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She watched from some yalms away as Mr. Fallstone approached the young woman, his obvious schemes wretching her stomach to almost unprecedented levels. Muijh did have to chuckle a bit as it was clear that he was failing. Things like that, the utter failure of a complete sleaze, were always a personal favorite of Muijh. She wasn't always the best judge of character, but thanks to her brother's teachings, she had learned the basic patterns of the bottom-feeding, money-hungry extortionist types. Her joy faded, however, as she noticed A'ih returning with him, her stomach beginning its wretching yet again. It was at this point that she realized that she had seen this man before, when she first arrived and saw him and the Duke conversing. It was brief, and she knew neither of the two at the time, but now her brain was starting to connect the dots. Muijh quickly decided to abandon the thought. After all, she would have to deal with him soon enough, it would appear, so she chose to enjoy her current conversation to the best of her ability. "'Tis a cruel thing to tell someone so far beneath you of your financial troubles, my lord. Especially if you can throw a ball with its own performers. Speaking of..." Muijh made a small laugh as she spoke, a clear friendliness having returned to her voice. "What performances will there be, Duke? We won't be required to dance, right?"

"I may not have any sort of romantic feelings for you, but I still would enjoy a treat to dinner. My line of work doesn't exactly pay its dividends as well as I would often hope, you understand." It would appear that Muijh had regained control of her emotions and was back to her previous witty self. She shifted her weight to her left and crossed her arms yet again. "As for my description of our new friend here, you and I both know that was a figure of speech, milord. She did not literally save my life, granted, but Miss Makeo here did relieve me from a good deal of wracked nerves."

Don't worry about taking advantage of her kindness. I need someone to play a character like that anyway!

Hi! If you don't mind doing forum-only RPs, I'd be more than happy to help! It can be in a forum post or PMs, whichever you prefer. Edit: I didn't notice the bit about your dyslexia at first, sorry.

Muijh had been watching the exchange too flustered in her own thoughts to speak up, now that it looked as though her response told in panic might come to fruition. She had crossed her arms over her chest and turned her head away from the Duke at his teasing. "Two things, oh Duke." she replied, turning back to the group. "First and foremost, of course I don't mind one bit if you were to take her on this date, as I was hardly serious in the first place. Second, I should hope you don't regularly have two or more women to take to romantic dinners." She was clearly embarassed and was trying her hardest to go back on what she said, not that her attempts themselves were anything short of transparent. But then, it seemed, that a miracle had occurred in the form of Makeo offering to 'steal' the date to which she had convinced the Duke to agree. Her reddening face quickly lost its new pigment and a look of joy befell her, ears and tail perking up almost instantly. "By the Twelve, of course you aren't ruining my evening here! If anything, you're a complete life saver!" It took everything in Muijh's power to stop herself from jumping to hug her savior as tight as she could. After all, it would bave ruined both their dresses, and then no one would be happy.

"I, er, well... Y'see the thing is uh..." Muijh began uncharacteristically fumbling over her words. She could not contemplate why, after all it was likely this would be her last encounter with the Duke. She stopped trying to speak after another round of 'ums' and 'ers' and instead looked to the pair of Seekers heading to her and her host. She, too, noticed that they said nary a word and gave a slight grin to the Duke. That grin changed to a look of mild shock as the suggestion to state the new woman's name crossed Muijh's ears. She cursed him for being so clever, and the Twelve above for letting it happen. She knew it was all in good fun, but she still wasn't keen on the idea of losing.

Muijh thought for a moment and to her, it seemed as though hundreds of questions passed through her mind. Was she even serious about making him treat her to dinner? Who even was he? Where was this sudden confidence coming from? Though only a minute had elapsed, in Muijh's mind, she had been there for hours, staring into nothing. Oh great, now I look like some sort of loon. Say something, dammit!! thought Muijh. She forced herself back to reality and tried to say the first thing that came to mind. Her next words were nearly blurted out of her. "Just as long as it's somewhere romantic!" Muijh let out a scream within her own brain. Though there was no alcohol in her drink, Muijh was convinced that she had simply drank too much and was now suffering the consequences. It wasn't much of an explanation, but it was something. She took a deep breath and continued. "So, then, should fate be on your side, what shall I be giving up?"

Welcome to the RPC! If you're alright with forum RPs, my Muijh would be more than happy to get somethin' going with ya!

Her tail flicking back and forth, Muijh turned her body to watch A'ih as she moved along the hall. She leaned in a little closer to the Duke and drank the last few drops from her glass. Muijh then smiled in a most devilish manner as she began to speak. "What say you to a bit of a wager, Duke of the Isles? Should you be unable to correctly read your servant's words, you must swear to treat me to a nice restaurant anywhere in Eorzea that I so choose."

I'd love to add you in-game! ... if I were in Balmung... I'm a bit stuck on Diabolos as it stands, so I was hoping you'd be cool with something in forums? I totally understand if not.

Hrm... Muijh could probably help him out of some of his more dangerous missions, making sure he doesn't die. She won't like working with a killer, but she's a bit naïve so it likely won't take much to convince her.

Muijh could recognize when she'd lost, and this was a definitive Loss in her book. She smiled gently and bowed her head. "Well played, milord." She said as she raised her head. She took yet another swig of her 'wine,' her cup raised a bit longer this time. Muijh's eyes scanned the room briefly and spotted another Seeker lady seeming to sulk in a corner with quite the interesting mask. Intrigued, Muijh turned her gaze back to the Duke. "Well, since you know your assistant so intimately, why not try the same trick on her? I'd love to see how you watch her up close~" Muijh pointed to the woman she'd noticed not moments before and smiled yet again.

