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Antain · **10-05-2014, 12:32 AM**

Vaughn wrinkled his nose as the greying Duskwight mentioned the racial slurs. "All of it is horrible to call someone in the first place. I'll never understand them."

"New to the city or...?" the woman asked.

Vaughn smiled and shook his head. "No. Well, not me at least. Though I was away for well over ten cycles. We just moved back a few moons ago, but I can see not much has changed." He catches a glimpse of the beggar girl, but when he actively looked, she was gone. He turns his attention back to the other two, absently starting to lean back against Jaques. "But I haven't seen you around either. Either of you, I think. You say you've done this for a while?" He motioned to the woman's breadbasket.

DreamedReality · **10-05-2014, 12:47 AM**

Jaques glances to Verad. "It happens occasionally. But I've never heard it said here with quite the same vehemence that you get up in Gridania. Even the boy just now sounded as though he was just garnering for attention... which he was." He falls silent as Vaughn starts to speak again, watching the girl out of the corner of his vision to make certain a pack didn't start forming up.

If he could catch Lili's gaze he attempts to indicate the lurking child to her subtly. If -he- spoke to the girl she'd undoubtedly run off.

Verad · **10-06-2014, 06:31 PM**

It was a terrible thing, giving Verad an idea, even unintentionally so. His attention was momentarily diverted as he reached into the loose folds of a half-open and tastefully revealing shirt to take out his pocket ledger, a device that served as balance sheet and repository for stray ideas. A scraggly quill pen followed, and Twelve only knew where the ink came from, but something was scribbled down in a very quick and abrupt fashion before the ledger was snapped shut again.

"Indeed, indeed, it is this kind of indifference to clan or people when it comes to discrimination that truly makes me appreciate this city," he remarked, as if he had written nothing at all. "Quantity of coin is a far better indication of whether one should be taken seriously or not, is it not?" He smiled. Probably he was joking. Wasn't as if he had any himself, and there was a certain wry tone to his voice.

"But, while I am in the vicinity of you fine folks," he went on, "And not to detract from the value of the good lady's charitable efforts, can I interest any of you in any dubious goods? Free bun with your purchase."

Aiouxdaux · **10-06-2014, 06:53 PM**

Aioux sighed softly to himself, walking the streets of Ul'dah. He'd been walking in circles for hours trying to find a merchant that just might sell him the scorpions he needed. An odd request to be sure, but he had specific plans for the husks of the creatures. Peering through his monocle at the map that the last merchant had drawn him, he wandered the direction it directed. Which led him right through...

Well. If this wasn't familiar. He'd lived on a street like this for years after his ship had gone down, though that one been a bit more damp and smelled of rotten fish and brine. A brief grin crossed his face spawned by memories of the past... but a thought struck him and he glanced around. Why send him to a place like this for 'rare' insect husks, so out of the way and far from any common merchant's tent? To set him up...?

His eyes settled on a group of Elezen standing about the streets, attracting attention with their out of place garb and height. Out of place, to be sure. Hm... that must be what I look like. Forget that he was the shortest Elezen he'd met, his clothing would certainly stand out here and he was a head taller than most Miqo'te. The slurs, though... he knew them, all of them. He'd heard others called by them. Never him. When was a grey not a grey? When he wasn't very grey at all.

The sight of a few waifs turned his head, but it wasn't the children that worried him despite the danger they could pose. Getting mobbed by adolescents with sharp sticks wasn't on his itinerary for the day. No, it was the Midlander man in the shadows, knife in hand watching the woman with the bread. Aioux caught the man's eyes with his own, face deadly still as he stared at him unblinking. The man paused, then offered a snarl of bared teeth. Aioux returned it with a grin, wide and feral. A look of understanding crossed the man's face and he slid back into the shadows and vanished.

Aioux turned and approached the group, a gentle smile on his face, "What an odd place to find so many Elezen..." His eyes settled on Verad. Oh. He knew this one.

Parvacake · **10-06-2014, 07:49 PM**

((OOC Note: Closing the RP for now Smile

We have plenty of folks to make this a more then worthwhile ride! Look for the new posting order after this post!))

