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McBeefâ„¢ · **11-21-2014, 02:47 PM**

(11-20-2014, 10:39 PM)Gleo Nuhn Wrote: "Eva's mission certainly has noble intentions, but it's the method that could do with some refining." He gives a Eva a level look; a mix between jesting and serious tone.Â

Evangeline give a look of mock offence, "Why Mr G'leo, one should never insult the refinement of a lady." She laughs, "It seems the little one has become attached to us."

She frowns as the Company of Brass blades, exit the gates. "On second thought, Mr G'leo is right." Evangeline ruffle's the child's hair, "Best hurry away, lest the Syndicate's hounds take notice of you. Warn the others as well."

(11-21-2014, 01:43 PM)Unnamed Mercenary Wrote: Nymian and Amdaporean writings are more of a personal favorite."

He gaze fell closer to the gate, where a group of Brass Blades had seemed to congregate. "It looks as if they're preparing to start a raid."

"Nymerian and Ampadorean..." She muses as she walks up next to him, "I wonder if any of their political writings survived. Perhaps we can speak on that."

Evangeline, strides past Franz, eyes narrowing as she spies the mounted figure. "Lady Crofte." She says in a loud voice, "Welcome to the Slums." Giving an exaggerated bow, "What can this humble woman do for your Ladyship."

G'leo Nuhn · **11-21-2014, 03:23 PM**

G'leo feigns an ignorant smile at Eva; purely genuine as he does have a vast amount of respect for both Eva and Franz. "I would do no such thing. You're refinement is never in question, my dear; I am humbled by that fact, despite my sometimes less than 'modest' appearance."

"Little one, at least be kind enough to introduce yourself before you depart."

The girl blushes, hiding her face in the crook of G'leo's shoulder. Odd time to be struck with timidity for the previously bold, little girl. "Mrrrrsss-" she mumbles into his collarbone.

"I don't think they heard you."

"Myst." she says, lifting her head up and then quickly back down.

G'leo sighs, shrugging her into a better position. "Strange one (said to the girl), I shall return shortly (said to Eva and Franz)."

He speaks a few words in his own language to Norrington, who pads next to him, and deposits the girl on the drake's back. The trio begin walking towards the eastern portion of the refugee camp, leaving Eva and Franz alone. He leads the drake, and now recovered, beaming Myst back to her mother's tent.

It's only at this time does he notice the blades nearby.

Shit.

Leading the trio out of view of the soldiers, G'leo weaves through the tents to keep them out of view. He instructs Norrington to take the girl home, which the drake does so obediently, but Norrington lacks the finer parts of stealth, and takes a more obvious route to return Myst home.

G'leo walks out from his hiding spot in time to see Eva address what appears to be the leader of the military force. The woman atop her chocobo is quickly recognized by him, but, for the life of him, can't remember her name.

Well, perhaps this will make it easier to avoid detection.

He walks next to Franz, purposely keeping his distance away from Eva and the Sultansworn.

Coatleque · **11-21-2014, 05:10 PM**

The Blade Captain drew up alongside the mount and held up a document which she took and glanced over before handing it back down.

"Men", she began to which there was a snort somewhere in the middle of the company. She rolled her eyes before continuing. "And G'erll." A happy gasp accompanied the acknowledgement.

"Your company has been reassigned as of this morning. You shall be marching to Highbridge on the outskirts of Thanalan to report under command of Captain Longhaft. Based on the Captain's reports back the Qiqirn have been harassing trade routes into the Shroud and may be backed by the Amalj'aa in the area. Fortunately, Longhaft is not known to be a hard man, but he does take his duty seriously."

Just then she heard her name from behind in a familiar jarring voice she was quickly learning to hate. It took all of her resolve to remain focused on the present task.

"Some of you may be new. You may fear what is to come. I am sure the Captain shall drill each and every one of you on your arrival. It may hurt, and some of you may even bleed. Remember that you take this punishment for Thanalan! It is a thankless job that we all share in, keeping our borders safe. Assist each other as necessary, handle yourselves well, and we shall all be satisfied as the sun sets on a still peaceful Ul'dah.

