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"Bleghabie for short, Bure for shorter."

He took up the glass as he took the glass and looked at the ingredients, letting them swish about the sides as he looked at them.

"Thanks... hrm."

He took the glass, a look of apprehension, then taking the side to his lips, letting it flow back down his throat as he placed it down, coughing and shaking his face a bit.

"Thank you... whoo."

Zulma smiled. "Bleghabie, this is a very unusual name. You will have to forgive me but I will probably use Bure."
The innkeeper noticed that he seemed a little puzzled by the drink. "My granddad used to give that to me when I had a cold. I would just recommend to drink then stand up slowly once you are done with it. It is good for the heart and the throat but it is hard on the head."

"I am partial to hard cider or regular wine myself...and port of course. But I think that a Captain and coke sounds quite refreshing at the moment." she answered Amir as she prepared herself a drink.

"Hmmmm everyone is drinking, I should put out some chips and other munchies." she said. With a nod to both men, she excused herself and trotted to the kitchen.

Zulma had said nothing at Jacoba's cry in front of the grog.
Celine made a small pout. "I see, I'm just a dove lost in your flock of doves...that's a shame..." she said with slightly flirtatious grin.
Her blue eyes widened as she saw that he had already finished his drink. "I'm afraid you will have to wait for a little...especially if you call her 'Innkeeper' like that..." she added with a chuckle. Jacoba was a funny guy but she could see that Zulma was probably not going to be tender with the man.

She tilted her head at the compliment. A womanizer? So it seemed, all the better! She listened to him with true interest. He was actually quite old-fashion, like pirates in books and that was quite unique in itself. When he teased her about being dangerous, she raised an eyebrow, biting slightly her lip. "Hmmmm a dangerous man..." she murmured as if that pleased her but her blue irises stared at him when he spoke of a giant man eating crab who was a she! Was that for real?! She would have to sneak a peek later to make sure he was not pulling her leg.

"Well you see Mister Pirate, so far, the pirates I have met were more like face hidden behind a bandana, M-16 in hand, shooting at anything that did not obey or move quickly enough even if they are a pregnant woman...so you are the first one that I can actually have a little chit-chat with without fear that I might hand up dead for even breathing too loud." she flashed him a wide smile but behind her glasses, her eyes were not as sweet as she first looked.


Lin shook her head very slowly. "Here, at the Inn of Peace, deciding on your own actions is what everyone does." she added.
Raised in a rigid society had trained her to see micro-expressions on people's faces even when they flashed for not even a mere second, that is why she noticed that behind his flawless face, there was indeed a human behind with emotions.
"We all have strengths and weaknesses and most of us are not what we first appear." she answered before looking around her.
"The floors need to be broomed daily and wiped every two days. Some repairs might be needed in some of the bedrooms. There is the laundry, cleaning the windows..." she stated in no order particularly.
She paused again and added. "Before...helping, would you care for something to drink or eat?" she asked him, eyes on his young face. It was difficult to give him an age.

When Mikila reached the bottom step, a shadow blocked her view of the room. Jeff was about to head upstairs when he almost stepped on something. At six feet tall, he almost did not see Mikila. His emerald eyes stared at the girl.
"Hey." he said nonchalantly.

Jeff seemed puzzled, maybe even disappointed, as if he would have rather had her, ran away crying or something rather than look at him with interest. His thin lips curled into a smirk. Yes he was tall, especially compared to that little thing that was in front of him. She spoke which made him deduce that she was probably older than she looked.
"Jeff." he answered, eyes still lowered on her. She was in the way. He could easily walk over her but that did not seem right, so he waited.

Jeff's eyes widened. "No I..." but before he finished his sentence she was hugging...his leg. He frowned as she wished him to feel better. He was fine! What was wrong with that little...shrimp. As she moved away, freeing the way up for him, he turned to look at her. He took one step up then let out a really long sigh.
"Hey Shrimp. Do you want something to eat?" he asked more or less like he would have asked a pet.


((She is a shrimp heart ))

(hahaha yeah and very much immature and younger minded for her age. extremely not elf like. she was raised by humans and lived amongst them. She really doesn't know anything about fae or not human cultures. Aside from when Elyn told her only humans say ms. and what have you. it is debatable if she even realizes or understands that she isn't human. All she knows is her parents and they were human lol she is XD glad you like her ^_^)

Mikila looked at him. Then started to move away. She wanted to explore now that she felt all better. She stopped and looked up at him. "Yes please giant." She said with a giggle. He called her a shrimp! So she could call him a giant. Made sense in her rationality anyways. "Thank you Jeff. I am hungwy." She said right then her stomach piped up with a loud growling noise.

Mikila looked up at him. Smiling and giggled a bit. Squealing then laughed as she cutely gave her arms flying like flailings. "Weeeeeeeeee!!!!" she said with glee. Sitting in her new place. "That was fun giant!" She said. Clapping her hands then stared at the chips. Looking at him. "Peanut butter jelly...pwease?" She said with a smile. Looking at the chips. "Chips!" She went to reach for it then stopped herself. Mommy's voice ringing through her mind telling her to ask first. She looked at Zulma. "Can I have some?" She asked politely.

(hahaha they both gained nicknames XD)