#fenixtj

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She lifts an eyebrow at Duff, asking silently if he's got a bead on who's speaking. For her part, she scans that part of the restaurant she can see from her seat.

Duff looks about almost casually, stretching, then a very slight chin point towards the table behind a thin wall of paper lanterns . She'd have to twist or find some other excuse to turn discretely to peek.

He can see the frustration on her face, even if she tries to keep it hidden. There is some napkin fiddling, a fork drops with a clang....

... she bends and twists to pick it up.

Duff winces a bit. Okay, so subtly isn't her strong point. She's doing okay.

Jessica tries to be cool, and looks.

Anyway, she peeks and sees... a rather handsome man, with deep eyes that really pull you in. his build is slender but well formed. He has a sleeveless jacket made of some sort of hide. His fingers are long and precise, but also webbed? at least chimerically. She doesn't think he's Latino but his complexion shows time in the sun. Across from him is a woman who like him has gray eyes and brown hair, though her eyes do not draw one in the same way. Siblings ,she's almost sure of it. That said, her brown hair gains red tones in fae main, and her gray eyes shift to green. She loses and inch in seeming height. While familiar with neither of the kiths compared to those she knows- She thinks they're a Selkie and a Cluriachaun respectively.

"Don't look now," the woman whispers "I think there's a troll trying to spy on us."

She straightens back in her seat and looks at Duff, for his assessment.

And a wince.

The Selkie DOES look, and flashes a rather endearing smile, and whispers to his sister "She's pretty."

"She's also with another troll who could fold you, so don't get flirty" his sister warns in a whisper.

Duff looks at his date, and whisper at equal volume "Think they realize that if you could be seen, they could be heard?"

Another wince which, fortunately, only Duff sees.

Which means she misses the wince on the other end and a sheepish "I'll go talk to them." The woman.//"Why you?" //"Because your kith is shy and supposed to be mysterious so your role is silent. My kith is charming and out going, pinhead" the sister says//"Sterotypes, the language of hate" the man says back//The sister ignores him and comes around the wall, straightening her outfit, "Pardon me, but are you two locals? we could use your help" Closer, they can ken her and realize that, yes, she's a bit low on glamour. No wonder they didn't notice them at first.

Jess nods at Duff very subtly (for her).

Duff grunts "We live in this city. "

"Right uhm.. " Making sure mortals don't hear "i'm Maureen, my brother is Morris. We're looking for a hold to stay at. We thought sunkissed waves but we don't know these varich folk well, and we also heard about a Fenix place which is more commoner friendly? Laid back? "

Jessica keeps her eyes down.

"I know about it" Duff says "And it has it's own rules too. The holder there, she's been known to hunt prodigals that endangered her folk. Amazing how such a lovely woman can be so deadly." He doesn't look at Jessica "She can be stubborn though. Powerful stubborn. So don't set her against you and you'd probably find a reasonable welcome."

"Thank htat's both helpful and a bit chauvinistic," She mutters that last part, "But ah, do you have directions?"

Jessica carefully does NOT look at Duff.

"You will, of course, owe me if I tell you this?" He cradles his fingers "Just a small favor in the future?"

The Clurichaun's gray turned to green eyes blink "Oh you are kidding me"

Duff receives a sharp, short kick in the foot.

a soft grunt from him "Nothing big, just you help me out sometime?"

"Fine, if I ever know where a hold is, I'll make you wait a few minutes and then tell you if you ask" She crosses arms.// A voice from further back, stage whisper "Sis, do not taunt happy blue ball."

Duff gives wolf show of teeth, his version of a smile "It's located at..." And gives directions, "There's a large well armed and armored redcap at the door, don't be alarmed. he's the herald."

"Right," SHe nods "I'll leave you two alone and." She pauses "She has a redcap playing herald?" Dubious

"Not playing, he really is. And yes. Told you, she has her own way." Duff says "Now if you'll forgive us , we'd like to finish our lunch?"

"Oh, right..thanks." She looks to them both "Kind of nice meeting you," ANd she heads to the other table

Jessica has kind of covered her face with her fingers but flickers them politely enough as the Clurichaun leaves.

The brother and sister now whisper quieter to each other, and head out. Duff turns to her, "See, the food here is good."

"We should go. I can get back before they arrive...." Indeed, her plate is clean.

Sometimes she -does- let things like eating get away from her.

He throws money down, and rises to offer her his arm up if she wishes "Fine. And.. I should take you out more. Your kitchen staff isn't firm enough with you." A smile "Then again, the freeholder there can be stubborn. I overheard some handsome fellow telling a clurichaun that."

She manages to avoid an eye-roll. "Right."

"Admit it, you'd be bored if I didn't push my luck now and then" They make their way out of the restaurant. Jessica is, of course right, she knows how to get there much faster and by now knows the lay out in this urban sprawl. Duff's motorcycle awaits untouched, and they mount up. whether she 'admits' anything is up to her, of course. But her unseelie lover seems sure he's right. It's like she's heard Sally Mae say 'COnfident men- hard to resist, illegal to murder'

"You're right." Quietly in his ear, before he starts the bike. "I would be." Her hands burrow under his bike jacket to hold him.

His smile goes from smug to truly pleased as he guns the engine. She wanted to beat them there, and he takes her at his word, shooting through the streets, ignoring stop signs ,and frankly taking their lives in his hands.

Ok, her hands clench....

And burn marks and a stop and they are there...and he takes a kiss before she can just rush off.

Take one? He gets GIVEN one. "I have to go. Can you stay a bit? If not, I'll call."

"i'll hang around" He nods

And yes, he quite enjoyed the kiss she gave

"Good." And she heads inside. Not running but... moving along.

"Chapulleh Flamefree has returned!" Phobos belts out, little too close to the ear. He needs to remember to give incoming folks a few feet at least.

"Phobos, we're having guests in a bit. Just... easy, ok?" She moves along to change clothes if needed and then to the Balefire.

"Yeah sure...Good guests or do I need to sharpen a weapon?" He asks as she moves