Moonlit_Demon

Isabelle mused, "A woman must make her living somehow, mm?" She smiled at Tani, taking the compliment when it came. She finished her glass of spiced ale before the third round came. "I prefer the company of people with quick wit. Keeps me sharp. A sharp mind is a perishable skill, as most things." The elezen would go as far as to remove her shawl proper, offering the fine silken garb to Tani for inspection. It wasn't the absolute best silk in Ul'dah but it was perhaps, second or third grade. The embroideries were beautifully hand woven of the same type grade of the shawl's fabric. Indeed, there in a corner, ~Minala~.

Isabelle's clothes had no sleeves but the cloth covering her arms was actually a shawl. She would offer the shawl for inspection, assuming Tani meant her garb as per the subject.

Isabelle nodded, "More or less. I fancy the design. I had it tailored to my form. Most others simply buy what size generally fits and often, tis on the floor more than one's body." She mused, "Not so for myself. I picked the color of the dye, the embroideries, the fabric itself. My garments even have my name etched in thread as proof of purchase."

Isabelle tilted her head, "Dancing..? I know it's beautiful to watch and quite a skill to have acquired." She mused and smiled a wry grin, "What do You know of dancing, Tani?"

Isabelle would raise her cup of warm spiced ale towards Tani in polite response. "Minalla."

Isabelle strummed her harp once more, "Tis not clear..? I am a minstrel. A traveller of lands as well." She smiled at Tani. "Yourself..?"

Isabelle just continued to smile and strum her harp. "This is all dependant on what one would assume my expectations are." She glanced at Tani and wryly grinned, "Would you say that such a thing is assuming that you.. know Me..? What if my expectations is not to expect more than a generally logical reaction towards one of my chosen profession?" Isabelle would order them both another round of whatever they were having. The elezen would indulge in the warm brew and sigh softly with enjoyment. "Is a prostitute not also allotted a customer or two who merely wishes an ear to hear their woes?"

Isabelle glanced at Tani. Her expression hadn't changed much, nor did her demeanor. Quietly, the elezen continued to strum without so much a change. She refused to let Tani get under her skin. "I couldn't say much as I have barely just met you, my dear." She smiled politely, "I've been at this for quite some time, forgive me if I've come to realize that most of Ul'dah wish more than sweet songs and lovely lullaby's, especially when a drink is offered and I am taken to a remote and well hidden establishment." Isabelle would chuckle softly, "I am here to entertain you. This has been my one and only True expectation. The manner is always up to those keeping my company." She would smile at Tani, sweet and sincere. No.. she wouldn't let Tani's words get to her. Perhaps as 'Isabelle' but never as 'Minalla'.

Isabelle simply couldn't resist and responded in kind, "You may claim your prize whenever you'd like. Simply send me letter by delivery moogle if you can't find me." She would turn her attention to Tani. "I am curious.. has something come up? Your mood seems to have changed." Does she know? Nonsense.. No one knows me outside of my armor.. Is it my voice? Hardly.. My helm muffles most anything I say or do. Besides.. I let my accent revert itself. Am I being paranoid? Yes.. most definitely. None's the wiser..

Isabelle smiled and finished off the rest of her ale, "Is there a particular one that you'd like to hear?" She would eye Tani, appraising her once more. She seemed a lovely maiden.. if not a bit gruff. The contrast made her stifle a small giggle. Thoughts drifted towards the contrast of on-duty Tani to off-duty Tani. The elezen was Quite amused..

Isabelle laughed light-heartedly. "Tis rare one would invite a minstrel someplace for merely a drink. Forgive my assumptions." She'd smile at Tani and take another sip of her spiced ale. Ul'dah always had it right.. Far too many disappointments in Limsa. The minstrel would hum a soft tune to herself, merely enjoying the quiet moments... for however long they lasted.

The elezen would elegantly take a sip of her ale. She would watch Tani from the corner of her eyes. "Mm.. I wonder, what happens next in that delightfully devious mind of yours..? Surely you did not merely ask me here for a drink." She'd tilt her head, "Your sly smile gives you away."

Isabelle would lean closer. She'd let the hyur smell the soft scent of her perfume. Floral. Cinnamon. Expensive.. She'd let Tani's eyes wander her form freely, as she did others. Once more, that nail traced the accountant's jawline with a predatory glint in her eye. Her voice was a low, sultry purr, "An earned victory or a stole one..?" She would lean in close. Very teasingly close. The elezen bit her bottom lip and mused, comforable within Tani's space without a care in the world who saw or spectated. That nail would trace down Tani's neck.. only to withdraw after it had traced the hyur's collarbone. Drinks are here.

Isabelle would playfully retort to those words, "On you..? What position?" She'd mischievously grin and giggle a little before turning towards the bartender, "Have you a bit of spiced ale? Nay much. I like the warmth but I like my wits about me." She'd give Tani a knowing side-glance. She knew this game. It was a game of chess.. and she delighted in it.

Isabelle was intrigued with this side of Tani. The confidence, the arrogance, the clear-cut assertion. She would follow the hyur through the streets of Ul'dah. A place not unfamiliar to herself. Though she was born to the icy snows of Coerthas, Ul'dah was the city of choice. The night life thrived and cool air wasn't quite so frigid and icy. The sound of sand in the wind was nothing short of calming. A different kind of ocean than the one she'd been living in. The elezen would play her part, winking, smirking, musing at the attentions of others as they glanced at the pair. She followed without protest. Without a second thought. With.. trust. Trust? Hmph. Curiousity. Merely curiousity. That is it. Isabelle glanced at the tavern and strode in behind Tani. She was slightly wary, though did her best not to show it. Confidence. Steady.. When prompted with that curious little side-glance, the elezen would continue to smile. "Such an interesting place. Of all my time spent in Ul'dah.. I am pleased to see that there are always new things to learn and new places to dwell."

