Jig

Enough asking questions. Time for action.

Where'd you get that? :>

Is that a Polish flag-themed pillow or I'm just homesick? Also... Cards agaist humanity. Respect man!

Day 1 The Goblet Night 2quySfT5Ik8 Inessa left L'rhome behind heading back to her office. When she peeked behind her, the Male Miqo'te was long gone. At least she was left with a feeling of doing something good. Karma was on her side. Night was calm and chilly. The sky was sprinkled with stars as usual here. Certainly an evening worth enjoying. Yet... something was in the air. Something that hadn't let her instincts lay to rest. When she got back to her office and laid to bed, she peeked once more at the note, The Flea has left under the fake hat. "Time's running out, that's for sure. At least for those, which souls are not pure." - she mutterd. - "What the hell does he means by that...?" Day 1 Ul'dah - Meiko's room Night After a tough day of wondering, investigating and finding riddles, Meiko went back to her room in The Quicksand. As she sat on her bed she peeked once more at the note, throwing knife she found. "Yet I suggest you hurry it up, Make haste. There are more of them shinies that match my taste." - She muttered as she laid her head on a pillow. - "What is he plotting...?" End of Chapter 1 [align=center]The Flea Circus[/align] [align=center]Chapter 2[/align] [align=center]The Soul-Litter[/align] [align=center] [/align] Day 2 Ul'dah - Fitzroy's Office Early Morning Oquox8Wnag4 Vincent had a sleepless night. His head being on the edge of a blade was certainly one of his concerns that left him sleepless. His tired, bloodshot eyes laid restless on the entrance to the office as he was awaiting someone. Suddenly Grad barged in. - "Sir!" - "You again... Hope you secured the evidence? Found the hat?" - "No sir!" - "Great job..." Fitzroy rolled his eyes. - "The one we've found was a fake. But there's some other news!" - "Bad or worse?" - "It's a disaster, sir!" - "Splendid..." - "The Flea struck again!" - Grad almost yelled. Vincent slammed his fist on the desk. - "WHAT?! Where?!" - "The Goblet again! His victim was Northman Baxter!" - "Northman Baxter? This filthy rich Cat-lover? What what on Hydaelyn "The Flea" would want from him?!" - "His most precious cat's litter box." - "Seriously...?" - Vincent quirked his eyebrow as he couldn't believe what he heard. - "It was made of gold, sir!" - "What on... I don't even... Who would buy such thing?! What the hell is wrong with theese rich people?! What will be next?! A diamond diaper?!" - "Is that even a thing, sir...?" - "Shut up!" - "Sir!" - "So... what do we know about this... What was his name again?" - "Northman Baxter. Well... he's famous for loving cats and 'Mr. Snugglecheeks' is his favourite so he bought him a litter box made of gold... Also we have quite a file on him. He's infamous in the underworld for smuggling some illegal materials. It appears that he's one of our sponsors too." - "Shit, you are serious... I thought you were joking." - "No jokes sir. I'm on duty." - "Boyscout... Send letter to this Hara-Lady. Let her do this. Also get some boys and secure the crime scene!" - "Sir!" - as the rookie saluted, he left. - "Litter box... Where is this world coming to?" - Vincent muttered as he rubbed his tired eyes. Day 2 Ul'dah - Inessa's office. Early morning. 7bW75OwVXZI Inessa was woken up by knocking on her door. She crawled out of bed and head to open them. It was a moogle courier. - "A letter for you, Kupo!" She'd open the envelope. Day 2 Ul'dah - Meiko's room Early Morning W6imm8t4B0o Meiko was woken up by the sound of blade suddenly driven into the wood. She immidiately stood up alarmed, yet no one was here. The sunlight struck her eyes as she covered them with a hand that was holding one of her daggers. She was alarmed by the sound... She looked up an opened window. Amano realised that she'd left it closed during the night. There was a knife stuck within the shutter and a note pinned by it. The Doman approached and tear down the note givin a quick peek upon the knife that looked the same as the one she found yesterday. Then she looked upon a piece of paper. [align=center][/align] "What the hell...?" - she muttered, confused by what she just saw.

