Kristine
After the rather strange ordeal that had taken up a rather large bit of time, Vix was more than eager to simply be rid of this situation. However, there still was one matter of business to take care of: the matter of food. That had been what she had been after before the whole ordeal, and that was what she was after now. Though she wasn't quite certain as to whether or not the cheaper options were still available, she was beginning to not care all that much. Vix reached one hand behind her body, pushing her lute up on her back. It had begun to slide down and this was deeply annoying. Slowly, her head turned toward Vayra.

"I'm going to find some food. If you'd like to continue our conversation on performing, you're more than likely to come with."

She had a feeling that her words had seemed just a bit too formal, and potentially just a bit cold. Vix allowed her posture to relax, hands unclasping to hang at her sides and shoulders very slightly slumping downwards. She had to hope that this made her look relaxed rather than defeated. Slowly, her lips split in a smile, fingers tapping against her leg.

"I would be happy to continue to speaking to you, if that wasn't clear."

Perhaps that had been a bit *Too* Friendly, but the words were already out of her mouth and could not be taken back. She cleared her throat, lifting her gaze back to the tiefling across from her, awaiting her response.
Kate
A strange ordeal, indeed, but one finally concluded as crowds dispersed and matters seem settled. The Tiefling felt somewhat accomplished, if not confused by it all. Regardless, a relieved smile seemed clear upon her ashen complexion. Khisfiran garb delicately suiting the warmth of the day, foreign yet fanciful!

And soon, her attention returning to Vix. The performer who by some coincidence, she had sparked a unique meet with. Her serious tone sparked an initial perk of her brow, hands easing then returning to her hips as she chose to correct herself. A much needed smirk upon her face, leaning forward with an appropriate snicker. 

"Mmh..? And if not clear, I'm not keen to end things with you, either! Heh, yes! Food and talk, I could go for that." 

It seemed her friendliness was recieved well, though Vayra seemed the type to flourish with most company. An eased lean back, Vayra couldn't help but ponder where they could possibly ago. And just like that, an idea as her eyes flashed wide with a particular point in a certain direction.

"Ooh! I've heard there's a very nice Inn in this town. Perfect for travellers. And it's.. This way! Come, come." - With the aforementioned point, Vayra would step forward into the action. Energetic, and cheery. A fanged smile followed her step, eyes tracking Vix in the expectation for her to follow. Of course, she would trust the performer to accompany her.
Kristine
Victoria gave a small nod to herself, then gave a sweep of her arm, indicating for Vayra to lead the way. This gesture caused her lute to slide half-down her back once more. Vix reached back once more to push it up, then re-clasping her hands in front of her frame. Her lips quirked up once more in a small smile.

"Excellent." 

She was quite pleased that her awkwardness hadn't been noticed, or if it had, it had been overlooked. The woman's smile grew, her hands twisting around each other as she thought for a long moment.

"Oh, by all means. Sounds perfect, and I do think that this square has been soured for me anyway."

Really, what she had a hankering for was something made largely of fruit. Such a thing was probably going to be difficult to come by in an inn, but that didn't matter. No, she really did need to make a friend or two, and one that seemed to have some potential as a performer was more than ideal.

"I take it you've been before?"

The beastwalker followed behind Varya as quickly as she could manage, hands unclasping once more to push her lute up on her back, then folding there to brace the thing up. She really didn't want to drop it. It was quite valuable and beyond that, quite dear to her.
Kate
What awkwardness Vix showed, Vayra had done best to gloss over. A smile and a gesture was her plan, naturally, and her mind was set on learning more about this performer. Taking the lead in this engagement, perhaps, as the Tiefling acknowledged her gestures with a smirk and moved on! Walking along the busier roads than usual, her thoughts crossed on the specific details she overheard in murmur. Some specific detail hanging over the entrance of the Inn, ones you struggled to miss. 

"Oh, been there before? Oh no, never. Really, I should have done. - Always liked seeing Alynthian inns. Khisfire is very similar. Just uh.. More sun, and more eyes on your pockets." - Vaya answered in her relaxed manner, eyes only briefly returning to the one who accompanied her while she remained hunting for the Inn in question. Regardless, her words ended with a chuckle. A joking manner, all focused until her gaze scanned that detail she remembered. 

