Hey, guys! Kay, here, and—wait… Bhuna, what are y-!*nudged aside*
Hey! Kitsune here with a slight change in writing pace! Most of you should know that I play FFXIV and I've recently discovered that a lot more of my friends have gotten into it as well. On top, a new friend of mine had a story of one-shots with things happening in her FC and I've asked to add a little bit of a contribution.
(You can find Kitsune/Bhuna/Yuri at one of the two accounts of Lambhuna or Golden Alpha Kitsune. He's well-worth a look at, guys. Wonderful fox. Writing you all three one-shots while I hang out. This and the next two are his wonderful introduction to the sexy BAMF that is Yurina. Expect to see more chapters by the fox whenever he'd like to write them. It's always a pleasure to have co-authors. Enjoy, lovelies.)
"Geez, what's a Miqo'te gotta do around here for a damn drink?"
She collapsed into the booth over the furthest corner of this quaint little restaurant she had found around ten minutes ago; the aroma assaulting her senses and causing a cute rumble to emit from her. In her defence, she had not long stepped off the airship; having called in a favour from her sister's boyfriend's cousin's friend to get her here by using his own airship. She would miss the two of them but her sister was adamant that she would go do what she wanted to do. A promise to go back from time to time to visit? Of course, that goes without saying!
Shaking her head away from the thought, she quickly glanced around the place. It wasn't overly fancy but it had it's own beauty, nevertheless. The walls were a lovely shade of cream, decorated with a soft red (that almost looked pinkish) finishing the design as it took it's place on the lower halves of the walls. She admired the effort made into the furniture around the place; having known from experience that trying to make intricate designs with rosewood, of all things, was the difference between a carpenter and a damn good one. There were a few clusters of customers grouped here and there; animatedly chatting with one another, eating or simply enjoying the company they were with and the vibe the place gave off.
It was a soothing vibe. Homely, almost.
Shifting herself so she sank into the padded corner she had found vacant, she languidly picked up the menu in front of her and browsed through the menu for something to nibble on while waiting for her 'escort'. That thought made her giggle for a few seconds, leaving a mesmerizing smile on her face that earned the attention of some of the males there. She noted a waitress finally make her way towards her; tearing her gaze away from the menu and at the playful eyes of the Miqo'te in front of her. Her luscious blonde hair tied into pigtails, framing her tanned face and facial markings, while enhancing the odd-blue and turquoise eyes she had. 'Seeker of the Sun, I'd assume. Those eyes would be a weapon if used correctly, probably on me as well if she tried hard enough...'
"Good afternoon, sister! What would you like today?" she smiled brightly, knowing she was referring to the fact that she was a Seeker as well. She couldn't help the grin appear on her face, noting her tail swing happily behind her.
"Afternoon to you as well, dearie~!" she winked playfully in a rather sultry voice. "I'd hazard a guess that you're not available, eh?" Fair play to the girl, she blushed a pretty red but laughed nonetheless. Coming down off her mirth-filled high, she winked in return.
"If I wasn't taken, I'd have no objections. I'm sure I could... persuadehim into seeing things my way, though." she purred throatily, sending shivers up the spine of the asker.
"Damn!" she replied, a snap of her fingers in defeat earning another melodious giggle. "You get a-working on that then, dear, or I'll prematurely arrange it for us!" she chuckled, puckering her lips and blowing her a kiss before calming back down. Well as I'm new to this gorgeous establishment, what would you suggest for me?" she asked.
The waiter paused for a moment, tapping her chin while looking at the woman in front of her. She had a few choices but she always did better with a few questions. She turned her attention down to her as she asked her questions;
"Favourite colour?"
"Harlequin Purple. Can't explain why but I've always loved the colour."
"Nameday?"
"Sixth day of the First Astral Moon."
"Guardian?"
"Oschon the Wanderer. Fitting, really."
"Your main class?"
The sitting miqo'te looked puzzled for a second before deciding to tease her back. "And what makes you think I'm one of the adventuring types, hmm?" she purred. "I could simply be a passer-by that had a healthy appetite that need sating." she explained. The waitress giggled again before shaking her head playfully in response.
