"Capture? What capture?" Natalie frowns batting his hand away, "I'm fine, somehow the fall wasn't too bad... Wait, I know you." She tilts her head, the pudding wobbling on her head as she does so, though it seems her bushy hair is giving it a secure perch. "You're that merchant... Eorzea's greatest archer? Or it's greatest lover? One of those." She sighs, "Either way you shouldn't string ropes across the street, poor hungover..." She pauses.
"Hey my hangover is gone..." she blinks, "Eyes are better too... It's like that fall knocked it out of me." She closes her eyes, enjoying the delightfully cool sensation she was getting from her head, "How strange..."
Natalie clears her throat, "Anyway, I don't know what you two are up to, but keep the streets clear." She turns to Franz, "It's always the cannons with you isn't it Porkchop. I should be getting a 'Thank you for getting rid of that hornets nest,' but nooo." She rolls her eyes, "It's always the negatives with you.
Natalie turns as if to leave, "Don't let me see you blocking the street anymore."
"Hey my hangover is gone..." she blinks, "Eyes are better too... It's like that fall knocked it out of me." She closes her eyes, enjoying the delightfully cool sensation she was getting from her head, "How strange..."
Natalie clears her throat, "Anyway, I don't know what you two are up to, but keep the streets clear." She turns to Franz, "It's always the cannons with you isn't it Porkchop. I should be getting a 'Thank you for getting rid of that hornets nest,' but nooo." She rolls her eyes, "It's always the negatives with you.
Natalie turns as if to leave, "Don't let me see you blocking the street anymore."
