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lookitsempty.livejournal.com[Alfitaria's more or less just how Belle remembers it, crawling with Lilty and enough of the other tribes too. It takes her a few takes to make sense of seeing Yuke around, and some Clavats that she's sure are either fresh from the farm or from 500 years ago. They look so antiquated!
Her task today is to get a little information. After pawning off her loot from that horrible tower fortress she showed up in, she hadn't made nearly as much gil as she'd hoped for at all. Which leaves her with no choice but to get back to her normal work: information trading, treasure hunting, and maybe a little side of blackmailing if she has to.
While she's out chatting folks up, she hears whispers behind her back. What about her and wanted posters? Althea took care of all that... maybe. She shoots a quick glance around, and sure enough there's a bulletin board with her lovely face on it. Heh, and so's Layle's. Belle's smug and yanks down her wanted poster, and leaves Layle's up. It'll keep him out of her hair.]
At least I looked good in it.
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