Raziah's Triumphant Return [[Open to Thieves]]

[Ja'Remy]

"Y'know, Raziah, sewer water isn't exactly conducive to good fur." he chuckled as he peered over the edge at her. He reached down, offering her a hand. "Perhaps you would like to accompany me to the Bee and Barb for some Black-Briar Mead, my treat. Plus, I'll use it as an excuse to get out of the underground."

[raziah]

Playfully, Raziah flicked some of the water at him before taking his hand... but in a show of childishness she pulled backwards hard in attempt to pull him down into the water with her. Her grin was now of Cheshire cat proportions. It wasn't that she was trying to be malicious, but damn did he give her a golden opportunity.

"Well, if you're buying how can a girl like me say no?" Raziah said, smiling at him while her tail waved back and forth in contentment. "If you buy the mead, I'll buy dinner. I'm starving."

[Ja'Remy]

He had been half-expecting her reaction, so, using his skills at climbing buildings, he quickly removed his hand from hers, grabbed the edge of the centerpiece, swung downward, planted both feet on the side and back-flipped off onto one of the bridges. "Did you really think that would of worked?" He snickered, showing his feline teeth. "Very well, let us go." he said as he headed toward the exit that lead to the graveyard.

[raziah]

"Show off," Raziah said as she pouted slightly, having been hoping to catch the other cat off guard. Splashing she walked over to the side of the Cistern pool and climbed up onto the ledge, giving herself a little shake to get any excess water off. Lightly she hummed as she, too, headed for the secret graveyard.

With a smirk, she picked up her pace, quickly catching up with Ja'Remy before placing her hands on his shoulders, pushing him down as she jumped up in order to "leap-frog" over him with a giggle and a smirk. She quickly ascended the ladder before pulling the chain to open up the crypt entrance, poking her head up before exiting to make sure no one was around.

She headed out into the graveyard, walking casually around the temple of Mara. She looked up at the building, waiting for Ja'Remy to catch up. Crossing her arms, she hummed softly as she observed a young couple walking into the temple. The young Khajiit wasn't interested in marriage and had a hard time understanding the concept and the reasoning behind it.

[Ja'Remy]

He heard her footsteps quicken behind him and he ducked as she jumped over him. She has too much energy, this one. he sighed inside his own mind. He joined the younger thief in observing the couple, a nostalgic smile crossed his face. "Ah, young love. So pure and innocent. I am glad to see it thriving, even in these harsh, cold sands." He quickly scaled up the side, getting to the upper level and peered in the window, watching as they began to talk with Muramal. After seeing that both were ready to go through with the life changing event, he dropped back down to his comrade.

[raziah]

Raziah snorted and laughed softly at the concept.

"I think I'll stick to debauchery, drunken and otherwise, myself," she stated, waving a hand slightly as she turned to head towards the Bee and Barb. "Everyone seems in such a rush to settle down into boring, contented family life. Blek. Sanguine save me from that fate, I beg."

T'was true Raziah wasn't a religious cat by nature. She bowed to none of the Divines, nor to any of the Daedric Princes. However, she had what one could call a "complicated relationship" with the Daedric Prince Sanguine and there were a few warrants out for her arrest in Cyrodiil for that time she had masqueraded as a Priestess of Dibella.

Entering the Bee and Barb, she headed over to her favorite corner table, picking the seat next to the wall so she could watch the other patrons, always on the look-out for new targets.

[Ja'Remy]

"Hopefully you'll understand what it means to love before your time here on Nirn is over. I pity those that die before feeling it." he commented as he followed her into the inn. He sat in the chair next to her, grabbing a few choice items from a patron they had passed. Ja'Remy watched as the Nord went about their business, not knowing that they had just been robbed blind. If anything, they apologized for bumping into the Khajiit. "Good to see there aren't many drunks as of yet."

[raziah]

Raziah laughed gently, watching the room with the lazy interest of a well-fed lion. Having just come off a job, she would be in coin for a reasonable amount of time if she held to her normal low spending pattern. Raziah never bought much, she wasn't a cat of luxuries. The simple joys of food, drink, a warm bed, and a good lover were all she really cared about in the end.

"I was told shortly before I left my Clan that I had too much love to share. I love, dear Ja'Remy, but I have a hard time loving only one person," Raziah commented, her tail waving lightly as Talen-Jei approached the pair of Khajiit Thieves to take their orders for food and drink.

[Ja'Remy]

"'Tis not the same thing, Raziah, as wanting to devote yourself to another completely." he informed her. "I'll have the usual, Black-Briar Mead mixed with Juniper Berries, Talen." Ja'Remy was leaning on his left arm. He peered around the room as he made his order to his fellow Beastfolk. He returned to the conversation, still observing the patrons. "There is a difference in loving acts and loving another."

