Destiny's Tears: Zykovian's Sidetrack

[Keia]

"Neither actually," Zykovian admitted. "I just felt that you should know that I was enjoying your company . . . and you looked particularly kissable at that moment. Well . . .you always look particularly kissable." Zykovian offered a roguish smile and held her close for a moment.

Nevertheless, Zykovian did try to stay alert to his surroundings.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Oh, well thank you. Ever the romantic I see, Zyk."

"Whoever is over there, we mean you know harm," Lyveria comments from her spot in Zykovian's arms.

*There is a quiet rustling inside the building, and a short while later, a gaunt and dirty woman appears on the street.*

"S'what, you pretty folk wants to know more 'bout the killing? You's not gonna hurt me like the other one, yes?"

 

[Keia]

"Oh, well thank you. Ever the romantic I see, Zyk."

"One can only try, my dear," Zykovian offered.

"S'what, you pretty folk wants to know more 'bout the killing? You's not gonna hurt me like the other one, yes?"

"No, lady, we have no intention of harming you at all. We are simply interested in finding who did this and putting a stop to it. My name is Zykovian, though I doubt you have heard of me," Zykovian replied, slipping from Lyveria's warm embrace. Zykovian described Bajir, the other bounty hunter, to the woman to make certain that was who harmed her. "When did he hurt you?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"That's the one, guvn'r," she nods at Bajir's description, her gaunt sunken cheeks cast into shadow as her head is bowed, "He was 'ere earl'er i' the day. Youse says you got coin?"

 

[Keia]

Zykovian nodded, pulling two coins (of sufficient worth) from his pouch. He freely gave her one immediately, and held onto the other.

OOC: Zykovian knows the amount to give better than I do. He does recognize that if she has too much money it could be just as bad for her.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*The woman looks rather dismally at the coins, as if she expected more, but she shrugs and pockets it. Clearly, she'll take what she can get.*

"A'ight then, what didja wanna know?"

(OOC: If he's going to use exactly two coins, half-credits are likely the best option. Food is expensive, and 1 credit isn't all that much, but it's the most you can make with two coins and it isn't terrible for a poor person. Anything more would be using the paper credits)

 

[Keia]

"Well . . . start with what you saw of who made this writing. What did they look like? What did they use to make it? Did they say anything or do anything before during or after the writing?" Zykovian asked.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"It was probly a bitch wit' the body she 'ad, but a tall bitch. Wearin' all sh*t wit' scales, even ova th'ead. Killed a lizuhd-man, she did, an' writ it out in 'is blood. Talked all weird-like, hissin' like a lizuhd. That answer yer question, guv'ner?"

 

[Keia]

Zykovian listened intently, looking for questions or gaps that may be in her story. "Is that all you told the man that hurt you . . . I need to find this 'bitch' and if I can find her first, it will hurt the man that hurt you - in the pocket at the very least."

 

[Rystil Arden]

" 'E axed diff'rent questons. Mebbe if youse wants more, ya can be a bit more gen'rous, eh guv'ner?"