Go now and know that her Grace's favor is with you on this endeavor."

With that she raised her sword and brandished it once. "For coin and country!"
The reaction of the Blades was far less than stellar, though there were a few who appreciated her words. The Captain signaled that it was time to move and the company turned forward once more and began to march towards Black Brush.

Coatleque reared her chocobo around and scanned the refugee camp with narrowed eyes trying to find the latest thorn in her side.

McBeefâ„¢ · **11-21-2014, 05:53 PM**

Evangeline relaxes internally, as she sees the Brass Blades head off into the distance. She turns and give a reassuring nod to G'leo and Franz.

She smiles before turning back to Crofte. "Lady Crofte? Did you not hear me?" Evangeline continues to approach. "Surely you could not be ignoring your good friend Evangeline."

"I merely wish to welcome you to the squalor of Ul'dah." She smiles, "You work hard propping up an oppressive regime, Lady Crofte. I am sure you are excited to examine the fruits of your labor."

She give a wide sweeping gesture towards the camp, which has become noticeably more empty since the arrival of the Brass Blades.

**Unnamed Mercenary** · **11-21-2014, 08:13 PM**

Franz stood back, so as to not interrupt the two women. He was well-aware of the authority Ser Crofte had, and expected that she would remain professional amidst the insults the Elezen was sending her way.Â

He spoke in a voice just above a whisper to G'leo. "I'm missing something here, aren't I?"Â

It was taking more effort to keep up a friendly facade, and Franz felt his mind going a little blank. He would likely need to leave before a bell would pass.

G'leo Nuhn · **11-22-2014, 12:07 AM**

G'leo, a bit tense, whispers back to Franz. "In all honesty, I can't say I rightly know. Eva is in support of the refugees' cause, but I don't see what the Sultansworn has to do with it."

Norrington peaks his head from within one of the tents. How the bloody hell he got into it is beyond G'leo, but at least he's remaining hidden.

"Are you alright? You look pale?" He asks the Highlander.

Coatleque · **11-23-2014, 03:25 PM**

Coatleque tensed as the Elezen approached her. Slowly she sheathed her blade. Mounted as she was she barely had to look down at the woman from her own considerable height. The bird ignored them both, being content simply to be out of the stable for the day.

"Miss Primrose.", she stated flatly. "You are making a strange habit of being seen in my presence when you are not entirely wanted. How could I ignore you when you so brazenly insert yourself into my affairs?"

She slowly scanned the view behind the woman and noted Franz in the distance speaking to someone who matched the vague descriptions of a wanted man. She watched them from the distance while continuing to speak to Evangeline.

"You claim her Grace oppresses these people. What you fail to realize is that they are only allowed to remain here because of her succor. It was she who heard their pleas whilst the Syndicate turned a deaf ear."

She paused, still watching the pair.

"Further more, this squalor is not of Ul'dah as it remains outside the walls. Though if you truly want to see such I will escort you to the darkened allys of Pearl Lane."

McBeefâ„¢ · **11-23-2014, 05:06 PM**

Evangeline raises a hand to her chest, a look of mock hurt on her features "Not entirely wanted? But I thought we were friends, Lady Crofte. It is only natural friends seek to help each other in their affairs."

She smiles, "I did not claim her grace oppresses them personally." She laughs, "That would be silly. Just that she is part of a larger system Lady Crofte... as are you." She smiles, "As much as I would enjoy accompanying you to Pearl Lane, I am not as at home there as you are." She gestures to her companions. "Why not join us though? Perhaps it would do some good for one of her Majesty's guard to spend some time among the people."

"If Her Grace truly does hear the plight of these people, should you not as her servant, hear it as well?" She bows slightly, "The offer is open, Lady Crofte, should you wish to get off of your high chocobo."

Coatleque · **11-23-2014, 05:48 PM**

Her head snapped back to the left towards Evangeline at her words and the chocobo took a half step to the side at the sudden movement. She almost glared at the woman.

