<span style="font-weight: bold"> Back at the table... </span><br/><br/><br/>"So, Yumina? Whatcha gonna do now that you're kinda...um...well, 'broken up' with your old group?"<br/><br/>The almost imperceptible twitch of Yumina's upper lip was entirely lost upon Anastasia, and though the big cat-girl's ears fold back in aggression at the remark, she bites back the less 'pleasant' retort she was about to make.<br/><br/>Exhaling a little sigh, Yumina rocked forwards in her chair, allowing a few seconds for her temper to cool. She knew the fairy had not meant anything bad by it. Besides, it wouldn't do to be getting mad at Alura's sister. Fairies were just...fairies, and even though she'd only been with the odd little group a half-day, she'd already figured out they were...unique in their perceptions...and lacked a brain-to-mouth filter for the most part. Ears once more flipping back up, Yumina simply shrugged "I dunno. Might join up with some other group somewhere. Might see about gettin' hired on as a bodyguard in town. Heck, might go make a killin' at that ring-fightin' group we saw on the way in. I can throw a mean punch when I want to. Plus, always have the benefit of claws." Picking up her now empty mug, she idly peered inside, frowning as if the bottom of the mug had betrayed her.<br/><br/>"Why not join THIS group, Yumina?!" Meera piped in, all smiles "After all, they kinda accepted me! I mean, wouldn't it be better to--" Yumina interrupted with a growl, her eyes locking on the bouncy catgirl as if the mere look could kill her "There's some trust issues, you bloody fool. Not only did they attack m'old group, right? But, look at it from their side. I might wanna get some revenge, yeah? Look, nice as they might seem, noone wants to be lookin' over their shoulder, wondering if I'm gonna strike. Yeah, they accepted you cause you're an idiot. You're too stupid to betray them. Sides, one of them sprayed acid on me, and one stabbed me. Not something you forget -- " She lifts a hand, snapping her fingers "-- like that. Well, maybe you do."<br/><br/>Meera's ears instantly wilt, eyes drifting from Yumina down to the table before her "I-i'm not stupid. Just...they didn't hurt anyone, right? I mean, they didn't KILL anyone. It's not so bad to switch up where you wanna be. Besides, we've not even been paid yet, so I won't take your money anymore."<br/><br/>"We're not GETTING any money, you idiot. We FAILED. An' I don't side up with losers. So, yeah. I'm gonna make my fortune here, or elsewhere, but I WILL make it." Standing up from the table with enough force to knock her chair over, Yumina eyes each member of the little group in turn "As much as I appreciate not skewering me, I ain't gonna tra-la-la along in your merry little band. Soon as I wake up, I'm out. Though, hey...we meet up sometime down the road, I ain't adverse to helpin' out if I'm paid, right? Least I can do for dinner. Hahaha!" With a hard slap to her weakly-moving stomach, Yumina reaches down beside Meera, picking up the bound-and-gagged elf she'd been toting since their camp "...And since it doesn't look like anyone wants to deal with HER...she'll make a good breakfast. Oughta keep me going long enough to find some work somewhere, without selling the clothes off my back for a little food money." Slinging the wide-eyed elf over her shoulder, Yumina takes a moment to admire her backside, teeth baring in a coy little smirk "Heh...busty one, this one. Yeah, she'll keep me going QUITE some time. Well, I'm headin' to bed. See you when I see you." Without so much as another word, the feline turns and walks off, the wide-eyed elf's heavily muffled screaming calling back at the group about...SOMETHING. It goes largely ignored, especially by the clientele of the establishment. Looks like nothing new.<br/><br/>The barest hint of a grin creases Naji's lips, hidden only when she drains the remainder of her wine glass in a single, long swallow "Heh...I like her." She says simply, replacing her glass on the table "...Firey. Like those type. Pity. I almost wished she'd be coming along with us. She makes a big presence and a bristly show. Would have been good for keeping people off our backs. Still, she's right about one thing. Couldn't really trust her yet."<br/><br/>Anya 'hmphs' softly, watching the backside of the feline as she goes "How can you like...THAT? Rude. Temper problems. She'd get us in as much trouble as get us out of it. Good riddance, I say. Do you see how she treats poor Meera? She's every bit as sweet as Anastasia and Alura. Maybe..." Casting a glance at the downtrodden catgirl (of whom Anastasia was in the process of perking back up), she leans in a little closer to Naji "...a little thick-headed, but sweet."<br/><br/>"To each their own." Naji returns with a little smile, pushing her chair back enough to allow herself room to get to her feet "...I think I'll turn in too, after seeing what sort of Shenanigans those three have gotten themselves into. Come on, orc. Might as well get what rest you can. I expect you'll be staying the next few months in jail. Or, a guard's stomach. Whatever, long as we get paid." Ignoring the glaring hatred from Drodjee's eyes, Naji eases behind her and gives her a rough shove, ushering her off towards the room they'd be sharing for the night.<br/><br/><br/>************<span style="font-weight: bold"> Back in the 'monster room</span>************<br/><br/>The faint creaking of the door opening signals Naji's and Drodjee's entry, the orc stumbling in after a rough shove from behind. Immediately, her eyes widen in surprise, focusing upon the now-suspended duo dangling just a bit above the warm bath they'd run.<br/><br/>Naji appears...slightly less surprised, the only real emotion showing being just the slightest upwards tilt of the corners of her mouth "Well. Can't say I'm surprised. I did leave you two alone for more than five minutes, after all. You should feel blessed, orc. You get to see one heck of a show before you end up in a cell." Ushering Drodjee forward, Naji guides her to one of the trio of beds, sitting her down on it with a little push. Drodjee, for her part, never takes her eyes off of the drider and human, gaping wide-mouthed at the little 'show' being put on, be it for her benefit or not.<br/><br/>"There. Stay. Door is already locked, and unless you can tongue it open, you're not getting that door open. So, might as well enjoy." Clapping her hands together as if dusting them off, the drow turns her attention back to Johan and Cyria, the faint little smirk still creasing her lips "So, I assume you two are not just working on your new circus act, hmm?" She jests, eyes glittering in the faint light given off by the small lanterns above and beside each bed.