(Dusty) Meet you in the Square at High Noon

[Sevi]

Sevi was tired of looking for the odd hated woman she had met the previous day... and into the night she supposed. things were supposed to be easy. She was supposed to be learning of her past. instead she was in the middle of this square full of her and a few day lady's. or as most people called them... the day hookers. She supposed it wasn't a good place to look for the woman. Even if she had thought the woman a bit of that type. Really... who wears exotic clothes like that with a sword. it had to be one of those things people called a fetish.

"Hey Hon you need some help?" A woman stopped and asked in a sweet tone. Sevi didn't like it. seemed fake and she hated fake people.

Sevi glare was easy to read, but in case the woman didn't get the hint she added her voice. "Leave me alone or I'll beat you so ugly you only work int he darkest streets of this dingy whore hole." The woman was indignit and moved to hit Sevi... or course it was a weak slap and easy to dodge. "I hate Bitches who can't take a hint!!!" Sevi said and leaped at the woman. She was going down... and not in the way she got paid for.

[Dusty Dawson]

Dusty was relativly rested and relaxed. Sure, she had a meeting set up with no actual meeting place set-up. But luckily, the weird short girl was far from subtle. Finding her shouldn't pose too big of a challenge. She left the Bard and Ballista, pulling the brim of her hat down and started the day's journey.

The first logical step was to head back to where they originally met and branch out from there. She may have to do some backtracking afterwards as the girl didn't appear to be from any of the more affluent areas of the city. So, an in depth tour of Night's Doorstep would be in order.

But, it seemed she wouldn't even have to go through all of those steps, today. Actually, it was quite an easy find. Near where the day "workers" typically took to the world's oldest profession, a fight was starting. A loud one. Which could only mean one thing.

Sure enough, when Dusty turned the corner, she found Sevi engaging one of the prostitutes. And it probably was going to turn very ugly, very quickly.

"Aw, shit..." she muttered, rushing over to the scene. Dusty put herself in-between the two and pushed Sevi back, "Settle down, now. Ain't no need to stir up trouble."

Dusty spoke with a half-grin, as she tried to diffuse the situation. If she and Sevi were going to be working together, the last thing she needed was for the women's employer getting angry. Not that she doubted her own, or Sevi's, skill. Local thugs would be a cake-walk. But, they did have a nasty habit of being quite distracting. And at this stage of the case, she wanted to avoid as many distractions as possible.

[Sevi]

Sevi found herself separated from the woman after only one sock and it wasn’t even to the woman’s face. “Chh,” Sevi said and straightened her disheveled jacket. “Hmmph she started it.” Sevi looked away from the woman before the urge to punch her returned and focused on Dusty. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you. Where the hell have you been!!!?”


**that’s all I got *belgh***

[Dusty Dawson]

"Ain't my fault you left before we could set up a time an' place to meet." Dusty replied, as she shoved a coin purse into the "worker"s hands. The woman was still complaining but was also departing the scene of the incident. It was starting to get expensive, having Sevi around.

"Now. We should head back to the hotel. City Watch's probably been mucking things up, but we ought to be able to dig up a few good leads." she said, getting back to the matter at hand.