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Ludivine Goultard · **11-25-2014, 04:03 PM**

Ludivine grinned and started following again. "Haha. That's a nice lie. And I'm just another informant with a smile. So how can this informant help a lowly streetrunner like yourself on this night?"

This girl at least had more smarts than a good proportion of this wide city, and Ludivine wasn't thatÂ slow that she didn't start to work out that most of the stuff the girl was telling her was a lie. It was all about her attitude.Â

Though maybe she was stupider than she thought she was. Most people who needs things at least make a bit of a pretense at being desperate - leaving the helper in control of things - but this was a rope, to entice Ludivine. Nobody who was reallyÂ desperate would suggest that they could go elsewhere, which suggested this Miqo'te had something Ludivine could enjoy...maybe.

Zhavi · **11-25-2014, 04:24 PM**

"Missin' Keeper." Zhi shoved her hands back into her pockets. "Normally ain't worth me time, 'cept he was runnin' 'round wi' the Oaths. No one wants nothin' t'do wi' it -- so his uncle called in a favor wi' me."

Her right ear flicked towards Goultard. "That too much trouble fer a kind lass like yerself?"

Ludivine Goultard · **11-25-2014, 04:35 PM**

The Elezan couldn't suppress her mad grin. Yes...this was something fun, indeed.

"No trouble at all. Call it helping a girl in need, right?"

She moved closer to the Miqo'te, not worrying about being seen with her now as they strode through the streets of Limsa Lominsa. Her mind flooded with ideas and plans. She wasn't even sure if she was planning on actually helpingÂ the girl, but she knew she had a way to solve the situation.

"You can cut the ill-fitting names. I'm Ludivine." She smiled down at the girl as they walked side-by-side, her eyes fierce and calculating. "Maybe we should share what we know."

Shadows fell on the city-state as night began its rule of the sky.

Zhavi · **11-25-2014, 04:51 PM**

Zhi's return smile was genuine in its mirth, though it only flashed for a few seconds before it dimmed. Still, her demeanor was one of amusement. "Kink," she said, her return sally to the introductions. She turned them south, towards Fisherman's Bottom, and one of her favorite dives: Her Highness. It was a small ship, cozied up behind the Fisherman's Guild: neutral territory and loud, with a strict prohibition on violence upheld by all its regulars.

She walked slowly.

"Jahi'a is th'lad's name. Goes by Scuzz. Young adult. Dab hand wi' alchemy, from what I hear. Likely why he's been rumored t'be hangin' round Oath. Supposedly." She spat. "Can't convince me they ain't more'n some wives' tale -- contract killers what kill fer pleasure o'er gil. Ain't make much sense t'me, nor them bein' so secretive." She rolled her eyes. "But people get spooked, an' no use botherin' wi' somethin' might get ye killed. I wouldn't've, not 'cept his uncle bribin' me wi' favors. Keto'to, calls hisself Guttersnipe. Old Keeper. He's th'lad's uncle. Heard o' him?"

Ludivine Goultard · **11-26-2014, 02:49 PM**

"The names aren't much to me, but I've heard a thing or two about the Oathsworn. Pretty tasteless if you ask me. Can't teach someone a lesson if they're dead, or so I see it." Ludivine shrugged and scanned her eyes over the ship as they approached.

So the Miqo'te was afraid. Interesting. Still, what was more interesting was the thought of someone actually bothering to go after her. Sure, she was a brat who couldn't keep smart words pouring out of her mouth if you sowed her shut, but there wasn't much else in her worth killing for. At least not by first impressions.

It pissed Ludivine off that she couldn't read Zhi well, though she figured it wouldn't matter much. Maybe she resented Ludivine for needing to come to her for information, but she could feel however she damned pleased - Ludivine wasn't about to waste her time on soothing some loser kitty's conscience.

Zhavi · **12-03-2014, 11:17 AM**

Zhi shrugged; she could appreciate having someone be dead, had contracted such services for her own needs in the past when she could afford it. Problem with such services was that you got what you paid for, and she could never quite pay enough.

The walk-up to the ship was damp, and smelled strongly of fish, vomit and alcohol. Typical for a dive bar, typical for lowtown. All the same, there was a hint of something delicious marinating under the nastiness, and it mixed with the other scents to form something truly nauseating. Smelled like home.

She paused with her foot on the plank that served as entrance to the ship, and turned to Goultard. "So then, mate, ye ripe t'help me in me search, or am I drinkin' by me lonesome t'night?"

Zhi had no need for Goultard if they weren't dealing, and she'd no intention of social niceties with the other woman if there wasn't anything in it for her.

Ludivine Goultard · **12-03-2014, 02:09 PM**

Ludivine sighed and rubbed her neck. "I told you I was, didn't I?" She scratched an ear idly and glanced sideways at Zhi. "Out of curiosity, though, what were you planning on doing if I didn't have what you needed to know?"

She wasn't a fan of the smell of fish. In spite of everything, she never got used to it. She found it funny how no matter what hell you go through, a new sensation can often be cruelly sharp; then again, when you spend too much time in the darkness, stepping into the light burned.

Clicking her tongue, she glanced up at the gangplank and where it led.

Zhavi · **12-03-2014, 02:35 PM**

"Did ye?" Zhi's smirk was nasty. Her ears flicked to the sides and then back as she walked up the plank and onto the ship. She shrugged again, taking the narrow stairs down into the refitted lower deck that served as bar and general hangout of ne'er-do-wells. "I'd've found me a lass wi' a prettier face."

