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Impractical Magic Part 1 05/09

Lebeaux
Desrosiers pushed his way through to door to Quill, holding it only briefly for
the other elezen so it wouldn’t detract to terribly from his grand entrance.
With a flutter of white coattails he made his way into the ground-floor café,
letting his bootheels click loudly against the floorboards to announce his
presence. “Rinha’li, are you in.” He called out cheerfully. A message had been
sent to request a meeting, though it was perfectly possible the miqo’te had
opted not to attend it. Or was hiding.

Rinha’li
Dhavha is not open for business at the moment. There’s even a sign on the door
stating so, but as he’s sitting just inside, he neglected to lock the door. He
has a book laid out on his lap, papers strewn about on the couch, and is
clearly deeply engaged in work of some personal significance. He frowns
studiously at the book every so often, pausing to make marks with charcoal on
some of the papers. The message was one that he had strategically put off
answering,  hoping Lebeaux might lose
interest.

Geofferaut
Derosiers entered the building and immediately began scanning the room for
escape routes and ranking them from most to least efficient, separate rankings
depending on which direction the threat originates.

“O-oh, um…Mister Lebeaux. Um…g…good of you t-to…drop
by….um…” Rinha’li ’s gaze settles on the other,
unfamiliar elezen, who seems to be inspecting the place with a great deal of
urgency. “…is something the matter…?”

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