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

[raziah]

Raziah shook her head to his offer, smiling lightly as she continued to eat, finishing her stew and setting the bowl off to the side so Talen-Jei could pick it up. She settled in to really drink her Alto Wine, tail waving ever so slightly as she drank.

"So, any new interesting and/or dangerous jobs coming up in the Guild? I didn't really want to discuss business tonight, but since you seem to be in a business mood it's probably better to get it over with," Raziah asked, looking over at Ja'Remy.

[Ja'Remy]

"I'm not in a business mood, per say," he corrected her, devouring the last bit of cheese, "I'm just observant by nature and with the current shape of the organization, every little bit helps. That being said, if you still wish to take a job, I have plenty contracts ready and waiting eager fingers, and from what I've seen, yours are quite eager."

[raziah]

Raziah snorted softly into her wine as she took another sip, putting down the empty cup for a refill. Talen-Jei was always quick on the draw, bringing a bottle over and refilling her wine cup to the brim before leaving the table, taking the stew bowl away with him. She hummed gently as she drank more from her re-filled cup, rather wanting to get a bit tipsy tonight.

"Well, even though I just came off a job I'm always trying to stave off boredom. You know what happens when I get bored. Last time I think I ended up table-dancing at the New Gnisis Cornerclub in Windhelm for some very enthusiastic Dark Elves before I came off the binge... Sanguine was pleased with me, I was not," the young Khajiit stated, nodding lightly at her story.

Oh yes, bored Raziah led to drunk Raziah which led to bad-decision-making-Raziah.

[Ja'Remy]

Ja'Remy chuckled after sipping from his special concoction. "Ah yes, you tend to make very poor decisions when intoxicated. You may want to slow down on the wine there." He sat his tankard down, eying a few guards who had entered. They sat at the bar, right in front of Keerava and paid no attention to the pair of thieves. "Anyway, back to business. I've got three that you can choose from, or if you're feeling extra eager, you can take them all." He pulled out three contracts, not wanting to discuss delicate business in such a crowded place, and placed them on the table, sliding them toward her.

[raziah]

Raziah hummed softly when he placed the three contracts down onto the table. Ah, it was the dreaded decision time... take all three and she could have guaranteed entertainment for a while. However, that depended on how fast she decided to do them and how far apart the towns were. She glanced at the three folded and sealed letters, lightly biting her lip as she stared at them as if to try and see what was written on the inside of the thick parchment. After a few moments of trying to exercise her non-existent psychic abilities, she lightly tapped each one with a finger.

"Einy... meanie.. miney... mo," Her finger landed on the middle one and she took it, slipping it into her gauntlet to read it when she got home. She wouldn't risk having the contract taken from her by a drunk patron as she attempted to read it. Drinking the rest of her wine.

"Mmm, I think I'm done for the night, Ja'Remy... escort me home so I don't fall in the water ways again?" She asked in a false slur, appearing for all the world tipsy, even though two glasses of wine didn't do much to her, she was only exaggerating it to give them an excuse to leave. She pulled out some coin to lay on the table to pay for the meal, which an observant Talen-Jei bustled over to take as he thanked her for her patronage.

[Ja'Remy]

He quickly finished off the rest of his tankard and paid the Argonian before he left. "Then let us go, Raziah, I definitely don't want to fish you out of that rank water again. He had retrieved the two contracts that were left just before Talen had come over. He got up and outside, holding the door open for the pseudo-intoxicated Raziah. "Come now, you live on the east side of town, right?"

[raziah]

Raziah hummed lightly as she walked in her patented "drunk sway," a graceful, smooth walk that she had adapted from her time as a dancer on the sands of Elsweyr. It was randomized enough to make it appear as if it was a drunken swagger and not a meticulously planned out way of walking to trick people.

"Mmmmmmhmmmm, plank-side," she said airily, lightly leaning against Ja'Remmy as they walked towards her home, slightly stumbling down the steps that led towards Riften's underbelly.

Even though she was highly-ranked in the guild and regularly pulled in a decent amount of coin, she still lived in a very small home Plank-side. Raziah wasn't fond of living in a big home, it was just more space to take care of and it felt empty and useless since she didn't have any family to share the space with. She had grown up living cheek-by-jowl with her mother, aunt, uncle, and cousins, so when she had been given the opportunity to move into a home top-side, she had rejected it in favor of her small, two-room plank-side home. Besides that, there was a tunnel in her home that led directly into the Ratway that allowed for quick escapes, but also allowed her to return home quickly after reporting back to the Guild.

Making her way to her door with "assistance" she swiftly produced the key and unlocked it, slipping inside. Once safely behind the closed doors of her home, she dropped the drunk act, walking over to the hearth to stoke the fire into life again, humming as she worked.

[Ja'Remy]

Ja'Remy closed the door behind himself as he entered. "Ah, so this is Plank-Side. Small and quaint. It's a nice way to not draw attention to yourself." He smiled as he spoke, the then made a gesture towards a chair sitting near the fire, silently asking if he was allowed to sit. Even as her superior, the Officer wasn't going to be disrespectful and sit without permission.

[raziah]

"I like it. The sound of the water in the canal is actually rather soothing and there's not a lot of traffic," Raziah explained, motioning for him to sit down as she busied herself with getting situated. She hadn't of been home in a while, so she was going to take a few days to relax and recover before her next journey. First thing, she took off her bow and quiver, putting them in her weapons rack.

"I'm going to change right quick and then we can talk more about the job, or whatever you want," she stated, humming softly as she slipped into her bedroom, the "door" between the two rooms was only a heavy curtain, and she left that open to hear him better if he did decide to speak as she changed out of her Guild armor, hanging it up to air out. She changed into her normal Elsweyr style, always preferring to wear the clothes of her homeland over Nordic fashion.

Returning to the kitchen area, she carried the job paper back with her, sitting down in the other chair facing Ja'Remy.

"Ugh, feels so much better to get out of that Guild Armor. It's good Armor for the jobs, but gods am I always glad to get out of it at the end of the day," Raziah stated with a giggle, relaxed as she opened up the job paper.