While Verad rambled on about his goods and ideas, Lili was distracted by Jaques nodding over to the little girl still poised by the crates. This seemed to brighten her demeanor further, and she flashed Jaques an appreciative little smile before making her way over to the girl.

As she did so, it started to become apparent that the Elezen and Hyur group were being watched by more then just one pair of street rat eyes. Another boy, probably around the same age at the little miqo'te from earlier, was perched atop a crate in one of the side alleys. Two little girls came from the same side alley, not bothering to hide as their wide eyes locked onto Lili.

These children hadn't been there before. And now? They were surrounded on nearly all sides by hungry little street children. About ten total, all of whom namely were hiding and tucked away. With the approach of Aioux, a few of the little ones shirked farther back and out of sight of the new one to approach. It caused even Lili to look up, offering him a smile and not noticing the brief exchange between him and the undiscovered shadowy male.

"I think I found a weakness for them. Honey and butter rolls!" She gestured to the basket draped over one arm, the scent of the baked good still prominent. "Would you like one, dear?"

Parvacake · **10-06-2014, 07:51 PM**

Posting Order
Vaughn
Jaques
Verad
Lili
Aioux

((OOC: Follow the posting order unless otherwise specified! Big Grin

))

Antain · **10-07-2014, 04:05 AM**

Vaughn tilted his head in confusion as Verad began to write. Curious he tries to look over, but being only shoulder-height to him, and Verad putting the book away just as quickly, he didn't manage to catch a single thing. He smiled politely instead as he once again leaned against Jaques.

It took him another moment to realize the woman walking toward the crate he swore had a person behind it. Which it did clearly now. Glancing around, he noticed the other children gathering. It clearly made him nervous, and he reached out to grip Jaques's arm.

It was then he noticed another elezen approaching. One just as small in stature as he was. For an elezen, at least. He smiled politely to the approaching man before returning his attention back to the woman handing out the rolls. He shifted, glancing around to the surrounding children, unsure if they were there to distract and mug, or if they really wanted a sweetroll.

DreamedReality · **10-07-2014, 04:43 AM**

Snorts lightly, unable to tell if Verad had been joking or not. But he matches the wry tone with his own, though his held a distinctly sharp undertone, "Truly the shining jewel of the desert..."

He listens to Verad start his pitch, noticing more bodies entering this section of the alley, mostly children as it seemed news of the woman and her basket of goods had spread. He did notice the fair elezen coming down the way, a Green by the looks of him and dressed far too nicely to be a refugee. The first thing he caught was the feral smile but his angle was too poor to catch it's recipient. This causes him to shift slightly, standing upright rather than leaning in case there was trouble about and he had to react quickly. At Vaughn's growing unease he absently rests a hand on the smaller man's shoulder.

His gaze flickers to Verad as he finishes his pitch and Lili moves off a bit to deal with the children, "Dubious goods? What exactly is so dubious about them?" He adds, "I also don't believe you'll be able to promise a sweet roll with any purchases." Indicates the gathering children. "They'll probably be gone here very quickly."

Glances to Aioux as he actively approaches them, giving a slight nod, expression his typical guarded scowl that many took as anger.

Verad · **10-09-2014, 02:59 AM**

"What indeed," he said, looking off to the side at some imaginary audience, grinning as if they were in on the joke. Turning back to Jaques, he continued. "My goods are of the highest of lowest qualities. You won't find anything quite like what I sell, because most people have the taste not to sell it. Nothing illicit, nothing nefarious. Only the properly dubious. Perhaps I can interest you in a gil-on-a-chain, for example? Authentic gil with an authentic hole on an equally authentic chain. Only five gil."

This was not one of his most popular items, but he was willing to start on the low-end of things. He then cast a glance towards the gathering children. The notion that Lilithium might be out of rolls at some point did not seem to phase him. "I am perfectly willing to draft some coupons for rolls with each purchase," he said, doing some quick calculations on the cost of paper. "Or perhaps offer sour rolls instead. They do make them sour, don't they? It would be, to be honest, the better accompaniment with the purchase anyhow.

