Kiht had been thankful for the Pineapple juice. She was no longer in a mood that made her take Youkio's playfulness the wrong way. Her favorite drink had put her mind at ease. Deception was not her strong suit, so she needed all the ease she could get before putting on the act. The task was at hand soon enough.
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"Immortal Flame, Immortal Flame. I am an Immortal Flame." Kiht repeated over and over again in her mind. She had to try and act like a member of the Ul'dahn Grand Company when she had never even made a good member of the Gridanian Grand Company. Her second attempt as being a Twin Adder did not last long, but now she had to act like a Flame. She kept thinking of all the Immortal Flames she had known, and was trying to think about how to emulate their attitudes.
Kiht neared the bar with her over-sized companions. Her ears perked as they talked at her. A Roegadyn and a Duskwight? Were they -trying- to make her look small in this little plan. She wondered to herself. However, their words were kind, and it somewhat reassured her. "My gratitude." She said sincerely, but her tone was serious. Kiht was not worried about danger. She did not have her spear, but her hunting knife was hidden under her uniform. She could fight better than some might expect with that. What she was worried about was ruining the plan. She took a deep breath, and steeled herself before entering the bar with them.
When she approached the odd-looking Lalafell at the table, the act was on!
The Lalafell made a creepy smile at her, but she maintained a serious and professional expression. It was not hard under the circumstances. She almost scowled when he called her a 'Flame Kitten', but she mostly resisted, and the Lalafell would only see her ears and lips twitch.
However, before she could even respond to him, he offered them a seat. She remembered Kahn'a doing a Flame salute to her once, so she mimicked the gesture at the Captain before taking a seat. Standard military gestures were important. That is what she remembered from the Adders.
"Greetings Captain." She said in a neutral tone. "I am Ki-." She paused; almost saying her real damned name. "hm... Kihm Jakk... Son... Lieutenant Kihm Jackson." She said in her serious tone, but the pauses made it a bit awkward. Shite, she thought. She needed to refocus.
She took a deep breath, interlocked her fingers together and placed them on the table. "I bear a message for you." She stated as she surveyed the bar area. She then reached into the coat pocket on the uniform, and drew out the sealed letter. She tossed it on the table, so that it slid towards the Lalafell.
"Is your crew here... Captain?" She asked as she looked back at the Lalafell, and forced a wide, awkward grin that displayed her sharp Keeper canines.
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"Immortal Flame, Immortal Flame. I am an Immortal Flame." Kiht repeated over and over again in her mind. She had to try and act like a member of the Ul'dahn Grand Company when she had never even made a good member of the Gridanian Grand Company. Her second attempt as being a Twin Adder did not last long, but now she had to act like a Flame. She kept thinking of all the Immortal Flames she had known, and was trying to think about how to emulate their attitudes.
Kiht neared the bar with her over-sized companions. Her ears perked as they talked at her. A Roegadyn and a Duskwight? Were they -trying- to make her look small in this little plan. She wondered to herself. However, their words were kind, and it somewhat reassured her. "My gratitude." She said sincerely, but her tone was serious. Kiht was not worried about danger. She did not have her spear, but her hunting knife was hidden under her uniform. She could fight better than some might expect with that. What she was worried about was ruining the plan. She took a deep breath, and steeled herself before entering the bar with them.
When she approached the odd-looking Lalafell at the table, the act was on!
The Lalafell made a creepy smile at her, but she maintained a serious and professional expression. It was not hard under the circumstances. She almost scowled when he called her a 'Flame Kitten', but she mostly resisted, and the Lalafell would only see her ears and lips twitch.
However, before she could even respond to him, he offered them a seat. She remembered Kahn'a doing a Flame salute to her once, so she mimicked the gesture at the Captain before taking a seat. Standard military gestures were important. That is what she remembered from the Adders.
"Greetings Captain." She said in a neutral tone. "I am Ki-." She paused; almost saying her real damned name. "hm... Kihm Jakk... Son... Lieutenant Kihm Jackson." She said in her serious tone, but the pauses made it a bit awkward. Shite, she thought. She needed to refocus.
She took a deep breath, interlocked her fingers together and placed them on the table. "I bear a message for you." She stated as she surveyed the bar area. She then reached into the coat pocket on the uniform, and drew out the sealed letter. She tossed it on the table, so that it slid towards the Lalafell.
"Is your crew here... Captain?" She asked as she looked back at the Lalafell, and forced a wide, awkward grin that displayed her sharp Keeper canines.
