Youkio rushed back to his small shack on the river's edge. His long legs feeling fully stretched for the first time in a long while. Though his news was important, it felt nice to run, to feel the winds comb through his hair, the slight ache reminding him muscles were there, it all felt exhilarating.
He broke into a grin and keep running full speed until he neared the house. Slowing to a jog, he absentmindedly gave Pepper a quick pat on the side as she shuffled around the yard. He had asked about hitching the bird, but Tempest insisted against it and so far the chocobo had made no move to leave and even let Skittles snuggle on her back where the saddle usually was.
Upon Youkio's return, Skittles moved from chocobo to Youkio, settling on his head; fluffing up his feathers with an all over shiver as he landed. "What's with ta excitement, ey?" The pink bird cawed.
"Somthin big, seems talk's been goin round and we got us a meetin." Youkio replied to his friend. Though this wasn't the only reason for his excitement truth be told. He had a small plan of his own, one that Youkio hoped to place into effect shortly.
Cliodhna re-read the parchment, her jade eyes scanning the lines quickly. Forging documents were not new to her, but that didn't stop her from double and triple checking the contents to ensure it sounded correct in linguistics regarding the supposed sender and overall look of the document. Half the work had been easy enough thanks to proper planning; the few blank papers she grabbed from Erik's desk with the generic Flame Hall letterhead and swiping his ring were both in foresight for just this sort of occasion. The exact details of the letter mattered little, it simply stated that they were displeased with the events on the bridge and that a demand for the money was to be made and given to the Flame Currier that was in possession of the letter with a minor few backhanded death threats tossed in; all mimicking the written mannerism of a Flame personal. Near the bottom it was left blank save for a short statement saying the recipient should already be aware of the sender's identity.
After folding the letter carefully, she applied the wax and pressed the seal firmly into the puddle as Youkio burst into the door. "Somethin up, Piper?" She asked, not looking up from the newly formed seal; the edges crisply outling the scales that was the Flames' insignia.
"Yeah, we got ourselves a meetin! Overheard it down at back part of Hawker's alley, we got a bite and a meetin's bein set up over 'round Candlekeep for a sit down chat an some drinks." He replied, bouncing from foot to foot; tail swaying.
"Sit down Piper, you're actin like ya got fleas." Cliodhna replied as she carefully tucked the letter in the pocket of her Flame coat. She was close enough to Khit in size that it should fit her alright but it wouldn't be a tailored cut appearance-wise like it was on herself.
"Can't help it, I wanna help an get Geruda back." Piper sighed over exaggeratedly and swung a free chair around; straddling it with his chin on the top of the backrest.
"Piper.....how much do you owe them?" She asked, glancing up at him for the first time since he entered the room.
Frowning, Youkio looked at the floor, grinding the toe of his boot in a circle. " Nuff an I'm leavin it at that." He mumbled, his secret hope of them offing the group in one sweep dashed as Tempest brought up the payment arrangement.
"Three thousand, ta dummy owes em three thousand gil. It ain't worth that much if ya ask me but he insists on buyin it back." Skittles pipped up, already swooping out of hitting distance and landing on a nearby exposed support cross beam for the roof.
"Damnit all, keep yer beak shut!" Youkio grolwed but it was more subdued than before. He just didn't have the heart to start up an argument when he was right; it had been stupid to try and gamble that much and had he been more sober, Youkio would have known something wasn't right when the bet was offered. This issue with Tempest aside and all; Youkio hadn't thought too poorly of the Lala, he did offer to let him buy Geruda back after all...it's just would have been a much shorter time if he could actually use her for his real job. This washing dishes thing was giving too little over too long of time.
Cliodhna sighed, that was a hefty fee for someone and Youkio's current income level made it worse from the sounds of it. Stretching, she leaned back in the chair, languidly enjoying the feeling of her spine popping before wincing slightly and sitting forewords quickly. The tale-end of the stretch pulling the muscles under that stupid wound expectantly. During her part of the watch; she had tried to treat it again best she could but it was getting worse. The medical salve she had just wasn't doing much by this point and any sort of healing magic was out of the question. Once this was all over, she had to find a proper doctor of some persuasion to take a look at it, but that was of course provided they all survived this little adventure.
As far as Youkio's bill, she remained silent on it; already aware he wouldn't take money from her if she offered but something had to be done. If the meeting went as planned, perhaps a rework of his deal with the pirate captain could be made. The only thing left for them now was to gather up and head towards Candlekeep Quey, hopefully gathering Osric and the others in hiding at Limsa in the process for added support before leaving La Noscea and heading back to Thanalan.