"These are not our people.", she scoffed. "Those are our people." To this she pointed to the city gate before them. "If these ones wish to immigrate properly rather than setting up lean-to's on our walls, then I welcome them. T'is a fire hazard in the desert sun."

**Unnamed Mercenary** · **11-23-2014, 06:01 PM**

Franz stood watching as the two women exchanged words. Remembering a question had been asks of him, he mustered up the words "no, not likely."

A searing headache was slowly settling in and he wasn't sure of what may have brought it about. Regardless of the reasons, it wasn't pleasant. Was Service Crofte here to check on the bounty? Or was she simply there as part of whatever had been going on earlier.

Either way, she and Eva clearly had some issue to settle. And he wasn't going to be a part of it. There was no reason to involve himself in the issues of a stranger.

But to G'leo, he did manage "Miss Crofte doesn't have any business with you, does she?" he wouldn't speak of the bounty, but there was no reason. To pretend it did not exist.

McBeefâ„¢ · **11-23-2014, 06:14 PM**

Evangeline starts, surprise evident on her face. "Lady Crofte... I have said things of your nature, as a dog of the state. Lately, I must admit, they have been in jest."

She almost looks hurt, "Surely you must mean those words in jest as well... despite being in poor taste." She meets Crofte's glare, "We are all of one people, Lady Crofte. What diminishes the one diminishes us all."

She touches the rough unfinished braid the child had started, "Even your liege can recognize that, despite her inaction." She sets her feet, "If your words are true, then begone from this place. Your presence will bring nothing but poison."

"Go back in that gate and lick the boots of your taskmasters. The people of this camp do not need another sneering bitch to mock their plight."

Evangeline almost shakes as she spits out the last few words, looking up at Crofte with squared feet.

Coatleque · **11-23-2014, 06:47 PM**

She looked down at the Elezen with a sense of smug satisfaction at finally having turned the woman's words against her. Her glare turned to a smirk.

"I do not speak in jests. If you mistake my sense of duty for a lack of sympathy, that is your own laps in judgement. As a foreigner, this here..." She gestured to the camp behind them "... is your domain. You wish to improve their lot? Then you are welcome to it with mine blessing."

She turned the bird back towards the gate all the while pointing to it once more and looking back to Evangeline.

"As a servant to her Grace, that is my domain. It is by our sacrifice that it remains standing even today. And by that selfsame sacrifice is your domain permitted to exist along side of it. We shall both go to lick the respective boots of our masters, though the ones I lick have given more to stand here than those you do."

With that she spurred the mount onward is if to return through the gate.

G'leo Nuhn · **11-23-2014, 07:14 PM**

"Miss, who?"Â

So that was her name, Crofte.

"No, not specifically." speaking to Franz. "I believe I met her once in Natalie's company, but that is the extent of our acquaintance."Â

He listens to both their conversation, trying to understand the extent of the conflict between the two. This class conflict is something that confuses him; yes there are different levels within his society, but only for the Nuhn's...even then it wasn't as he remembered. He turns to Franz.Â

"Could you expla- EY!"

Norrington has taken it upon himself to reveal his position, walking boldly over to where Eva stands, more than curious about the new arrival. The tension having stirred his own protective nature as he moves to Eva. The hiss from G'leo does startle the drake, but he stands plain in view before the gate.

McBeefâ„¢ · **11-24-2014, 04:44 PM**

Evangeline stands, quivering in anger as Crofte heads back to the city gate. She looks around, before finally spotting a wooden bucket, used by the denizens of the camp to void their bowels.

She grabs it by the handle, swinging it around several times before launching the sloshing mess at Crofte's back.

She turns, and walks away, face dark. She attempts to grab Norrington's scales and direct him back towards the camp as she leaves.

"Tyrannical... cold hearted.... cunt." She mutters angrily.

G'leo Nuhn · **11-24-2014, 05:56 PM**

Both Norrington and G'leo stare dumbfounded. Norrington, who is currently being attempted to hustle along, isn't. He barely budges as Eva pulls on his scales. Who knew that drake's could be so suprised themselves.
G'leo doesn't know what "cunt" means, but he can imagine it's not good.

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