"Ah, there it is." Acknowledging with a point, she would focus upon a building trailing the path ahead. The standard Alynthi design, and a looming sign hanging over an open doorway. It looked to be of a happy man in a hat, drink held at his side. - Carved with clear attention. Vayra would lead them for it, clear that this was the Inn she remembered.
Kristine
"Oh, lovely. I must say the inns here do tend to be nice. I've stayeed a few nights in Khisfire inns, and I must say I prefer the ones here. I... Well, at fear of sounding rude, am well not fond of, as you said, the sheer number of eyes on my pockets I came across there. I take it you are from Khisfire?"

She paused for a moment, head lowering and smile growing wider. Her hands had, by now, settled into a rather strange position at her back. Her fingers were now wrapped around the base of her lute to hold it up, the knot holding up her sling having significantly loosened. She really did need to sew the damn thing.

"I used to play with an orchestra, we traveled. One of my fellow performers got his coin purse cut right off his hip... Can't remember exactly where, but it was... Rather eventful. He was a bit too bold. Convinced nobody would dare pickpocket him. Fast hands on some. We didn't perform there. Just passing through."

Vix shrugged, eyes sliding back up to Vayra. The beastwalker seemed perfectly at ease now, or at least comfortable with whatever new circumstance she'd imposed upon herself.

"After you."

She didn't move her hand this time, as she was quite afraid her lute would fall off her back if she did, but instead gave her a nod.
Kate
"It's.. Something you get used to for sure! And yes! I.. Try and make it obvious, heh. The clothes, the.. Accent. Alynthi is just hot enough to suit the wear! In my mind atleast." - Vayra reasoned, perhaps taking some surprise to the question coming her way at all. The Tiefling truly couldn't make it any more obvious, though she imagined it was just a way to start some conversation. The thought quickly passed as Vix spoke, Vayra's attention clearly focused upon it. 

"Mhm! Confident ones tend to be the victims! Of course, I'm **Too** Confident so the Thieves wouldn't dare!" Joking, a quick remark before acknowledging the gesture and following along. Vayra couldn't help but notice the awkward position of Vix's hands, the struggle with her instrument yet not dwelling upon it too long as the bright light of the Inn's interior snapped her attention back. To those she'd walk past, she'd offer a smile. As a Tiefling she'd been earning looks, but never wanted to make herself seem hostile. Killing with kindness, as she beckoned Vix along to a comfortable area of seating where the two could simply talk and eat. 

Sitting herself down, she'd assume Vix to do so too as her eyes scanned the local strangers and variety of groups. Locals and Travelling types a plenty, all an intriguing tale in their own right. "Mmh, finally! Seats."
Kristine
"I thought it'd be best to make certain. I've met a fair few with rather eccentric fashion tastes. Best not to make assumptions, in my experience."

She gave a polite little laugh at Vayra's comment. Of course. She supposed this level of flashy confidence was admirable in a way. Even though it was a joke, Vix did have to think that one who behaved like Vayra would, in a way, be protected against theft. She had quite the feeling that wherever this tiefling went, there were eyes upon her. One who drew eyes was not the one to anger, they were the sort that would be warned by strangers.

"Seats. Excellent."

Before sitting, Vix slowly crouched to the ground, using one hand to remove the lute's sling-strap from her shoulder, the other creeping up to catch the neck of the instrument. It seemed that she was concerned about it falling and hitting the ground. Once the instrument was in hand, Vix popped back to her feet, settling into a chair and propping the instrument up against her leg.

The lute was a rather pretty thing, and clearly custom made. It was made of a light colored wood, and engraved with an image of five bats hanging upside down beneath the strings. If one saw it from a distance, it most certainly would have appeared as if the bats were hanging from the strings of the instrument. Once seated, she unwound the sling from her shoulders, settling it across her lap. The woman cleared her throat once more —perhaps a nervous habit of sorts?— then lifted one hand to brush her hair behind an ear. 

"So. You mentioned you are an illusionist. Have you ever performed in any regard? I don't mean to pry, but you did seem somewhat interested. Though do I not fault you if it was not genuine interest and just a desire to avoid being rude, given our prior circumstances."
Kate
Making assumptions, oh how it would make her smirk. As convenient as it was, the realisation of the Inn within brought her to that extra inch of comfort. Thus, would she simply pull at the cloak that covered at the majority of her attire. Off it went, and now the full viewing of her Khisfiran garb. All seemed suited for hot weather, mirroring the styles of a dancer yet adjusted for an Adventurer's lifestyle. A sash at her waist, naturally set down beside her cloak at her side.

