"Princess Hilda is in a place called Jidoor. We took her to this opera house first, but a noble in the city offered to let her stay in his mansion while he was off making a business deal in Alexandria." she said. Maria had long since moved back to the bar stool she'd sat in earlier. "She's safe. Guy is with her, as well as a good chunk of the noble's bodyguards. Miss Bartender, do you perhaps know how to make a strawberry daiquiri? I need one like mad."
Maria wished she could talk to Firion, but didn't know what they could talk about. Princess Hilda's whereabouts was a good enough topic, even if it was one she didn't particularly like mentioning too much. There were already too many ears. Especially those of the ninja. Sure, his kind typically didn't blab secrets to the world, but if someone gave him the right amount of gil...
She forced herself away from those thoughts as she noticed Interceptor. She flashed the ninja a grin. "That's a beautiful dog. What's his name?"
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Date: 2010-03-11 04:14 pm (UTC)Maria wished she could talk to Firion, but didn't know what they could talk about. Princess Hilda's whereabouts was a good enough topic, even if it was one she didn't particularly like mentioning too much. There were already too many ears. Especially those of the ninja. Sure, his kind typically didn't blab secrets to the world, but if someone gave him the right amount of gil...
She forced herself away from those thoughts as she noticed Interceptor. She flashed the ninja a grin. "That's a beautiful dog. What's his name?"