He broke into a grin and keep running full speed until he neared the house. Slowing to a jog, he absentmindedly gave Pepper a quick pat on the side as she shuffled around the yard. He had asked about hitching the bird, but Tempest insisted against it and so far the chocobo had made no move to leave and even let Skittles snuggle on her back where the saddle usually was.
Upon Youkio's return, Skittles moved from chocobo to Youkio, settling on his head; fluffing up his feathers with an all over shiver as he landed. "What's with ta excitement, ey?" The pink bird cawed.
"Somthin big, seems talk's been goin round and we got us a meetin." Youkio replied to his friend. Though this wasn't the only reason for his excitement truth be told. He had a small plan of his own, one that Youkio hoped to place into effect shortly.
Cliodhna re-read the parchment, her jade eyes scanning the lines quickly. Forging documents were not new to her, but that didn't stop her from double and triple checking the contents to ensure it sounded correct in linguistics regarding the supposed sender and overall look of the document. Half the work had been easy enough thanks to proper planning; the few blank papers she grabbed from Erik's desk with the generic Flame Hall letterhead and swiping his ring were both in foresight for just this sort of occasion. The exact details of the letter mattered little, it simply stated that they were displeased with the events on the bridge and that a demand for the money was to be made and given to the Flame Currier that was in possession of the letter with a minor few backhanded death threats tossed in; all mimicking the written mannerism of a Flame personal. Near the bottom it was left blank save for a short statement saying the recipient should already be aware of the sender's identity.
After folding the letter carefully, she applied the wax and pressed the seal firmly into the puddle as Youkio burst into the door. "Somethin up, Piper?" She asked, not looking up from the newly formed seal; the edges crisply outling the scales that was the Flames' insignia.
"Yeah, we got ourselves a meetin! Overheard it down at back part of Hawker's alley, we got a bite and a meetin's bein set up over 'round Candlekeep for a sit down chat an some drinks." He replied, bouncing from foot to foot; tail swaying.
"Sit down Piper, you're actin like ya got fleas." Cliodhna replied as she carefully tucked the letter in the pocket of her Flame coat. She was close enough to Khit in size that it should fit her alright but it wouldn't be a tailored cut appearance-wise like it was on herself.
"Can't help it, I wanna help an get Geruda back." Piper sighed over exaggeratedly and swung a free chair around; straddling it with his chin on the top of the backrest.
"Piper.....how much do you owe them?" She asked, glancing up at him for the first time since he entered the room.
Frowning, Youkio looked at the floor, grinding the toe of his boot in a circle. " Nuff an I'm leavin it at that." He mumbled, his secret hope of them offing the group in one sweep dashed as Tempest brought up the payment arrangement.
"Three thousand, ta dummy owes em three thousand gil. It ain't worth that much if ya ask me but he insists on buyin it back." Skittles pipped up, already swooping out of hitting distance and landing on a nearby exposed support cross beam for the roof.
"Damnit all, keep yer beak shut!" Youkio grolwed but it was more subdued than before. He just didn't have the heart to start up an argument when he was right; it had been stupid to try and gamble that much and had he been more sober, Youkio would have known something wasn't right when the bet was offered. This issue with Tempest aside and all; Youkio hadn't thought too poorly of the Lala, he did offer to let him buy Geruda back after all...it's just would have been a much shorter time if he could actually use her for his real job. This washing dishes thing was giving too little over too long of time.
Cliodhna sighed, that was a hefty fee for someone and Youkio's current income level made it worse from the sounds of it. Stretching, she leaned back in the chair, languidly enjoying the feeling of her spine popping before wincing slightly and sitting forewords quickly. The tale-end of the stretch pulling the muscles under that stupid wound expectantly. During her part of the watch; she had tried to treat it again best she could but it was getting worse. The medical salve she had just wasn't doing much by this point and any sort of healing magic was out of the question. Once this was all over, she had to find a proper doctor of some persuasion to take a look at it, but that was of course provided they all survived this little adventure.
As far as Youkio's bill, she remained silent on it; already aware he wouldn't take money from her if she offered but something had to be done. If the meeting went as planned, perhaps a rework of his deal with the pirate captain could be made. The only thing left for them now was to gather up and head towards Candlekeep Quey, hopefully gathering Osric and the others in hiding at Limsa in the process for added support before leaving La Noscea and heading back to Thanalan.
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