favored to ask you a question?’ Jin’li inquired as he placed the cup down and began walking around the bar, his black eyes looking around, noting the landing platform, noting how no one had a line of sight to the bar at that moment.
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The wind gently blowing across the stone platform, rustling ledgers at the counters.
Â
“Will you just leave then?†the woman scoffed as she pushed past Jin’li into the bar and went tograb a bag of her belongings.
Â
“I shall. My question is this, would you kindly remember your manners when you meet my masters?â€
Â
The woman paused. Before she could reply, Jin’li leapt forward,the metal wires that ran throughout his body conducting electrical current, sparking his coiled muscles into action. In a single instant, the white-haired miqo’te reached forward with his hands, seized the woman’s head in his grasp and jerked it around violently, a snap echoing around the room.Â
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The hyur’s body fell to the floor, twitching. Jin’li stepped over the limp form to the tea cup and began cleaning it in the bucket of water, his black eyes surveying the room, making sure he had been unseen.Â
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Once the cup was clean, he placed it on a drying rack before he took a rag, dipped it in the cleaning bucket and then went over to the table and wiped it down until it was clean to his satisfaction. The white-haired miqo’te then returned the rag to the bucket and closed the counter door, leaving the dead woman on the floor.
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Jin’li calmly strode across the platform, coming to the elevator, a single brass blade blinked at him with sleepy eyes.
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“The bar closed?â€Â the Brass Blade yawned. Jin’li nodded as the lift operator opened the door to the lift.
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“It is, Master Brass Blade.†Jin’li said softly as he stepped onto the lift.
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“Should I wait for the waitress?â€Â the Brass Blade yawned again.
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“I fear she will be a little bit.â€Â Jin’li explained calmly, his face blank as he reached out a pale skinned hand and closed the door to the lift. “She made a mess.â€