The bar was crowded as it ever was at night. The lighting had been done with care; taverns were usually powder kegs, but being on the water added new, funner dangers. The 'keep was behind his well-worn and oiled bar, filling orders and keeping a weather eye on his clientele when possible. He was tough, old hand, and an ugly fuck to boot. He'd been through the grinder, and was near impossible to make flinch. He'd seen all matter of toughs, and had all number of toughs kicked out for causing problems.

The rest of the clientele was scarce better: a smelly, raucous, jovial crowd as apt to drink as game as deal. Though newcomers were noticed and noted, most of them kept to their own business, though there were plenty who wouldn't mind eavesdropping should they be able to over the din. Thing was, the din made it particularly difficult; it was why it was one of Zhi's favored spots to meet folk.

Well, had been. Now that she had a bounty on her head she was shy of making any public appearances, but since she was going to be edging out into the open to find the gadabout lad, she might as well prove she hadn't gone totally craven. The disinterest that was shown her entrance was almost insulting, but she swallowed it with what good grace she had and picked her way over to a small table in the middle of the room. Not ideal seating, but the place was almost full. It couldn't be helped.

Service was slow, what with the crowd, so Zhi started talking. A wench would come over eventually, and she wasn't about to fight her way through the press at the bar. "Th'lad was visitin' from out o'town. Been here fer a moon afore he vanished, spent most his time off th'docks 'round th'south spire. Easiest place t'start askin' questions, seems t'me."

Ludivine Goultard · **12-03-2014, 03:00 PM**

Bumbling and apologising her way through the throngs of people laughing, drinking, and generally throwing up on the floor, Ludivine followed Zhi to the table that was somewhat empty, if certainly not clear or clean. She brushed some...something off the seat and sat down, disliking the immediate sticky feeling that touched her body even through her clothes.

The sudden pride that Zhi seemed to bustle with bothered Ludivine; she ignored it for now and just made a mental note of it, along with the rest of the things she seemed to display. It would be slow, but the Elezen had a vague sense that she was close to figuring out the Miqo'te.

"Here's a hypothetical." She said slowly. "Suppose you managed to find someone who knew where the guy was. And then suppose you were told the hard part wasn't finding him so much as finding and keeping in one piece." She played with a bang of her hair, twisting it idly around a finger. Overall, this hadn't been very fun so far, but it had the potential to be. Ludivine liked potential - it made the build up to the ending all that much sweeter.

Zhavi · **12-09-2014, 11:33 AM**

Zhi rolled her eyes. "Me job's t'find him. If Keto'to wants t'pay fer keepin' him in one piece, then we'll gab a bit further. But 'less ye got some wicked contacts up yer sleeves, seems t'me findin' him's gonna be th'pretty trick."

She wasn't sure she liked the idea of a long, extended contract. Those always seemed to end up on the messy side of how-screwed-can-Zhi-be . . . but money was money, and she always needed more of it.

Ludivine Goultard · **01-03-2015, 06:58 PM**

Ludivine chuckled. "Loose lips sink ships."

She leaned back, thinking. Of course it would need to go further. Where the brat had ended up wasn't going to be easy to deal with, which meant that this kid would either go running off and quit the job, getting some knucklehead to try to deal with it, or...

She rolled her tongue inside her mouth, feeling the smooth and rough of her teeth as her tongue traced along them.

"People like to talk, especially when they think nobody would be stupid enough to interfere with their business. And most people would back off when they heard who's involved." She grinned and rubbed the back of her neck, sighing softly. "But hey, I guess you can just up and leave when I tell ya, right? What was it? Your job was only to find him?"

Zhavi · **01-28-2015, 05:16 PM**

Some shade of annoyance slid over Zhi's expression before it was neatly swallowed by the cheeky little grin she levered at Goutard. "Aye, but what's yer meanin' -- up an' leave when y'tell me?"

Ludivine Goultard · **01-29-2015, 12:27 PM**

"You got what you wanted right? I mean, obviously he's gonna hire someone to fetch the kid, but your part is done, so you can get your bit of gil and hurry off home." Ludivine made a shooing motion. "I imagine he'll pay a whole ton of gil to get him back." She whistled. "Window's pretty tight to get it done though, I mean...what they're planning to do with him..."

Ludivine stifled a yawn and leaned forward, rubbing the back of her neck again. She glanced around the dimly lit room, the constant noise that raised everyone's voice, yet made everything indistinct and vague. She wondered if anyone was listening in.

Zhavi · **01-29-2015, 01:30 PM**

Blink.

Stare.

Blink.

Zhi's head tipped to the side as she studied the elezen, delight crinkling up the edges of her eyes. "Ye flirtin' wi' me, lass?"

Saying such things to a streetrunner, how scandalous. Zhi could see the edges of the elezen's game, now, could see the fire that was more than the natural scorn and wariness that came with every one of the people who lingered about lowtown. This one had ambition. Those were always the most dangerous to work with.

Zhavi liked dangerous.

Ludivine Goultard · **01-29-2015, 01:36 PM**

The Elezen raised an eyebrow. "Take it that means you want in? That's fine...but you better know what you're dealing with."

She leaned in, hunching over the table but keeping her voice a steady tone so as not to draw any attention from sudden silence. "Oathsworn or not, the kid picked a bad target when he put his stabber into the neck of a Blood Executioner. Heard that he tried to lay low and escape, but got picked up by another of the pirate factions, and now they're organising a trade."

She leaned out again, shrugging lightly. "Could get messy, three factions trying to keep hold of him. Reckon that's a storm brewing, and one enough to capsize any girl who gets the attention of one of the other sides. Can't say he's got long left anyway. These people like justice, on their own terms."

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