"Shh!" - Professor did put a finger on his lips to show her that she needs to be quiet, showing some signs of embarassment on his face, by changing it's color to pale-pink. "We are in a library..." - He'd shift his tone to whisper - "You need to be quiet." Professor looked at her from above, regardless of his actual height, and measured her from toes to tip of her head. "Rookie, huh...?" Jigumundo leaned over the pile of books she threwn off the shelf. "Those aren't really good if you want to start learning... But..." Lalafell pushed his glasses further up his nose and started searching the pile, fetching her a book after a while. It was "Aether Science". "That shoudl cover the theoretical basics... aaaaaand..." The next one he gave her was "Thaumaturgy and Me - how to cast a fireball and not hurt yourself" "...that one." Then he'd reach to his suits inner pocket to get a small piece of paper from there and also gave it to the rookie. "Also you might use this... as well as to get a contact with me or just as a bookmark" The note was actually a business card: "I hope that you might find all three of this things useful..." - Professor bowed his head a bit and started tidying up the mess, that girl did.

"Put me down. No need to babysit me, love. Releasing me is enough help for me to be grateful. Name's L'rohme, by the way." The man comes down from Inessa's back and dusts off his already torn up clothes. They would look pretty fancy if not bloodstained and covered in dirt. "If you need any help I'll be roaming the streets as usual... Buuut it may be a better idea for me to hide for a while. The shortie won't be happy about his prey dissapearing. I hope that he didn't find out it was you who released me. What's your name again?"

If there's slot available I'll gladly take one :3

Day 1 The Goblet Night "This shortie is nuts!" - man began violently. - "His men captured me out of nowhere, dragged me to his mansion and he immidiately accused me of being some "Flea" or whatever. And started beating me to death." He'd spit with blood on the ground. "He tried to force me to admit that I broke into his house and stole some fancy-ass-shit hat... That's stupid! He refused to let me go until I admit to the burglary which I never commited! Hell! Lady! I ain't even a burglar!"

Day 1 The Goblet Night Eventually Inessa was able to sneak out and leave the estate without getting noticed. - "Damn, you're strong..." - the man rubbed his wrists when Inessa put him to the ground. -"Why would you help me?" - he asked all of sudden while wiping his chin out of saliva that got through when he was gagged. He moved his chin a little to check if it's not misplaced. - "Damn it, that pipsqueak gave ma a hard time... Who are you anyway? Why would you help me? Not that I don't appreciate it it's just... you know."

Melody and Jig:

At one moment when Jigumundo was staying at the Midnight Moogle, he and Brio was forced to share a bed (Honestly... only Jig had an issue with that) And this is the result

Some random doodle. (Lies. Always wanted to draw this ) Random Midnight Moogle Shenanigans

Something was in the air. It was getting hotter and hotter. Was it the weather... "Oh no..." - Melody noticed a slight twitch on Jig's eyelid after he was put down to the ground by Ana. The sparks jumping on his body were also noticeable as well as pebbles shaking next to Jig. Few fruits on the stand popped spreading juice all over the shopkeeper. An unlit torch bursted with fire... "A 'Pardon'...?" - Jig muttered through teeth. "A 'Pardon'. Doesn't. Give. Me. Justice." Sparks that were dancing on his body turned into small flames. Light reflecting from his huge spectacles covered his eyes entirely. Something WAS in the air. Aether to be specific...

Day 1 The Goblet - Neneji's Estate Night The prisoner began to slowly wake up. Upon seeing Inessa he'd let out a small gasp. He began to move in panic. He mumbled something quetly, probably not even strong enough to scream. Inessa looked upon the doors. Hopefully he didn't wake up the guard...

You were saying?