And while she did, naturally Vayra had watched the little actions of Vix. The care placed in that lute that slung on her back, her eyes carefully looming over ever detail. So well made, so custom and purposefully unique! The Tiefling had the mind to ask if she could see more of it as it soon lost itself from main view. Perfectly, however, Vix's interest in her illusions brought out the perfect plan. 

There would be no words to offer Vix just yet, simply a sly smile and an acknowledgement as a heel tapped at the hard floor and a left hand raised. A swishing motion, as her golden gaze seemed to shut in quiet contemplation. "Mmmh.." 
.

Within her own little world, would she ponder the sights. At first the market square. The chase of a fleeing fox and an altercation all too recent. Imagery flickering, until it came to Vix. The travelling performer, and especially the details of that prized treasure formerly slung on her back. The light coloured wood, the engraving of bats and the clear quality of its design! All pieces connecting in her mind until the image grew far more clear. There, she got what she was after! A smile revealed with closed eyes, soon returning to her golden gaze as a dance like swish of her arm painted a strange purple magic between the two and onto the table. A shadowy figure, soon moulding into her lute! A replicate, an illusion! The details of the bats, and the light wood that she had seen earlier. "Mhm..! Sorry, I couldn't help myself."

Satisfied, the Tiefling narrowed her eyes upon her work. Simply it would float, a minor illusion yet detailed enough to reflect the Lute she had seen briefly. Finally, some words following her flashy reply. "Uh.. I've performed to family before, I guess! This magic.. It's been more suited to my adventuring, but I've always wanted to expand. I was never lying to you, no. I.. I've always liked to dance, alongside my illusions. Maybe how I was taught..? I don't know.."
Kristine
As Vayra did not speak immediately, VIx took a moment to get herself comfortable. She half stood once more, tugging her half-skirt down so that it did not bunch beneath her legs, but rather hung more evenly down around her legs. She smoothed the garment down, then lifted her hands to fix her shirt. She was quite certain it was sitting at least sort of how she wanted it to, and it was designed to avoid ruching up or otherwise sliding out of place anyway.

Her eyes narrowed as a quiet noise came from the tiefling. What had that been? She seemed to be doing something, and Vix rather hoped it was some sort of magic, given that she'd just mentioned it, rather than the precursor to a fainting spell or something of the like. She wasn't too keen on being suddenly responsible for a fallen stranger. 

Much to Vix's relief and delight, Vayra did not faint, but instead Vix found herself looking at an exact replica of her lute. Her lips parted into a smile. The young woman slowly leaned forward, examining the newly formed illusion. It really was quite detailed, enough so that she was quite certain that if she hadn't been able to feel the weight of her lute against her leg —and if she hadn't seen it form—,she would have thought it to be her true lute rather than an illusion.

"That is... Fantastic."

Vix leaned back, lifting her left leg to cross over her right. Her hands found the neck of her lute, pulling it up to lay across her lap. Her fingers traced across the carvings on the soundboard, eyes having dropped to the figures of the bats beneath her fingertips.

"Dancing? That's quite impressive, really. I'm no talent in dancing. Illusions and dancing must go well together, I'd imagine. Enhancement of the movements and such. I don't think that you were lying, don't worry."
Kate
Fortunately no fainting spell, indeed! Vayra seemed quite impressed with herself, quietly hiding the strain of that clutching detail as she casted. 

Fantastic, Vix would say! A response that seemed to brighten that smile of hers surprisingly more than it already was. With a slight raise of her finger, so too would the Illusion of the Lute as it hovered a tinge higher between the two. 

"Fantastic..? That's.. Like a really high compliment! I'm.. I'm glad!" 

Spurred on by the approval, Vayra would add a little flair for the dramatic. With a giggle and another swish of that hand, the illusion would move forth attempting to make collision with the actual Lute now rested on Vix's lap. Attempting to overlap perfectly, and as it did, a snap of her fingers would force it to dissipate. "It was fun to imagine. I love the little details of things. - So many stories to learn all about!" - Perhaps Vayra meant her words subtly, curiousity of the bat-like patterns that traced the Lute. Of course, discussion of performance would distract her for the time being. 