Isabelle nodded once, "Sounds lovely. Lead on..?" She would only stand once Tani did, following the hyur with curiousity. What the hell do you think you're doing? Mm.. relax.

Isabelle mused and began to strum a little something, "Your wishes are my desires.." The perfect song came to mind.. "The rain now falls Each drop an agony The war has come Without you next to me Oh wandering love Farther with every mile Know no defeat Through ice and dragon fire Come to back to me if i fall Please believe you once loved me Though you don't know me.." Her song was soft and haunting, heartfelt and gentle. Her gaze remained locked with Tani's as she continued.. "The arrows fly Points tipped in misery To ruins laid Our home, our sanctuary Smoke fills the skies All the worlds a burning ember Shall our love die? With no one to remember Hold onto me and what was Please believe you one loved me Though you don't know me.." Isabelle lost herself in her own song, strumming her harp as her heart poured forth wordlessly with such passion. "Come back to me if I fall Please believe you once loved me Though you don't know me.." She paused as the song ended, still gazing into Tani's eyes.

If only you knew.. Isabelle giggled and leaned in a little more. Her soft, purring voice was nearly a whisper. Intentionally quiet enough to try and lure Tani closer, "And what sort of passion do you love most? The quiet and sensual kind? Hard and rough? Heroic and bold..?" Isabelle would let her eyes openly wander Tani's form before meeting that gaze once more. Her dark lips curled into a mischievous little smirk, easily seen through the purple veil, "Or maybe.. secretive and taboo..?" She'd trace a long nail down Tani's jawline, playfully musing to herself, as she leaned back once more to strum her harp.

Isabelle just smiled very wide. She was as welcoming as could be and hardly missed a beat as she responded with just as sultry a tone. Eyes wandered up and over Tani's form, appraising the hyur before meeting Tani's eyes with a flirty, playful gaze, "In which tone would you like to hear it..?" Isabelle bit her bottom lip for a moment. .. Careful now. She'd giggle a bit with her own thoughts, mostly about how absurd this whole situation was, strumming her harp idly.

Isabelle mused, watching Tani. She wanted to laugh but at the same time, no one would know why. The little hyur was a stark contrast to how she was around the company and the elezen savored the knowledge. Her voice was soft and sweet, "What brings you to Ul'dah, mi'lady..? Seeking companionship from the Quicksand..? Enjoying the sweets of the market? Maybe.. hoping to hear a song or two more?" Isabelle had fun intentions as she started to play the same tricks that Tani had played on the couple. Shifting in her seat, the elezen would press into the hyur once more.. but only for a moment. Relaxed, she'd lean back against the bench, giving Tani full view of herself.. as she often did for the men who requested songs.

Isabelle tried to stifle a giggle as the man's lady huffed and stood, storming off with her young man. He dared to cast a glance back at Tani.. and certainly not directed at her eyes. Isabelle strummed and started to sing a little tune, eyes curiously focused on the hyur. Does she notice who I am..? Stay calm. Stay collected.. You've done this a thousand times before. Isabelle took pride in her songs as she began, "Lips ripe as the berries in June Red the rose, Red the rose Skin pale as the light of the moon Gently as she goes" All worry or hesitance melted from Isabelle as she dedicated her heart and soul to the simple, yet elegant song. Isabelle shifted while she sang, leg's crossed and nearly bare. She sang for Tani with a smile, continuing sweetly, as she sought to melt away the dour, vindictive mood her friend seemed to be in.. "Eyes blue as the sea and the sky Water flows, water flows Heart burning like fire in the night Gently as she goes."

Isabelle grinned really wide as she continued to strum her harp, "Oh my.. Such a lovely night full of lovely things, mm..?~" She would shift to cross her legs and accidentally bump Tani in the process, pushing her even further into the couple. "Oh dear me, my pardons, mi'lady." She would give Tani that knowing look before addressing the very distracted, very perturbed young man, "Shall I sing you lovely threesome a song..?"

Isabelle smirked. Yeah.. she knew what was happening. She'd continue to strum her harp, moving towards the three. The flabbergasted young man did his best to ignore Tani. Her own bosom filled her clothes and she would sit there right next to the instigating hyur. Isabelle's voice purred almost sultry as she smiled and leaned close and addressed Tani, "Fine night, isn't it love..?"

The elezen continued to strum away, humming her tune with wandering thoughts. She caught sight of Tani and, outwardly, appeared not to have noticed much. What is she doing..? Isabelle didn't address Tani just yet. Instead, she watched the hyur with her turquoise eyes, slightly wary but doing her best not to show it.

I need an escape.. A tall elezen wearing thavnairian clothing. Dark purple. Grape purple for exact color. A dark contrast against the golden chains and soft, pale skin. The veil across her face nearly hid her features but... not entirely. At last.. relaxation. Isabelle felt free in this guise. The sky was dark but the city of Ul'dah was lit beautifully with torches and lamps. She smiled. The harp in hand, wasn't the most beautiful nor the best, but it was well-kept and sang beautifully with every idle pluck of her fingers. She'd close her eyes, strumming away, playing a soft, haunting melody as the elezen sat beside the fountain just beyond the Quicksand. The sound of the water was comforting. Freeing even. Not too far off was a couple whispering and giggling together which only made Isabelle smile even more. Softly, she'd hum a soft lullaby without a care in the world.