<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/L5J5XGs.jpg)</div>Vi's jaw dropped in shock at the doctor's shut down of her argument. Her eyes narrowed and her jaw clenched as he continued on with his ridiculous statements of propriety and patience.  She had heard all this before, in Vodacce anything a woman is passionate about is considered hysteria, anything she thinks is folly.  This misogyny was mirrored throughout Theah, but it was just more obfuscated than in her homeland.  Nothing she said had any weight, he simply ignored it all and told her to let her betters... the men... handle the case of her missing friend and his murdered bride.<br/><br/>Her blue eyes flashed with hate and anger as he told her to seek her own rooms and find him "properly dressed".  Ah yes, he cared more about his own ideas of the sensibilities of this maid than of listening to a woman... for when the maid was in his care, he was her superior.  A hundred different vulgarities from a hundred different ports sprang to mind at once, along with some new ones she came up with just for the occasion.  She wished she was a fate witch so she could curse him a thousand times worse.  If Casimiro died because of this man's pig ignorant misogyny, he would regret every moment in his like that lead him up to this point.<br/><br/>The visions of poisons that slowed healing combined with slashing his tendons one by one and attaching the now useless arms and legs to giant marionette ropes to make him dance around a stage and recount his stupidity were broken by Natia's calm and soothing voice.  Vi turned away from the doctor walked around Natia and snaked her arm around the young woman's waist as she finished.<br/><br/>"And every moment is another moment Casimiro is not found." Vi said, punctuating what Natia said.  "The guards... they are not thief-takers, they are GUARDS.  The captain of the guard, i'm sure he is good at making a watchlist or bayonetting some interloper; but he is not an<em>investigator</em>, he is not trained or experienced in anything other than the pointy end goes in the other man and don't let anyone in.  I have done this! I have followed leads and shadowed men.  You have discovered what ails the body, and what marks mean what." It was a kick in the stomach to praise a man like this, but she has had to suck it up worse... sometimes literally.  "What is so important about decorum and propriety that you would stake Casi's life on it?  He was never one to go through 'official channels' when lives were at stake!  There was a time that Finn, our bosun, was taken by a thief-catcher... said he blagged a man and stole his silver.  They were going to put him on trial, and hang him if found guilty!  Did Casimiro go through "official channels" and hire a lawyer and let propriety be the master of Finn's fate?  No! We staged a jail-break and got him out of there, along with 30 of the Magistrates finest muskets and one guardsman's wife."<br/><br/>Vi's hard, ice blue eyes were now brimmed with tears. She stepped forward, away from Natia, shaking with rage.<br/><br/>She pointed her finger at Malcyn, "And if you will still not help, then damn you for a coward!"