Muijh let out another short giggle and took another sip from her glass while cursing herself internally. She felt as though she had gotten so close to solving the mystery, regardless of how misguided she was in her approach. Clearly, she thought, this won't be near as easy as I was hoping. But, hey, this'll at least be fun. "The wine is phenomenal, sir! Though... How did you know my last name? I don't believe I've officially introduced myself yet." The Miqo'te put her free hand to her chin and leaned in, an eyebrow raised in inquisition. After a moment, Muijh returned to her original stance, though she did not remove her questioning gaze from her host.

"You brought me over only to talk to your assistant? I can hardly see how you have gotten as far as you have, sir~" Muijh put her right hand on her hip in playful indignance. "As enjoyable as that would be, however, it appears to me that your precious A'ih doesn't share that opinion, so for the time being, speaking with you seems to be the best course of action." Muijh waved over to the nearest waiter and asked for a glass of the same wine her host had in his own glass. After only a short period of time the waiter returned, glass in hand. Muijh took it, thanking him graciously, and had a sip before opening her mouth to speak. "So, my fair Duke, what is your name, exactly? You can't expect a lady to simply call you 'Duke' at all times, I'd wager."

I volunteer my Muijh to help however she can!!

Muijh happily returned the curtsy, aside from raising the skirt of her dress, as it was rather snug against her upper thigh. She turned her attention to the seated man and gestured to him in the same manner before speaking. "My good sir, I am simply having a ball." She chuckled at her own silly joke. "You are the Duke, I presume? I've heard a lot about you, yet I can't say I really know a single thing about you, milord. So, since your lovely assistant was kind enough to bring me to you--" Muijh turned back to A'ih and bowed to her with a smile. "why don't we take this wonderful opportunity to get to know each other?"

Muijh hardly had time to react as she was blown past, and before she realized it, the selfsame figure that created such an impressive current was before her once again. The shadow's words initially fell on deaf ears. Muijh moved her eyes up and down the person before her, the picture slowly forming in her mind. Within the first few glances, Muijh realized only three things: first, that this figure was, indeed, feminine in nature; second, the woman was carrying a plate, so perhaps she was a waitress of some kind; and finally, that her mouth was moving, so she must have been saying something. This last realization took the longest, as the woman's mouth barely moved. Though it was roughly two or three seconds, these observations felt as though they took eons to come to the forefront of her mind, and ever longer for her words to finally make sense. "O-Oh! Sorry, ma'am. Lead on, then." Muijh felt her ears perk back up as she followed her fellow Miqo'te. Though they were of different clans, the Keeper woman felt an almost immediate kinship with the Seeker who led her. "So... What might your name be? I'm Muijh! Muijh Mewrilah." Muijh's ears fell back once again, her attempts at conversing seeming to have failed. It was then that she heard the woman speak once more.

It was around four-thirty in the afternoon. As always, Muijh was walking about the gilded city looking for anything to do with her time before heading back to the inn for the night: finding something to eat, someone who seemed ill, or just a decent conversation to kill time. As it happened, she had stumbled across one of the seemingly hundreds of people scattered around Ul'dah to give out information about the Duke's ball. "Uhh, excuse me, sir?" she began, motioning to the tall Hyur handing out flyers, her tail flicking a bit. "What's this 'ball' I'm hearing about? And who exactly IS this Duke?" "Well, miss, it's a chance to meet one of the most influential people in this fine city! It's a come one, come all event for the ages! You'll dance, drink the finest wine, and get a true taste of the finer things in life! As for the man running the show..." the Hyuran man paused, leaning in close to her and continuing at a whisper. "He simply is The Duke! There've been rumors, naturally, but for all anyone can find, he's just a man with a lot of money. And if ye ask me, that's fine enough, s'long as he keeps throwin' balls and such!" Muijh was, of course, taken quite aback by the flood of information. Her ears flattened and she moved back a bit, but when he began to whisper, she calmed down and processed all that he'd said. So they continued talking, only stopping after Muijh found out the doors opened at eight. She thanked him graciously and ran off to the inn to change into her best clothes and redo her makeup. The Miqo'te walked to the door and gave a small bow to the doorman. He moved aside with the door and returned her gesture. Muijh was dressed in a short, sleek blue dress with her favorite pair of white thighboots. Her hair, though not done up in an particular way, was a bit more organized in its presentation. Once she had made it into the establishment the man at the door returned to his original position. Muijh looked around the area, trying to see what types of people were here. She noticed many distinguished men and women surrounded by fair-sized crowds, each trying to entertain their guests with their best stories. Those who were not crowding around someone were in their own groups and talking about anything and everything. She tried her best to join in on some, but she felt bad about walking up to interrupt ongoing conversations.

I'll gladly give it a try! Though I can't say much for Muijh's dancing ability.

Hi there! I'm not exactly new to RP'ing - I used to do it a fair bit several years back - but I think it's time I really try to get back in the game. Unfortunately, I play on Diabolos, so I can't do anything in-game. It's not a problem for me, since I have a preference for written adventures, but I'd imagine not as many people are looking for cross-server stuff... That being said! I would love to send my girl Muijh on her first real adventure. So, if anyone is interested in bringing her into a story or starting one up with me, lemme know and we'll work something out!

Well, hey, if you need a healer on your side, my Muijh would be more than happy to help! She's been looking for a more permanent adventuring partner/group, so it'd be tons of fun for me! Lemme know if you want me to just post her backstory or just send it to ya for the sake of brevity on this board.

Hi! You're in luck, considering my character is a healer!

Muijh Mewrilah: runaway baby starts throwing spells at people to make them feel better

Never done cross server, but why not? Awesome because neither have I! I can send you a quick background of Muijh if you'd like?

Oh man, I'd love to see our characters bounce off each other at some point (she's a travelling Neutral Good healer lol). Are you cool with cross-server stuff?