A silver haired Lalafell wearing a navy-blue suit, covering a white shirt and ascott under his neck. The man adjusted his glasses, pushing them further on to his nose, with his small, glove wearing hands. The light reflection covered his tired green eyes for a second. "Definitely you should." - he replied, putting a book he held back on shelf and approaching the woman. - "Are you allright, miss? No broken bones? Hurt dignity?" - The sarcasm of his monotone voice got all onto her. She took awhile to look upon his face. The guy's face shown expression of irritation, yet it seemed like it's his usual face. Being annoyed surely comes naturally for this guy. He offered a helping hand to the girl, despite being shorter. Is he mocking her? Or just trying hard to be nice and utterly failing at it?

Jig sat on a couch, surprised of Melody's tone, as he walked Ququki outside with his gaze. Then he'd turn to Melody with expression of concern. Jig finally opened his mouth as he took the tea from Miss Adagio. "Why would he leave a trace after he got what he wanted? That makes no sense..." Jig tried to deduce what is happening, regretting that his arm laid limp, since it could be useful to comfort his girl. "Even if it's a trap, it's worth checking. At least it's a good start. Don't worry... we WILL find her. And those bastards WILL pay! I'm sure Mortine wasn't working alone or for his own benefit. It's obvious. Our next move should be checking the shroud." Professor spoke with faint voice. He was still weak, yet he regained his ability to speak. Melody's treatment worked... yet his right arm still leaves much to be desired. "Sit by me..." - Professor turned his voice down to soothing whisper. "You need to rest as well... I..." Words that he wanted to tell her as usual were hard for him to spit out. "I'm here for you, and your family."

Please don't take it as I'm immodest... but I get this a lot Thanks. I take it as a compliment ^^

