<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/36/Lynthia_Vedat.jpg/417px-Lynthia_Vedat.jpg)</div><br/>The talk has Lynthia's ears twitching before curling down against her head, her smile turning into a small frown. "Bah. Plots an' backstabbing." The tail sliding across her stomach draws her attention to the reclining Elise, arms coming up to rest behind her head as she leans back against the wall.<br/><br/>"Ya all may have a point 'bout the need. But seems far to finicky. Ain't he gonna be 'specting a double cross? Way to much in our group leanin' ta the docks an' even that fancy school." Her face scrunches up as with a small sigh she slowly stands up, various strips of leather and chunks of metal falling to the floor. Thumps sound out as she slowly stalks to stand infront of Elise before leaning over the green-haired lass, bare breasts swaying with every breath.<br/><br/>"Gonna gimme my shirt back?" There's a small smirk on her lips even as she simply reaches out and plucks her shirt from where it fell off Elise's face before she stands back up.<br/><br/>"We keep pokin' these big gangs an' I might have to get more then pieces of armor. Do we have some way o' gettin' word ta the right folks? Or are we just gonna hope? 'cause I'd need at least six drinks 'fore pissin' off the lamps and the sashes at the same time sounds good."