"You don't work here for long if you can't tell the differences in customers." she replied cheerfully. "You have the look that tells me that you could share enough stories to make even the hardiest of pirates admire your tenacity! You're movements are refined; there's no wasted movements in anything you do, and you have a switch that goes from relaxed to sharply aware. That doesn't come by unless you trained in the art of combat for a long time, dear."
The two paused for a few moments before the redhead of the pair burst into laughter at the shrewdness and awareness that this young woman had been blessed with. "Very astute of you!" she laughed mirthfully. "Indeed, I most likely can. I'll indulge you that tidbit of information as a job well done in sussing me out; Monk would be my main class." she smiled.
"Ooooh! A Job Class! You must be a pretty good fighter then, sister!" the blonde complimented. "I know! It's just for today only but we've recently had a batch of Black Truffles imported from the Shroud. It may be a little costly but we can make you a risotto of it, if you'd like!"
"My goodness!" she replied, slightly awed on finding a restaurant that sold the heavenly meal, "I never would've guessed you'd find that in a restaurant. I don't mind the cost, dearie. I'll take three orders of it then and I'll have an Antelope steak, medium-rare, a pot of Chamomile Tea and a pitcher of Pineapple Juice to finish." she ordered, noting the slightly agape jaw of the waitress. "I work the calories off. Monk is a pretty physically-demanding class, you know?" she winked playfully, snapping the blonde from her stupor. "I used to make risottos all the time myself and for my friends back home whenever we went on a pretty dangerous mission."
"O-Of course, miss! That'll come to a total of eight-thousand, seven-hundred and nine gil." she totalled up, finding the gil already counted for her, lying on the table. She was about to pick it up when a notification appeared in front of her. Her eyes widened; a friend request?
"You've got spunk, a load of hidden potential and a lovely personality. I wouldn't mind meeting you off-duty and sharing one of those tales with you and your other half over some friendly drinks sometime... Rey'la U'lori." she smiled, winking playfully once more. She was pleased when the cute waitress pressed on 'Accept' and was immediately added to her contacts.
"I shall have to make a reminder of it and book it off. Who knows? Maybe I can ask for lessons for a class or two... Yurina K'nerias." she winked back playfully. Yuri smiled as she pulled out another note and placed it on the table, separate from the pile of coins. Rey'la already knew it was a tip but shocked to find a two-thousand note with her name on it. She simply shook her head and took it; already placing Yurina on her good-list. "Order will be a little while cause of the order size..."
Yurina simply waved it off dismissively. "Take your time, dearie! I'm waiting for my 'escort' to arrive anyway." she giggled, earning one in kind. Watching the slightly seductive sway in the blonde's hips as she walked away, Yurina whistled appreciatively and made her all the more determined to have some fun with her in the near future. 'Well. Couple of drinks, a little bit of flirting and I'd probably be finding myself in a threesome with her husband. Two hot miqo'te? Who wouldn't want a piece of that?'she inwardly monologued, smirking slightly. 'Definitely a squealer. Mhmmm...'she smiled as she continued reading the menu for future note, allowing her thoughts to continue their trail of thought.
"Well! What's a pretty Miqo'te doing here all by her lonesome?"
She looked up at the newcomer and, while not showing it, was mildly unimpressed. She had nothing against any of the races, she practically had adopted family who were a mix of Lalafell, Roegadyn, Elezen, Hume, Miqo'te, Au Ra... you name it. She, however, couldn't stand arrogant pricks and this Elezen fella was practically drenchedin arrogance! 'One of the posh snob elitists, I'd hazard a guess. Used to getting what he wants and throwing a pissy-fit when he doesn't.'she thought inwardly. Deciding to humour him, she put on a dazzling grin, allowing the menu to hide the view down her cleavage. She smirked seeing the slight frown of that action.
