Great, a drunkard. And a loud one at that. Jana lifted her leather helmet a little bit to get a better look around; some Elezen woman was shouting. ...Now Ser Kage had joined in, and he was passing around candy or something. She thought to herself for a moment; Jana didn't think she had actually fallen asleep. Did they get so deep into their cups before coming to the tavern? The Miqo'te simply crossed her arms as she waited near the counter for a chance to order her own drink, not saying anything as the activity around her grew in volume.
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12-30-2014, 07:17 PM
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"It would be my pleasure! Although it seems the good sir has beaten you to it," Nimimi chuckles, nodding towards the Lalafell now handing around peanuts. She can't help but smile at how delighted he looks by the turn of events - or perhaps it was the funny elezen who just announced her arrival.
"Pleasure to meet you Evangeline, I'm Nimimi," she smiles, turning back to the lady and nodding her head. Her curiosity leaps at the mention of Ishgard, for she had only left Thanalan a few times, and each trip had taken her to Gridania. "Ishgard! It must have been a very long journey here?" Nimimi squeaks. She winces as in the corner of her vision she sees the delighted lalafell walk into a pillar. It was turning into a very unexpected homecoming indeed. |
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12-31-2014, 09:20 AM
Having made her boisterous entrance, the Elezen began to walk towards the seating area. The place was becoming full and she didn't want to miss out on a seat.
Normally, she would circle the outer seating area like a vulture, swooping in to speak with folks that she espied and fancied knowing more about. This time, however, she was gonna have a seat. And a drink. Then another drink. Maybe a third drink. And hopefully someone would approach her and say hello. Maybe even her training dummy turned Miqo'te suitor would materialize, who knows? It was Ul'dah! She sat herself at a corner table, resting herself into the chair side-saddle, legs crossed and facing the center of the "pit" to people-watch, her bright hazel eyes constantly darting about, scanning the room, its inhabitants and any number of otherwise assumed insignificant details. |
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12-31-2014, 10:08 AM
Gran's little black eyes immediately affixed to the proffered hand, staring at it for a moment before glancing up at the appendage's owner with a slight cant to his porcine head. Jeez, was she going to make him do all the work here? He gave her hand the lightest of snuffles before pressing his head intently into it as a not so subtle hint as to his wishes. He came over looking for pets and treats after all and, gosh darn it, he was gonna get pets and/or treats! Preferably both, of course, but perhaps the treats would come later.
Had this been under different circumstances, Gran might have been a little more wary. After all, he had suffered his fair share of mistreatment before landing in the hands of Chachanji. However, his aforementioned owner was right there doing... whatever it was he was doing... and the taller biped seemed quite approachable and friendly besides. Not to mention that they were on his turf, and he could totally show Lili what for if she tried anything funny. So, it was obviously in her best interests to stay on his good side and keep him well-petted. As for the other half of the equation, Chachanji turned towards Lili as she spoke to him. There was something in her tone that was... just comforting. He was vaguely reminded of his own mother, albeit from a time before she had started trying to drill economics and business sense into his head. Just thinking about it made him a bit wistful really, and he returned his violet gaze towards the Miq'kitten while his thoughts idly drifted back many years into the past. To a simpler time. "Ah, so yer Mikh'a, huh?" he echoed quietly with a soft grin, turning his attentions back to the little tyke as he splayed himself out in restful slumber. Chachan knew the little guy couldn't answer, even if he had been awake. Still, he just couldn't help himself beyond keeping his tone down quiet enough to avoid interrupting Mikh'a's sleep. "Haldo, Lil' Mikh'a." A familiar name brought him out of his baby reverie, though. "Huh, Kage?" the youngest Gegenji queried as he turned around curiously, his hands still gently clasping the edges of the basket. "Oh. Hey. Kage, come look! Come look at th' baby." |
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