Jiina smiled slightly at Isette's stuttered response. Whilst Isette was looking out at the large floaty blouse she had pointed out, Jiina was watching Isette very carefully. It took a large amount of her will power not to laugh at the jumpy Kelvic. She looked absolutely terrified, and it was hilarious. Jiina hadn't really seen enough of Isette's larceny talent to really know how skilled she was, but based on the reaction, she wasn't all that good. But that was Isette's problem, not hers. If she was caught, Jiina would intervene - but she wouldn't be happy about it.
Jiina watched carefully as Isette, quite skillfully so far, managed to move so that she looked a part of the rest of the crowd. The operation had begun. Jiina hastily arranged her body to lean against the wall, looking casual, trying not to draw any attention to herself and the thieving kitty cat. "Just waiting for a friend," she murmured, to someone who looked questioning at her. They looked vaguely familiar - Dawn Tower perhaps? She couldn't be sure, and in all honesty, it didn't matter, as they moved on further without a backward glance. Using her peripheral vision, and the occasional sidewards glance, Jiina watched just what was happening with Isette.
Jiina watched Isette. The cat's browsing was reasonable. Smooth, and realistic, though anyone who looked closely could see the underlying tension and the way Isette's eyes moved rapidly back and forth. Jiina laughed when she tugged the blouse off the table, the fabric billowing conspiciously as she hurriedly shoved it down inside her cloak. She didn't laugh however, with joy that Isette had accomplished the task. The laugh was tinged with a little bit of maliciousness, as Jiina saw the shopkeeper before Isette did. She was laughing at her failure.
Though it irritated her that Isette had failed, ultimately, she could still work this situation to her advantage. The crowd began to circle and Isette struggled more. She hoped Isette had enough sense not to shift and to wait for Jiina, but so far, Jiina was not fully entrusted of Isette's sense. She seemed to like Jiina, after all. That wasn't very sensible. In her tight leather garments, Jiina sighed dramatically and edged her way through the crowd.
"Shimobe!" she cried dramatically, glaring at Isette with ice cold eyes. As well as it being an act to excuse Isette, it was a method of putting her down for failing Jiina. "Did you get my blouse yet?" She paused, as if taking in the situation and then gasped, as if horrified. Rushing over to the shopkeeper, she placed a hand on his bicep and fluttered her eyelashes up at him. He didn't look impressed; he looked rather disgusted. But it at least got the attention to shift away from Isette. "Did my Shimobe take the blouse? Oh, I am so sorry, good sir!" She smiled sweetly at him, then shot a theatrical glare at Isette. She stood back, strong stance, as if ready to make an announcement.
"I am Jiina Xi, daughter of Taeto Twilight, who is cousin to Weisur Twilight." She smiled at the crowd, though imperiously, hoping that they would be suitably impressed. "I sent this Shimobe to buy me a green blouse. She left the money at home, incompetent fool that she is. I set out to give her the money," here she produced three kina, "but I have come to find her breaking the law. I beg your pardon. You may do with her what you wish, as punishment for your actions."
She smiled at the shopkeeper, who looked eager to hurt poor Isette. "But," she whispered, and she sidled up to him so that the crowd could not hear, but Isette could. "If I could secure six kina as opposed to three, you might let her go? I'm sure she is VERY sorry. She is only Shimobe after all. We cannot expect much." She flashed a grin, glanced at Isette, and waited for his decision.
The shopkeeper took a moment, but eventually nodded hesitantly. Jiina grinned once more, and dug into her purse hanging at her pants to produce six skyglass kina, which she passed over willingly. "Now let my poor servant go?" And he did. She held a hand out to Isette, expecting her to take it. She reserved the glares and the lectures for later. For now they had to get out of sight as the crowd dispersed, and before the shopkeeper changed his mind. |
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