[raziah]

"Alto wine and Venison Stew for me, Talen," Raziah said, glad to finally be getting food in her stomach that wasn't dried traveling rations or something sweet. As fond as she was of sweetrolls and honey nut treats, they did not make for a well-fed Raziah.

"Never said it was the same thing. I don't understand or enjoy life-long relationships myself, but I don't tell anyone who's in one or likes them that they're silly and should be as I am. I know how I am and I know what works for me doesn't work for everyone," Raziah said once the Argonian left their table to get their drinks and to fetch Raziah's stew. She was quite tired of the shaming she usually got for being how she was. She had never faced such shaming among her clan, and that was one of the few things she missed about living in Elsweyr.

"I flirt with anything that catches my eye, but my charms are reserved for interested parties only. If they are interested in being with me for a year, a month, a week, or only a night I care not, just as long as we both understand the boundaries and that I have *no* boundaries," She explained as Talen-Jei returned with their drinks and her food. She took a sip of her wine first, needing a bit of alcohol in her system.

[Ja'Remy]

"Well, no worries then, I will not tread upon your tail. It is your life, what you do with it, as long as it doesn't affect the organization negatively, is up to you and no concern of mine. I'm not wanting to sound like one of those Mara fanatics, but what would be a shame, though, is going through your life without feeling the joys of love, even if only for a second." He sipped his custom drink a few times before watching as someone became heavily intoxicated. He knew this particular Dunmer was prone to bumping into people when he was drunk, and was a remarkably easy mark. All it took was a simply nudge and an "oops, pardon me" would escape their lips. "Raziah, speaking of business, do you see that 'winded' patron shambling about?" he asked her, using the Guild's code word for a native of Morrowind and pointed slyly toward the man in question. "I think he could use some 'help,' don't you?"

[raziah]

Raziah smiled lightly, sipping her Alto Wine once again.

"As I said... I love... I just love more than one and rarely is it permanent," she whispered softly, her thoughts turning to that wonderful woman she had left behind... her beloved Siva, possibly the only person she would always love.

Noting the drunken Dunmer Ja'Raska had pointed out, Raziah smiled mischievously. Of course, at first she was a bit insulted that Ja'Raska thought so little of her as to point out such an easy target. However, she brushed it off as just a sign of him wanting to make coin and make it easily. They were thieves and opportunists, to pass up such an easy mark would be insane, especially with how bad the Guild had been doing as of late. Nocturnal was displeased, that much Raziah could feel, but she also had a good feeling their Lady Nocturnal wanted more than just mere coin as an offering to get back her favor.

"He will get the sort of help he needs," Raziah stated with a gentle smirk, subtly getting up out of her chair. Her plan was simple and effective, she would get up to go towards the bar in order to request a half of bread to go with her stew in order to have a reason to be up. Approaching Keerava, she "accidentally" brushed up against the Dunmer, but he took it as a chance to throw his arms around her neck.

"Heeey there, pretty kitty," he slurred, obviously in a drunk-n-flirty mood. "Heard lots about you from me buddies... how 'bout a kiss?"

Raziah smiled flirtatiously, indulging him as her hands found his coin purse, lifting it off him and placing it in one of her own pockets. "Alright then, but just one."

She quickly gave him his kiss, making sure it was a good one in "payment" for the theft of his purse before expertly slipping out of his grip to get her intended bread, bringing it back to her seat with Ja'Remy, a smirk of success on her lips.

[Ja'Remy]

"Well done, just as expected. He's usually always here about this time on Fridas and always has a good stash of coin. Every now and again, he's got a gem on him." He took another drink from his tankard and noted that it was getting low. He caught Talen-Jei's attention with a wave. He received a nod as he headed to get another tankard of Ja'Remy's special drink. "It seems that your 'free love' does have its perks." Talen arrived with the filled tankard, a piece of bread, and a chunk of Goat Cheese, knowing that the Khajiit loved it with his second cup. The Argonian took the now empty tankard and headed back over to the bar. "Ah, I do love it when I receive good service. How is your stew, Raziah?"

[raziah]

"I am just sharing the blessings of Dibella as she directs me," Raziah stated, her hands clasped together before her in imitation of an innocent, pious priestess as she fluttered her eyelids slightly. Oh yes, there were reasons why she couldn't step foot inside the temple of Dibella without getting something heavy thrown at her.

Raziah smirked lightly as she dropped the act. She ripped off a chunk of the bread to dip into her stew, catching a bit of meat on the piece as well before lifting it to her lips to eat the now-soaked piece of bread, humming contentedly.

"The Bee and Barb never disappoints, be it food, drink, company, or opportunity," Raziah stated with a nod, lightly licking her lips.

[Ja'Remy]

He couldn't help but laugh at her comment toward Dibella. "No, no they don't, and that's exactly why they are still in business." He finished his bread and still had a bit of cheese left over. "Care for some Goat Cheese, perhaps make a small sandwich with the bread and venison?" He held it out in his hand, in case she did want to take it.