It was still fairly early in the morning, but Laelith was already abuzz with activity as Miyuki made her way back down the slopes towards the docks.  Slaves and free people alike bustled about in the comfortable morning temperatures, eager to get done any errands or work that could be done while the day was only comfortable.  For it was only a matter of hours before the heat of the day began to set in and bake the city.  The streets were wet, as it had rained early this morning for about an hour, but even now Miyuki could see the water evaporating into the morning air.<br/><br/>She arrived at Jax's apartment and let herself in to find the surprised looking halfling strapping on his sword belt.  His leg was free of cast and he was wearing his outfit of the Laelith Defenders, though with one modification.  A metal brace, bound with leather, was strapped about his leg, jointed at the knee to let him walk somewhat normally.  For a moment, Miyuki had to admit that he looked almost like a different man in uniform.  Where before he had been carefree and relaxed, he seemed somehow more professional now.  His armor gleamed with a fresh polish and his tabard was clean and crisp.  He wore it well and it gave him an air of dignity and authority that startled miyuki for a moment or two.  But then he grinned at her.<br/><br/>"Hello beautiful!" he said beaming that rogueish smile at her, "I've only a few minutes, not enough time for some fun I regret.  I don't want to be late for my first shift back since the injury.  But I'm glad I bumped into you."  He moved to the kitchen and found a sealed letter, walking with only a slight limp over to her, put it in her hands.  "It seems word of your preformance at the seven hells has reached up city to the fancy districts already.  This came for you last night."<br/><br/>She looked at the wax sealed page, and Jax took advantage of her distraction.  He landed a slap on her bottom and grinned, heading quickly to the door.  "I'll be heading to the tavern after work, should be there before sundown, if you wish to join me for an ale."  Then he was out the door, leaving Miyuki to look again at the letter.  The wax seal seemed somehow familiar to her.  Though she couldn't imagine why or how that was, as she wasn't familiar with the crests or seals of this land.  But breaking it and reading the letter, she realized why there was some familiarity.  The letter was written by someone from house Saari.  She had modeled clothing for a mistress d'Saari, and must have seen the crest somewhere on the woman's clothing.<br/><br/>Eagerly she read the letter and said that word had reached the ears of mistress d'Saari about a woman who was both beautiful and skilled, and not afraid of displaying her 'natural talents'.  Miyuki got the sense that was a veiled mention of her exposing her body on stage at the seven hells tavern.  The letter concluded that if the bard in question was interested in a very high paying job, she should contact the house Saari steward, who went by the name Algers, as soon as possible, and in no greater than three days.<br/><br/>This left Miyuki with a conundrum.  Should she go visit this steward, or go see if Sil needed help with research in the library?  After she bathed of course.  She was rather sweaty and... other things.... she had spent the night with Velma after all.