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This is a city, if your standards for "city" don't require skyscrapers, electricity, or plumbing. She's landed on a side street; to her left, the crosswise thoroughfare has people hollering about their things for sale, people hurrying on foot and poking along on horseback to get here and there, storefronts and apartments in two and three story structures. The street she's standing on is quieter, houses and less customer-facing businesses, though it has its share of spillover traffic; she has not yet been noticed, by that fellow leading a goat or that woman with a basket of laundry or that family all holding hands so as not to lose each other. It's a cool day, a little misty.
Deskyl in Cefax
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Ixasi jumps and runs around Deskyl to catch up.
Ixasi continues to follow her mother, once her mother is satisfied that the aberration has blown over. They reach a house. They go into the house. Ixasi get much unhappier very quickly.
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One of the advantages of there not being any other Sith around to care if she's soft is that she doesn't have to put up with this kind of thing, if she doesn't want to.
She goes and knocks on the door.
Someone who might be Ixasi's dad answers it. "Who're you?"
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She pushes past him into the house. Ixasi's mom is this way.
"What the - hey - come back here, you can't just -" He grabs for her.
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He suddenly finds it hard to move, like he's moving through water rather than air, and her elbow where he was going to grab her crackles briefly with electricity.
"Glurcgk -"
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And here's Ixasi and her mother, and - even an unaugmented blow from a trained Sith is nothing to sneeze at; down the woman goes.
Ixasi screams.
Outside, there's someone with a goldmage bodyguard.
The goldmage has a raised eyebrow.
"This isn't worth my life as it stands," the goldmage comments. "And I know you weren't raised in a Temple-Guild and don't know any better. But if this is not the last time, we're not going to wait to find out when the last time would have been or how far you'd escalate. Mages cannot go around attacking civilians on our own recognizance. No matter how much you might have to try to bribe us with to look the other way while you have your fun."
"Is your attendant having trouble explaining?" he asks mildly.
"Do you have questions?" he asks.
"How long is this going to take?" his client asks.
"If it goes longer than the time it takes the runner to return the rest of your trip is free," the goldmage tells him.
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"No sir." Deskyl stalks off.
They don't show up at the Temple-Guild the following week.
A servant from the Temple-Guild goes looking for them the following morning.
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They're findable; Deskyl is already watching the servant when he spots her.
"Hello. You missed your appointment, I was sent to ask what kept you?"
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"She says she doesn't work with people who tolerate parents abusing their children, sir."