Closed Taking the Jester out of the Corner [Ireth]

[Min'Neki]

Min'Neki picked up a jester mask, one of the few in the shop, and placed it over her face. It was a cat mask, only covering up her forehead down to the bottom of her nose. She bent down over to Jindo, making little annoying mewls. "Mew, mew, mew! Come on Jindo, chase me!" she giggled, ruffling his fur around his ears. The Ivaski gave her quite the look of, don't you dare.

Minny, don't stereotype me like that. I don't chase cats. the dog was telepathic with her, and was often the voice of reason when she made quite the incredulous decisions. Such as coming to Ravok. Jindo didn't like the sound of the city, but his thoughts were wasted. Obviously. After all, she was in Ravok.

"Oh come on, don't be such a downer, Jin. Nothing bad has happened yet."
Yet. his low growl met her ears, and without looking, she knew his eyes were focused on the man with the zipped up mask. Min'Neki hadn't heard the man utter a word since she'd entered the small shop, and it had already begun to give her shivers. She sat the cat mask back on it's little post, trailing around the other merchandise. She plucked the A and E strings on the fiddle as she passed by it, and tap her fingernails a bit on the drums. She found the store interesting. The two most interesting parts were the man who she assumed owned it, and the door at the back leading to who knows what.

She couldn't imagine the store holding more than three people, and felt a little guilty taking up so much room with Jindo.
Are you calling me fat, Min'Neki?

[Ireth Telemnar]

A flock of laughing gulls spun up and over the Nitrozian Plaza, crying and shouting in their helter-skelter way. Many Ravokians found them disgusting, rancorous and bothersome. But not Ireth. They made her smile.

A breeze blew in off of the canal, carrying the scent of the water, fish, and the earthy hint of the mainland. It made the loose strands of her light hair flutter, and she piped a playful tune so as the wind might blow it around the people of her city. The plaza and its market weren't outrageously busy, and she'd made a little bit of coin from the passerby. It felt like a good day.

Then a flash of light half-blinded her. Ireth flinched, nearly dropping her flute in an attempt to shield her face with her hands. The bothersome light flashed for only a moment, letting Ireth blink back the black spots and tears. Puzzled, she looked in the direction of the distraction.

The Jester's Corner.

The sunlight had bounced off of a mask that was hanging outside of the Jester's Corner, its snarl like that of a child's night-demon.

A shiver coursed through Ireth. And who wouldn't be more than slightly nervous when it came to the seedy shop and its owner?

Half a bell or so before, she'd seen a young woman and her dog go intot he shop. Smiling under her flute, Ireth wondered how Hu was taking there being an animal in his shop.