Beards for the win! :U

Initiative: - Meiko - Inessa Day 1 The Quicksand Night W6imm8t4B0o Meiko turned her way back to the Quicksand. If any place was filled with gossipers, that should be Momodi's tavern. The place was crowded as usual at this hour. Meiko leaned over the railing in front of the entrance to watch the patrons and notice any possible informer. Then she heard a familiar voice.- "Well, lookie here." - Seth smiled. Lucky her... - "Fancy seeing you here." - she replied. - "I could say the same about you, Miss Amano." - Seth bowed sligtly, then added - "Hello, detective." - "I am hardly a detective. Just after the bounty" - Meiko waved her arm dismissively. Upon exchanging some attentions, the chat went to some more serious tone. - "You're ridiculous, you know that?" - Meiko crossed her arms. - "Ahem! Sorry. Part of my charm... I wouldn't change even if you pay me..." - Meiko smirked on that and adopted a more joking tone. - "Good think i never planned to pay you, then." - "Charming as always... Stick to bounty hunting and leave the jokes to entertainers." - "I don't get paid for being charming." - "I see. Money don't grow on trees. No rest for the wicked, eh? I got your drift..." - Seth leaned over the railing and gloomed a little. Meiko quirked her brow upon his reaction and shook her head. - "Anyroad, don't suppose you heard anything else, yeah?" - "Not really... Except that someone might just saw the guy." Meiko looked mildly surprised when Seth made that statement. - "Is that so? There's often some truth to rumors. Any idea who might've caught a glimpse?" - "One cute lala-girl I once robbed from some junk... I was running from her, man she was nuts. Threw fireballs at me! Suddenly when I approached hustings strip... my stuff... uh... I mean... her stuff vanished!" - Seth gesticulates while telling the story. Amano paused at the wording, if only briefly. - "Figured there was something crooked about you." - "Oh come on... I was just having fun. I planned on returning it to her. It was just some aether infused ink or whatever magic mumbo jumbo..." She eyed the other, then let out a soft, thoughtful 'hmm'. - "I'm sure you were.. Got a name for this woman?" - "Uh... Not sure... let me think..." - "Don't strain yourself." - "I remember she had dark skin and dark blonde hair... combed in two... pigtails? She was wearing those huge nerdy glasses. And had those big, cute, hypnotising green eyes!" - Seth scratched his chin. - "Her name... her name... M... M... Damn it... Mel? Something like this.. Meiko listened intently, seemingly paying close attention to the details. - "You took her ink and planned on returning it to her, but you don't even really remember her name?" Seth ignored this mean statement - "She was wearing pink shirt and pale-green leggings. Melody? Melodia? Melodd... Uh... something with music?" The bounty hunter nodded. - "Close enough. I'll keep an eye out, then. Don't hurt yourself, thinking about it so hard." - "Ha-ha.... hilarious. I think she saw him from up close." - "And you said you saw him from a distance?" - "Yeah. He gave her back her stuff and vanished in a puff of smoke. I'm kinda using same trick when want to escape or hide myself. Distraction you know." - "Sounds about right." - She shook her head. - "Anything -you- can tell me, then? Maybe what race he could've been? And, for that matter.. What makes you so certain that he's the Flea?" - "No. You? Amano shook her head again. - "I'm not so much interested in the Flea himself anymore, to be honest. Not in tracking him down directly, anyway. I've leads, but I'm not wont to discuss them. Quicksand has too many eyes and ears." - Meiko stated as Seth lifted his eyebrow. - "Oh what. You're being watched?" She quirked a brow at him. - "That's not what I said." - "Kinda sounded like that. Or maybe I'm just being paranoid..." - "I only said that the Quicksand had too many eyes and ears, not that they were specifically directed at me." - she dropped her voice a bit. - "Might be that you know something about someone that does though?" - "Hmm?" Meiko's lips slowly pulled into a smirk, and a shake of the head followed. - "Aye, but nevermind. Not a conversation to be had here." - "It's not like I'm bound to the place. If you need to talk in private just lead the way." - "I would, but truly, I need to be off." She took a half-step backwards, towards the door. "But I'll be in contact soon, don't worry." - "Do I look worried...?" Day 1 The Goblet - Neneji's estate Night 61FhUYLLiN8 Neneji's mansion looked heavily guarded by the night. His roegadyn goons patrolled the place with lamps. Good for Inessa - the garden had some dense plantlife where a skilled Miqo'te had no problem to hide. She slipped inside behind one of the guards who opened the door. When sneaking inside, she overheard the conversation.- "You think this guy is The flea?" - "Hardly. We captured him with no real hardship. Wasn't even fighting back." - "So why boss is giving him such a hard time?" - "I dunno. I dare not to ask." - "Really? Are you afraid of this wimp?" - "Shhush you idiot... are you nuts?" - "Ah forget it... where is he anyway." - "In the basement. I think Swylbryn guards him." - "Swylbryn? Damn it... this guy couldn't even notice a fly on his nose..." Lucky. Inessa made her way straight to the basement where a single guard was sitting on a stool, by the table with a single candle lit. Lucky for her he was asleep. She noticed a single, slightly opened door behind him. With ease, Inessa managed to sneak inside. She saw an unconcious, brutally beaten up Miqo'te from earlier. He was cuffed by the chains to a wall. His face was all filthy from blood and covered in bruises and cuts. He was gagged with a dirty rag. Looked barely alive...

We had fun once. It was awful.

*Looks at Eleni with sinister smile* Someone lacks productivity... J-Man to the rescue!

Jigumundo: 6peD5RnatZA Since the title and overall upbeat mood of the song pretty much matches his fighting style which is... Explode everything. Seth: 5t99bpilCKw Since the lyric match the character pretty well.

Day 1The Weaver's Guild Evening As the crowd gathered to check what's going on, the investigators prepared the place for Brass Blades to further investigation and gathering evidence. Soon after a few of them appeared on a place. One of them has not been wearing his headpiece, appearing as a young, blonde haired man. - Private Grad Tinkleweed at your service! From the courtesy of Captain Vincent Fitzroy I'm locking out this place for further investigation. Thank you detective! Dismissed! The blades started gathering evidence as the investigators retreated to Inessa's office. Day 1 Inessa's place Night 7bW75OwVXZI The inside of Inessa's office was quiet and felt a lot more private than Redolent Rose's Fashion Masterpiece Vault. The chalkboard were filled with a lot of stuff as usual, and the mess... Certainly it felt like a busy place. The investigators had a moment to think and discuss what to do next and develop a plan and some theories...