The Flea Circus [OPEN]

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((Oh god I should not be writing this at 12:30am))

 

Inessa covers the mouth of the Miqo'te. Holding a finger over her lips, she tried to make the point get across that he needed to be quiet. She would then return to picking the lock on the manacles. Eventually, she would unlock them and gently put down one manacle on the floor at a time.

 

After she completely unchained the Miqo'te, she picked him up and put him over her shoulder. Silently walking out of the room. Thankfully, the guard was still asleep. As if luck was on her side. She would then stick to the shadows, avoiding guards that passed her and made her way to the stairway.

 

As she ascended to the main floor, it was not as tricky. The guards across the room, in what appeared to be a small kitchen of some sort, were playing card's. Maybe Triple Triad or something along that line. They were drunk too, but they seem adequately distracted. She opened one of the windows from the inside of the mansion and sneaked out that way with the Miqo'te still on her back.

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Day 1

The Goblet

Night

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Eventually Inessa was able to sneak out and leave the estate without getting noticed.

- "Damn, you're strong..." - the man rubbed his wrists when Inessa put him to the ground. -"Why would you help me?" - he asked all of sudden while wiping his chin out of saliva that got through when he was gagged. He moved his chin a little to check if it's not misplaced. - "Damn it, that pipsqueak gave ma a hard time... Who are you anyway? Why would you help me? Not that I don't appreciate it it's just... you know."

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Inessa had set him down on the street, a few blocks away from the mansion. She was checking left and right to see if they were followed.

 

"I could not stand to see some random person getting beaten to death. Not to mention you probably knew something. You don't have to tell me, but I would be grateful if you did."

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Day 1

The Goblet

Night

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"This shortie is nuts!" - man began violently. - "His men captured me out of nowhere, dragged me to his mansion and he immidiately accused me of being some "Flea" or whatever. And started beating me to death." He'd spit with blood on the ground. "He tried to force me to admit that I broke into his house and stole some fancy-ass-shit hat... That's stupid! He refused to let me go until I admit to the burglary which I never commited! Hell! Lady! I ain't even a burglar!"

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"Keep your bloody voice down. We may be out of the place, but that doesn't mean they are deaf."

 

She says, kneeling back down to eye level with the man.

 

"Can you walk? Or do I need to carry you back to the city on my back?"

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"Put me down. No need to babysit me, love. Releasing me is enough help for me to be grateful. Name's L'rohme, by the way."

 

The man comes down from Inessa's back and dusts off his already torn up clothes. They would look pretty fancy if not bloodstained and covered in dirt.

 

"If you need any help I'll be roaming the streets as usual... Buuut it may be a better idea for me to hide for a while. The shortie won't be happy about his prey dissapearing. I hope that he didn't find out it was you who released me. What's your name again?"

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"Inessa Hara." She replies to the Miqo'te.

 

"Stay low for a while. He will be looking for you and your in danger until this blows over. Now get out of here and don't look back."

 

Inessa then looks around and walks away in the other direction, deciding to head towards the east gate and head back to the city.

 

((Sorry this took so long. So much OOC stuff.))

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Day 1

The Goblet

Night

 

 

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Inessa left L'rhome behind heading back to her office. When she peeked behind her, the Male Miqo'te was long gone. At least she was left with a feeling of doing something good. Karma was on her side. Night was calm and chilly. The sky was sprinkled with stars as usual here. Certainly an evening worth enjoying. Yet... something was in the air. Something that hadn't let her instincts lay to rest. When she got back to her office and laid to bed, she peeked once more at the note, The Flea has left under the fake hat. 

 

"Time's running out, that's for sure. At least for those, which souls are not pure." - she mutterd. - "What the hell does he means by that...?"

 

 

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Day 1

Ul'dah - Meiko's room

Night

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After a tough day of wondering, investigating and finding riddles, Meiko went back to her room in The Quicksand. As she sat on her bed she peeked once more at the note, throwing knife she found.

 

 

"Yet I suggest you hurry it up, Make haste. There are more of them shinies that match my taste." - She muttered as she laid her head on a pillow. - "What is he plotting...?"

 

End of Chapter 1

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[align=center]Chapter 2[/align]

[align=center]The Soul-Litter[/align]

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Day 2

Ul'dah - Fitzroy's Office

Early Morning

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Vincent had a sleepless night. His head being on the edge of a blade was certainly one of his concerns that left him sleepless. His tired, bloodshot eyes laid restless on the entrance to the office as he was awaiting someone. Suddenly Grad barged in.

- "Sir!"

- "You again... Hope you secured the evidence? Found the hat?"

- "No sir!"

- "Great job..." Fitzroy rolled his eyes.

- "The one we've found was a fake. But there's some other news!"

- "Bad or worse?"

- "It's a disaster, sir!"

- "Splendid..."

- "The Flea struck again!" - Grad almost yelled. Vincent slammed his fist on the desk.

- "WHAT?! Where?!"

- "The Goblet again! His victim was Northman Baxter!"

- "Northman Baxter? This filthy rich Cat-lover? What what on Hydaelyn "The Flea" would want from him?!"

- "His most precious cat's litter box."

- "Seriously...?" - Vincent quirked his eyebrow as he couldn't believe what he heard.

- "It was made of gold, sir!"

- "What on... I don't even... Who would buy such thing?! What the hell is wrong with theese rich people?! What will be next?! A diamond diaper?!"

- "Is that even a thing, sir...?"

- "Shut up!"

- "Sir!"

- "So... what do we know about this... What was his name again?"

- "Northman Baxter. Well... he's famous for loving cats and 'Mr. Snugglecheeks' is his favourite so he bought him a litter box made of gold... Also we have quite a file on him. He's infamous in the underworld for smuggling some illegal materials. It appears that he's one of our sponsors too."

- "Shit, you are serious... I thought you were joking."

- "No jokes sir. I'm on duty."

- "Boyscout... Send letter to this Hara-Lady. Let her do this. Also get some boys and secure the crime scene!"

- "Sir!" - as the rookie saluted, he left.

- "Litter box... Where is this world coming to?" - Vincent muttered as he rubbed his tired eyes.

 

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Day 2

Ul'dah - Inessa's office.

Early morning.

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Inessa was woken up by knocking on her door. She crawled out of bed and head to open them. It was a moogle courier.

- "A letter for you, Kupo!"

She'd open the envelope.

 

[align=center]Dear Miss Hara.

 

[align=left]It's me again. Your friendly neighbourhood Captain Vincent Fitzroy. I certainly couldn't let you forget about me. Guess what happened. The Flea did his thing again. This time his victim was Northman Baxter. One of our generous sponsors famous for his love towards Coeurl Kittens. I have a favor to ask... Would you kindly go there and check what happened? The adress is as follows:

The Goblet Ward 18, Plot 43.

Say hi to Mr. Snugglecheeks from me!

 

[align=right]Yours trully

Captain Vincent Fitzroy

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Day 2 

Ul'dah - Meiko's room

Early Morning

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Meiko was woken up by the sound of blade suddenly driven into the wood. She immidiately stood up alarmed, yet no one was here. The sunlight struck her eyes as she covered them with a hand that was holding one of her daggers. She was alarmed by the sound... She looked up an opened window. Amano realised that she'd left it closed during the night. There was a knife stuck within the shutter and a note pinned by it. The Doman approached and tear down the note givin a quick peek upon the knife that looked the same as the one she found yesterday. Then she looked upon a piece of paper.

 

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"What the hell...?" - she muttered, confused by what she just saw.