Parvacake · **10-09-2014, 10:25 PM**

Lili was distracted from the Elezens' conversation off to the side. She contented herself with the ruffians (about ten in total) who were clamoring for rolls. Only able to get one after having said 'please' and then 'thank you'. Some she knew by name, and many of them knew her by her own. Despite the incident earlier with the other two little ones, she seemed to be well known for bringing rolls to the street urchins.

"Miss Lili, one for me and my sister!"

"You mean my sister and I, no?"

"Right whatever you said!" He was given two rolls before scurrying down the road to the little girl hanging back by the crate.

"Miss Lili!"

"Liliflower!"

Aiouxdaux · **10-10-2014, 06:53 PM**

Aioux kept an eye on the children, he was a paranoid man. His gentle smile grew as he saw the children snatching buns instead of purses and spouting polite phrases as opposed to curses. He however was mostly focused on Verad, "Are you still selling junk? Why not sell something of quality? There's a certain satisfaction in producing something of quality and knowing it's GOOD."

Antain · **10-10-2014, 07:01 PM**

Vaughn frowned at the other blonde elezen. Well, this new one was a rude one. Almost defiant, he turned to Verad. "I'll take a look, if you have more with you." He glanced at the woman and the children with a faint smile, though still suspicious of the little ones. "I'm sure there's plenty you have that's of good quality."

He looks back up to Jaques with a smile, nudging him as the Duskwight's scowl returns. "And who knows. Maybe you'll find something you like?" He almost taunts, "â™ªSweetrolls...â™ª"

DreamedReality · **10-11-2014, 07:51 AM**

Jaques had always been one of those shoppers that always went out with a particular list of items and rarely deviated from purchasing from said list. And not really needing anything at the moment he only vaguely listened as Verad produced the gil-onna-chain. His disinterest in the item more than apparent. Vaughn was the one that preferred to browse.

He keeps his amber gaze largely on their surroundings and idly watches Lili hand out roll after roll and the children scamper back off once they'd gained their prize. Their looks of pure delight, as they take large bites... he finds himself lost in his own memories.

Brought back to the present by Vaughn's nudge and singsong voice his brow furrows a touch more and he scratches his beard, not entirely certain what he'd missed. He just answers the question, "Ah... perhaps?" As he notices Vaughn's vague frown to his reaction he adds,Â "Doesn't hurt to look." Vaughn seemed to be enjoying himself and he shouldn't ruin it. That and being caught daydreaming down an ally, even one as major as Pearl Lane, was a sure way to get knifed the back. He looks to Verad, "What else do you have?"

Verad · **10-14-2014, 12:54 PM**

He tried very hard to keep the twitch in his eye out of his face when Vaughn mentioned good quality. "I can almost certainly assure you that I do not," he replied with no hint of a strain in his voice. "And, even if you did happen to quite accidentally find something of quality within my stock, I maintain a policy of refunds and exchanges for any unfortunately non-dubious items with proof of purchase." What that might be, precisely, he didn't say.

This was normal. Gil-on-a-chain was never a top seller for some reason. Something about defacing perfectly good currency, especially in Ul'dah, made people take offense. Strange, he thought, it was just a coin. One he relentlessly pursued, but even then, a coin all the same. "As for what else," he said, turning brilliant green eyes back in Jaques' direction, "My stock is unfortunately limited after certain recent, ah, liquidations." He verbally hustled past that point. "But I canÂ offer you my list of stock where it comes to scrap materials for artisans. Excellent for prototyping new designs as long as you don't mind those designs being flammable. Or perhaps you'd be interested in accepting some inferior art? Help a starving bad artist become adequate?"

Parvacake · **10-15-2014, 01:12 AM**

Gradually the children began to disperse from Lili as her rolls began to dwindle. She had managed to feed all the little ones that came to her with a single roll left in her basket. She turned, moving silently over to the Elezen with a tilted head and curious expression on her features. The alley became oddly quiet without the clambering children, and seemed to hold no one else save the Elezen males and single Hyur woman.

Feeling her work was done for the time being, Lili shifted the empty basket under her arm once more before moving towards Verad. "Starving artists did you say?" Her head tilted, curious as she idly nibbled on her lower lip. Such a horrid habit it was a wonder her lips were still in good condition.

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