"It's one way I cast in the first place! I'm not.. Perfect at dance, but it's a style from my homeland. - Khisfire. I'd love to learn more, I can see just what effect performers can do to people. It's.. So impressive! And you..? You must play well, oh I'm sure of it!"
Kristine
The woman dipped her head in a small nod, eyes following the path of the ghost-lute as it floated toward her. Slowly, Vix lifted a hand, passing it through the illusion as it settled over her own lute. As the image disappeared, her hand dropped back onto her lute, her fingers contacting the wood of the soundboard with an soft little "Thunk".

"Indeed it is."

She was rather intrigued by how pleased Vayra seemed with her comment. Victoria hadn't thought this to be anything more than a passing comment, but this one was apparently quite motivation by positive feedback. She supposed she couldn't blame her. It was nice to hear that one was appreciated from time to time. Her fingers resumed their tracing over the carvings on the lute. Her eyes were not on the instrument, and it seemed that this action more than likely held no significance beyond Vix wanting something to do with her hands. 

Her comment was not lost on Vix, but for now she left it untouched. It really wasn't all that interesting of a story attached to the lute, she thought, just a reminder of her family. Under different circumstances, she would have by now morphed her ears into those of her bat form and let her face morph into something resembling a snout. However, she had not. Most who didn't know what she was immediately assumed her to be a rat, and this irked her deeply. She was no rat. It was easier to simply appear rather ambiguous in species than to be mistaken for a rodent.

"As do I."

Her head tilted lightly as she thought for a moment.

"No harm in not being perfect. Perfection is rigid and boring, I think. And... I like to think I'm talented. The lute is perhaps my worst instrument, but I find it to be the best for public performance. My whole family performs, and I've been playing since I was small. Started on the harp, then the flute, then the violin and then the lute."
Kate
"Oh?"

The Tiefling seemed particularly focused on the topic of performance now, of Vix in particular. Her illusion casting stopped, instead now leaning her elbows against the table and holding up the lower of her chin. Leaning in, with a look of intrigue at what little details the Shifter had to offer.

"Mhm..? Wait, wait. You know how to play all those instruments? Gods, how do you remember all that? All those little strings, I would lose my mind! Tsst, call me a novice, but that to me sounds very Talented.." - Vayra offered with a cheery smile, playing along with that encouraging tone. Truly it did surprise her, expecting simply one instrument to be mastered. Vix seemed to be quite the diverse talent in Vay's mind!

An idea seemed to flicker in her mind after those words, one she so shamelessly spilled by the widening of her smile to a fang-filled smirk. "Well... Not like I could actually tell your talents. I'm no Diviner, afterall! No, I'd have to see you perform." Vay seemed to be a little more cheeky in that tune, almost eagerly awaiting some reply. Her subtlety absolutely flopped. Her little request clear.
Kristine
So she was interested in performing. Perhaps, she thought, she ought to give her a lesson in one instrument or another. The flute, perhaps. It was by no means the most forgiving, but it was one that was easily portable and not all too annoying to carry with her. She didn't often carry her flute, given that the sound often was lost to the wind and the instrument did not allow for her to speak while playing. She didn't often attempt to sing — she was well aware she was no great talent in that department—but it was nice to be able to talk without stopping playing if she was approached.

"I do. I started learning quite young, so I suppose that is why. I started on the harp. Quite frustrating, really. I would not call it talent, more skill, I do think."

She had a feeling that Vayra was trying to persuade her to play a song. This was just a bit funny for reasons she could not explain. Now there was a game to it. How obtuse could she be before it became clear that it was an act? She tilted her head, reaching down to curl a hand around the neck of her instrument, as if to lift it to her shoulder. 

"Certainly... Some day I'd love for you to come see me perform."

Her lips parted in a little smile, waiting to see what she'd do.
Kate
"Welll.. I'd call it quite the talent to have so much skill!" - Vayra snickered at her own words, clearly not making too much sense as she snuck in that sly remark. Quietly for a moment her attentions flickered elsewhere to the Inn at large, and the level of people that generally hovered and lived their lives by the day. She imagined how many would enjoy the sweet tune of a lute, or the soft ring of a voice. A performance, all intended to boost the mood of those clearly needing it! And the payment after didn't seem such a bad price.

