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It was disorienting at first for Tanner, Pix speaking so oddly. But then he realized what Pix was doing. The new girl had no idea what they were planning to do.
Tanner walked calmly over to Ryken, whispering, "Distract the new woman" as he passed him. To an observer this was nothing more than Tanner walking to the other side of the room.
Kai stared coldly at the floor, knowing that something important was finally going to happen, after all that traveling.

Everything going on had stopped abruptly as soon as the senile old man who seemed to be their audience had fallen asleep. Leszya's eyes narrowed as the people in the room started to move and communicate, and she undoubtedly felt eyes on her. Obscenities were running through her mind. How could she be so stupid!? This was clearly a dangerous situation, and her exhaustion and hunger had led to a lack of vigilance. Stupid girl, idiot!

Slowly, Leszya moved her hand to her side, where one of her daggers was concealed in her jacket pocket. She slipped it up her sleeve, the blade concealed flat against her palm. She stood up carefully, dropping some coins on the table she had pulled out of her pocked simletaneously with the knife as a pretence for what she was retrieving. This mercurial group of jesters was a bit too suspicious for her, especially considering the poor excuse for a performance they had given. She slipped out of her chair and began to move pointedly towards the exit, keeping her chin parallel to the floor. Every one of her senses was on guard to make sure no one would give her trouble.

Leszya arched an eyerbrow. There was a girl blocking her way, the same girl who had eyed her critically when she entered the room in the first place. She sighed deeply, looking at Andrea expectantly.

"Yes?"

Her voice was low and smooth as she adressed the girl. She cocked head head to one side, adjusting the strap of her pack as she spoke but not breaking eye contact.

" You have emerged from behind shelves. Don't mistake me, it was very impressive, I assure you. However, I've paid for my food and drink. Quite a fair amount, as it were. If you wish for some of that compensation, do take it up with your...associates. And since there's nothing more I owe any of you, why exactly are you blocking my way?"

Gregor smiled as Pix dropped the act. He took off his "performing" outfit still wearing his regular clothes underneath. He took his crossbow in his right hand and tensed himself. He was already tired of his outfit and the need to perform for someone they would probably just kill when it was all over. He was ready to shoot the girl in case of foul play if he needed to just as he was certain Pix was ready to kill her in close-combat if the need arose. He glanced towards their audience making sure that nothing that had happened so far woke him. The last thing they needed right now was for him to hear them.

The moment Tanner gave the command he shifted his gaze towards the girl. He waited a few seconds and started to move towards her, but stopped abruptly when she dropped the coins on the table. He had seen the move before, and although it was perfectly executed, he could tell that she now had some sort of weapon in her hand. However, she seemed to be making her way to the exit, and so it seemed he didn't need to do anything. From there, he stood back and watched the rest of the scene unfold, up to when Pix broke their cover. He was sure Pix could handle it even if the woman decided she did want to try to take them on, but he doubted she was foolish enough to try and take them all on by herself.

(x.x I can tell.)

Andrea stopped when he grabbed her wrist, her fingers twitching slightly from how hard he was holding onto her. "No...I promise to give you what you want, but right now I'm not feeling so well..So if you please, I would like to use the restroom." she didn't look up at him, not in fear of his anger, but because she was afraid that she was going to get sick all over the place very soon.

(( -waves to everyone she hasn't met yet-))
Leszya resisted the urge to laugh out loud, not wanting to wake the 'perverted old man'. She reached into her pocket, slipping the dagger back in.

" Well, if that's all" she murmured, highly amused at the scene before her. There were a few in the room who looked ready to kill her, excluding the older man and the girl who had blocked her way, who looked ready to kill each other. Making her way back to the table, she picked up the coins and slipped them back into her pocket.

" I thought you were simply brigands who solved their problems with vulgar throat-cutting. " She said to no one in particular, as she walked across the room and sat down in a chair far away from the sleeping old man, crossing her legs and moving her eyes from person to person.

" I have no love for perverted old men. The last one I encountered was a rather violent merchant from the far east who took a particular liking to me. Long story short, I have an alchemists dream worth of precious metals in my hair, and there's a confounded man wandering a forest somewhere who will never see his heaven or his home."

A small grin appeared on her face. " I'll assist you in any way I can, providing I can keep these coins of mine. You'd throw in a bath, too, if you were gentlemen."