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Vijako was distressed, but she managed to keep her tail down to twitching. Her ears remained flat on her head. She didn't like where the mess was going at all. Why did there have to be a guard? They were never around when she could use them, but they always seemed to appear at the very worst moments to complicate what would otherwise be simple. And the lalafell. . .though the name 'Sweeper' seemed familiar somehow, Vijako was certain she'd not met the man before. His arrival and presence were suspicious, but he couldn't do wrong by her with the guard standing there. Especially not if she was the victim.
"No need a poxy trinkets. Rinser n' sleep'll do me. Go by Ko, n' got fair drummed in a mugging, alright."
The lalafell, she decided, might be of use. She recognized the street legitimacy in him, and if he was peddling items in that sort of alley. . .she rubbed her face self-consciously. She forced her ears partway up, though they flicked towards everyday noises out past the mouth of where they were standing. "Need a good place t' sleep. That I'll be a taker for, favors n' such."
She slid a glance towards the guard, tense.
"No need a poxy trinkets. Rinser n' sleep'll do me. Go by Ko, n' got fair drummed in a mugging, alright."
The lalafell, she decided, might be of use. She recognized the street legitimacy in him, and if he was peddling items in that sort of alley. . .she rubbed her face self-consciously. She forced her ears partway up, though they flicked towards everyday noises out past the mouth of where they were standing. "Need a good place t' sleep. That I'll be a taker for, favors n' such."
She slid a glance towards the guard, tense.