But it would be Vix who played a most cruel scheme! Those words practically clung to Vay's attention, the nonchalant nature of **Some day.** The Tiefling seemed to struggle in her smile as her mind tried best to collect just what that meant. Some day? Just how many days..? Vay fell for the swift bait, believing Vix to be simply mistaken in some manner. She needed to flip the words another route, a mix of persuasion as she finally found some measure of composure.

"Uhm.. Some day, yeah! Or, uh.. Well any day, really! Any.. Moment, mhm. Do you usually perform in.. Inns?" - Vayra seemed to so desperately try to resolve her meaning, enough for the most blatant of glances at the Inn around them. Of course! Mention the Inn, and pray she liked to perform there! That would get her, surely. The clever Tiefling Trickster would hear her performance for sure!
Kristine
"Is a talent not inherent? Or is the talent the ability to learn rather than the skill itself?"

Two could play at this game. Vix settled back into her chair, her fingers continuing to drum a staccato beat against the soundboard of her instrument. She was barely holding back a smile, in fact, her lips had curled in over her teeth, and she'd averted her gaze from Vayra to the wall behind her.

"Oh? Inns. Hmm..."

Her hand curled beneath the neck of her lute, lifting it, then settling it back across her legs.

"Sometimes, with permission, of course. I never would want to be a bother. You must know how it is."

A clever ploy, really, but the game had been begun and she was not going to be the bigger person and end it. She stared placidly back at the tiefling, her dark eyes as blank and stupid as she could make them. Her lips, which threatened to quirk up, and the rest of her face, for that matter, had more than likely begun to give her away.
Kate
"..Uh. I don't know, but.. You have it, mhm!" - Vayra seemed to struggle following along, the chain of their little game escalating to the point of overwhelming the poor Tiefling. What she lacked in philosophical thought, would instead by offered by her shameless positivity. Vix was sure to see her smiles with her every word of encouragement.

But enough of that, the true challenge of getting Vix to perform seemed to continue! And surprisingly, her plan seemed to have been foiled. The Tiefling hid her frown under acknowledging nods, trying best to accept her words alwhile twist them to get what she deemed. 

Though the rug would soon be pulled. Vayra's worries seemed to freeze upon the awkward expression laying on Vix's face. Composure breaking, a facade slowly unravelling within the humour of it all! Surprise filled Vayra internally. Was she playing with her, by the gods! 

The realisation brought a keen relief to her, Vayra seeming to ease as she soon realised that treading carefully wouldn't be so needed now. Instead, the Trickster within slowly began to take form. 

"Uh-huh! I.. I guess you're right. Ooh..? Don't worry, I'll go tell the Innkeeper! I'm sure the crowd would love it, mhm!" - And thus the tease began, her refusal to surrender being tested as she eased on up to her feet with a knowing smirk. Eyes gently hovering to the barside in careful inspection for the owner; offering ample time to give in to the Trickster, Vayra.
Kristine
"Really? This is news to me."

Vix was growing rather bored with this game, though not with the person before her. She had been quite pleasant thus far, and had yet to bite back in any way that was funny enough to justify continuing to poke at her. There was some concern that she would snap or even just grow frustrated enough to shut down. The former had potential to be funny, but the latter was always somewhat sad...

Or maybe she'd been played.

Her eyebrows flashed up as the tiefling spoke once more. She leaned forward rather abruptly, enough so that her lute nearly tumbled from her lap. Her hands shot forward to catch it, her thumbs thinning and elongating once she had. The nails had sharpened and lengthened, forming little hooks which she curled around the neck of instrument.

"Or..."

She really had walked right into this one. Now she'd look foolish if she tried to escape it.

*Well played, Tiefling.*

She didn't, however, speak such words. That would be allowing her the knowledge of her victory, which was far worse than the victory itself. Her shoulders rolled back to a poor attempt at leisure, eyebrows slowly creeping upward.

"I suppose you could do that."
Kate
The sights, oh it was clear now. Vayra was never the smartest of the bunch, but she knew the subtleties of someone when they seemed ever so blatant. Had she won..? Of course, Vix would never announce it. Still stood up, Vayra couldn't help but tilt her head with an almost knowing smirk. This little game was nearing its end, and it felt like the pair had already unveiled their playful nature already. The Tiefling would end it, with a most cunning move. "I could.."