"Me? I'm just waiting here for a friend of mine. I'm not quite sure what he looks like but he said 'I'd know him if I saw him.'" she politely answered. She watched him smirk as he took the seat next to her and bells began ringing in her head as she quietly reached for her weapon. She left in a hurry so she only managed to grab four of her pre-made sets and stuffed the rest with the rest of her luggage.
"What a surprise! I got told that I was supposed to be meeting someone who was coming from a fair ways-away!" he replied with a hint of shock in his eyes. Not a bad actor, she admitted, but still a good-fire way to get abducted and then forced to a life of servitude and prostitution. She had seen it happen so many times before and she'd be damned if it happened to her. "In fact... I think you look like the person we're looking for."
She leaned away slightly the moment his face was in front of hers; that glint still remaining in his eyes. Her ears twitched slightly, feeling a presence behind her but not knowing if it was friend or foe. Thankfully, she noted the tip of a very sharp sword poised at the softside of his neck. Silently thanking the Twelve, she heard a voice she had missed for so long.
"I suggest you leave her alone."
The two figures turned around to notice a behemothof an Au Ra standing there, glaring at the Elezen as he 'tch'd' and got up from his seat. She mentally took a note of his gear and shook her head slightly but was impressed nonetheless on how imposing he looked.'A mix of Ironworks and Mythrite, I would guess. Little bit too much parry as he has the shield to block, anyway, but not bad otherwise. Need to work on some glamour prisms for him as well.'
"And whodo you think you are!?" the Elezen snarled into his face. The Au Ra didn't let up on his weapon as he turned his gaze to the Miqo'te still sitting down and simply mentioning a phrase the two of them knew well:
"Boobs."
The Elezen stood there confused by the vulgarity of the Au Ra in front of him but was shocked to find the Miqo'te smile brightly as she made his way to stand at his side. He was more confused when she gave him a quick one-armed hug before turning back to the bewildered Elezen.
"This is the person I was waiting for. Now..." she trailed off as she pulled out her Jet-Black 'Augmented, thank you!'Ironworks Magitek Repeater and aimed it straight at his face, "I suggest you stop your Twelve-damned awfulattempt of kidnapping me for your sick perverted pleasures and politely fuck off before I aim a little lower and end your family line here and now." she smirked daringly as she aimed at his crotch, releasing the safety catch and shivering at the noise of said gun whirring to life.
"W-Wha...? F-Fuck you, you bitch!" he growled threateningly. "Do you know who I am!?"
She, for the briefest of moments, thanked the Twelve for giving her this golden opportunity to run this phrase for the first time ever in conversation. "This is not a game of; 'Who the Fuck are You!' First off; no thank you, I have standards. Secondly, I'm a cat. Not a dog. Get your facts straight before you find yourself used haphazardly as a chew-toy. Oh! My bad! You've probably got nothing down there worth chewing on." she smirked. The hisses from the audience made her smile inwardly; making a note that he was a regular here that none of them liked.'Likely got a group with him as well so expect some shit later down the line.'
"Ouch. Burn." the Au Ra snickered as he lowered his sword and turned to face her. "It's been a while, Yuri." he smiled. She nodded to him with a smile on her face, not taking her eyes off the Elezen in front of her.
"Indeed it has, Mag. Indeed it has. She not with you?" she asked him, wondering where his other-half is.
"She's... in Aurum." he replied. For a split second, everyone within earshot sent a prayer to the Twelve for her having to withstand that hell. "Levelling Roulette."
"I feel sorry for her. Not an easy dungeon for a healer of all things. Those Bad Breath attacks leaves you with every status under the sun and is a bugger to cure them in time." Yuri nodded, making a note to check her over once she returns. She turns back to find the Elezen still standing there with a sour look on his face. "Didn't you get the hint already?" she asked rhetorically. "Fuck off and leave me alone!" she snarled. She flipped her gun around and smacked his forehead with the butt of her weapon, sending him straight to the floor unconscious. A cheer rose up from the action and Yuri had the decency to blush in response. Taking her seat again, with Magnum sitting across from her, she idly noted the same waitress come back with a large platter of food and a seductive gleam in her eyes...
Times were good, indeed.