"Aye, Lillith indeed." The girl grins and when Franz asks about her usual Dragoon partner she gives a wave of her hand.
"Meta? He's off doing a different job. There weren't any big ones for grabs today, so we decided to each do a couple of small ones."
She seems generally pleasant, though way her ears seem to droop and her shoulders slump speak of a discomfort for the current climate. Just as Lillith is about to continue the slightly awkward conversation, the voice of her favorite dead man causes her ears to twitch and her head to turn.
"Well then, isn't this just a party?" Her hands settle themselves on her hips as her eyes sparkle with mischief at the Crow's words.
"No, it would seem as if the target for my arrows today would be poor Franz here." The cat rubs the back of her neck with one hand as she grins.
"As for what I am up too...I'm just here to do a job. Not to fill anyone with arrows. Honest. Though as far as entertainment goes, I could always do a little dance but there are better miqo'te in Ul'dah for that than me."
"Meta? He's off doing a different job. There weren't any big ones for grabs today, so we decided to each do a couple of small ones."
She seems generally pleasant, though way her ears seem to droop and her shoulders slump speak of a discomfort for the current climate. Just as Lillith is about to continue the slightly awkward conversation, the voice of her favorite dead man causes her ears to twitch and her head to turn.
"Well then, isn't this just a party?" Her hands settle themselves on her hips as her eyes sparkle with mischief at the Crow's words.
"No, it would seem as if the target for my arrows today would be poor Franz here." The cat rubs the back of her neck with one hand as she grins.
"As for what I am up too...I'm just here to do a job. Not to fill anyone with arrows. Honest. Though as far as entertainment goes, I could always do a little dance but there are better miqo'te in Ul'dah for that than me."
Lillith Cale (Still a work in progress)