"Or, maybe I'll.." - Vayra started, a tap at her chin in playful fashion as she eased closer and closer to Vix's side of the table. "..Steal the performance all for myself, hm?" - And thus she would end it, her words stopping just as she made a lean close and rested her elbows against the table. Watching Vix slouch with a smile. 

The tone wasn't the usual her, clever and trick-like betraying her words until an eventual softening and weakening of her plan. "..Please?"
Kristine
Vix knew she was by no means the most subtle in any room, but she thought that she had at the very least been somewhat clever. Really, that was all one could hope for in such situations: the opportunity to seem like the cleverest. There really was no competition in a formal sense outside of Vix's head, but the feeling that one had won was quite satisfying.

"Oh? So you are confident enough to perform now! Ha! Well, by all means. I would love to see your best attempt."

The game was not over, it seemed. Now there was hope that Vayra could be bested. She gestured rather broadly forward, falling into a comfortable slouch. Her lips once more had curled up into a smile. 

This posture lasted only a moment, until Vayra's tone changed. So the game was off. That was unfortunate. Vix frowned, then leaned forward, quirking a brow.

"What would you like to hear?"
Kate
The thrill of the game, the exciting tune of Vix that she hadn't truly managed to see until recently! All of that, hit suddenly by Vay's needy nature. But, not without understanding

Vayra seemed to pause as Vix's smile turned to a frown, the lean catching her off guard as if she had just realised how quickly the mood shifted by her very own words. It spoiled something inside of her, to see a moment fall flat. Yet still, a chance for redemption. 

Vay's caution would slowly be mended by a recovering smile, still leaned against the table at Vix's side, lashes fluttering in thought. What would she like to hear? It amused her next words, simply imagining an answer that she expected Vix to want to hear instead. The Tiefling wanted to see that smile again, afterall.

"Hmm.. The perfect tune for a dancing Tiefling ready to make a fool out of herself.." - Vay's smile lit up, using her words as a way to garner that confidence and ease back to eye the other patrons enjoying their meals and drinks. Clearing at her throat, she would attempt to grab the attention of the closest of future crowds. A smile showing after those eyes loomed over the pair. 

"Hellooo, people of Brerith! Me and my friend here are.. Going to put on a little show! Please.. Don't laugh too hard." A playful snicker emanating from Vayra, her natural confidence seeming to be bolstered as she glanced back to Vix. Fully prepared to slow herself down if Vix felt uncomfortable, but Vay's attempts were to keep that cheery mood going.
Kristine
The beastwalker's frown morphed rather quickly into a grimace, then into a smile as she took in Vayra's expression. What exactly did she hope to accomplish by making such a face? Was she trying to be endearing? Or was this some sort of other form of manipulation? Either way, it was the sort of thing that Vix was more than comfortable dealing with. She wasn't the most charismatic in a purely social setting, but interactions like these could be treated as performances. It didn't matter if she was being genuine or not. An exaggerated face or words that were just a bit *Too* Thought-out weren't out of place here.

"How specific. I'm quite certain I know a tune for that."

She did not. Interpretation of ambiguity was not one of her best skills, but that did not mean all hope was lost. There were plenty of tunes that were near impossible to dance to. She had not brought any music with her, as she simply cycled between the same four or so songs when performing on streets. However, there still were a few songs that she was certain her brain had lost the name of but her fingers could remember. There had to be.

Before she could think any further on this, Vayra was speaking. Quickly, the woman swung her lute up, fingers climbing to rest on the neck and across the strings. Her face had automatically morphed into an easy smile, eyes locked to Vayra. Her posture had changed entirely. Her spine was straight, her legs on the ground and her head turned to Vayra. She seemed utterly calm, and was still smiling.

 Once she was certain that Vayra had made eye contact with her, and that she was ready, Vix began to play. It wasn't a particularly fast tune, at least not at first. It was, however, quite steady in creeping up in tempo. Really, Vix herself wasn't certain where this song had come from, only that she'd vaguely learned it passing through Khisfire. Or maybe not. It sounded right for Khisfire, and she did not remember the name. Or the middle part of the song, for that matter.

That, however, was a problem for when she reached the middle bit. She had a solid minute or so to figure that out, and a minute was a long time. Her face remained fixed in a rather serene half-smile, eyes not on her lute, but on the tiefling in front of her. What sort of talent for improvisation did she have? Plauisibly, a talent stronger than Vix's, though that still remained to be seen.
Kate
_Eyes, however few, now upon the pair. A natural smile encompassing the expression of the Tiefling, a trait readily apparent on the Woman who so confidently professed an act! In truth, dreading just where their little game had led the duo. Fortunately for her, Vayra wasn't entirely green at the art of performance. Knowing when to hide her discomfort, and finding ways to compensate. And with that, she'd find it in her stares back to Vix and her notable shift in positioning. To have a partner in crime was awfully nice, knowing well she wasn't alone in this. A smile offered, her mind set in anticipation for the coming tune to accompany her. And gods, was it a relief!_ 

_Tail dashing freely around her form, as a sandal-clad foot tapped against the wooden floorboards of the Alynthi Inn. Tapping to the tune, that all but caused a smile at its keen reminder. A Khisfiran tune, ever did Vix carry all manner of surprises! A fang-filled smirk evident on Vayra's glance back to the performer, the last direct stare before her own time for performance. Clearly, however, it was what she so dearly needed to muster that inspiration._

_At first the awkward paces of a dance lacking choreography, her body the tool that slowly grew used to this familiar tune. A friendly snicker highlighted getting using to her pace, hopefully easing irritated eyes as her golden glaze flickered to the crowd. Soon enough, the Tiefling Illusionist would catch her groove!_
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_And so she did, through moments of awkwardness finally catch on to the tune of Khisfire! The familiar heat of her home, and the thrill of her all-too memorable magic motions. The tapping at her feet followed the rhythm of the tune, the dancer's form fluttering with the motion of her hands, extending upwards and fluttering before falling down to match the upbeat tune. How the crowd learned to listen from the expert playing of Vix, with hope Vayra sought to reflect the tune in the manner of Khisfiran dance! She showed more than simply performance, but a brief view of Khisfiran culture and its fiery fun nature! Often times mid twirl would she share a glance back to Vix, offering a thankful smile throughout her usual playful tune. Vayra was finally having some fun in this moment, and with hope wished it reflected well on her own skills._

_In truth, she wasn't bad at all. She had no true choreography in the moment, yet knew positioning and movements well. Her body seemed rather fluid, knowing well how to attract and allow focus on areas. - Like the swirl of her tail, rush of her long hair or the jig of her hips. All, fitting the tune of Khisfire well. Likely imagining however, an Alynthi tune that followed her wouldn't work well at all. - Thankful for Vix and her knowledge._
Kristine
The beastwalker's eyes remained on Vayra, her fingers continuing to pluck the strings of her lute. She was getting close to the part of the song she was pretty sure her mind didn't know, and that she could only hope that her hands remembered. Her ears, which had slowly morphed from human to a pair of small, black-furred twitching things, had pinned back against her head. Her face remained flatly held in an impassively serene smile.

Her eyes, which were squarely fixed on the dancer, had fallen into a small squint. She really didn't know how this would go, given that this was not a song that she had danced to before. Part of her wished that the pair had discussed this beforehand, given that she thought that there was quite the chance for this to go wrong. However, she did seem to be holding her own. She was rather fun to watch, especially given that her success meant that Vix wasn't at fault for picking a terrible song. Her instinct had been right. Vayra was apparently quite comfortable dancing to Khisfire-style music. 

More than that, it meant that she'd probably remembered the vague origin location of the song correctly. That was an additional benefit.

Now she was at the part she was fairly certain she didn't know, and she was pretty sure her fingers were about to fail her. The tiefling was still dancing, and though she did seem to be glancing in Vix's direction from time to time, Vix herself wasn't quite certain as to whether or not she was actually looking at her.

However, there was a rather simple solution to this, at least one that would prevent embarrassment on the part of both parties. She repeated the last measure, then brought herself back to the beginning of the song. A repeat. That was fairly safe, and an opportunity for Vayra to have a second chance at the music with the knowledge of what was coming.

That serene, professional expression remained, though it widened with Vayra caught her eye. She really was quite impressive, Vix thought.