Postmaster Alabaster

[[ @the-alabaster-family Jitterz bean! ]]

Teledji gave a very apologetic smile to the kind miqote who was always delivering letters on time often passing through Crown Hotel in early hours. Thankfully today was such a day as well and she was the first to find him hanging on a sturdy branch which thankfully was just enough for this lalafell’s weight.

“How? With my two hands,” Teledji began sounding both proud and... tad agitated “Why is the question however...”

With that he nodded at a piece of paper stuck between the branches further up. It became obvious he had tried to reach it and found it impossible to both continue up or continue down.

“I might’ve not thought this through when I chased after this ...document. Wretched wind took it right from my hands! It is... not a paper that should fall in just anyone’s hands.” he explained, turning his look down at Jitterz again, “Do you... mind helping me out?”

Feline were excellent climbers! Surely miqotes were no exception!

“...How?”

First thinking mischievous moogles had been at play, she was a bit surprised to hear that Teledji had climbed up there himself. She followed his nod further up the tree, to a piece of paper stuck on a high branch. Said wind was still gently tugging at it, threatening to take it away to more unreachable places, as she looked back to Teledji.

Jitterz opened her mouth to say she would be happy to help, but then closed it again as the other suddenly offered payment. For this paper that no one else should see. Hm. The postmaster looked over her shoulder, to another plot within the residential district. Just beyond the stairs, but you could see the vast garden peeking out from under the roof. She turned her gaze back to the tree. The height Teledji had gotten himself to could support a lalafell. The ones above it? Definitely could not hold a full grown mi'qote.

"...Hm." Jitterz knelt down to place her messenger bag safely on the ground, and gave a smile to Teledji. "A moment, hold there."

Now unburdened, Jitterz was suddenly a blur of motion as a mighty Dragoon jump launched her up into the air! She passed Teledji, who for the moment seemed secure enough, and reached the top of her jump just in time to slow down by the paper. Being careful not to rip it, she caught the paper before the wind could steal it away again. As effortlessly as she had jumped, she landed back down by her messenger bag. She held the paper to her chest, written side hidden from her, and looked back up at him.

Jitterz looked at Pipin in surprise and curled her tail around the lalafell protectively as he hid behind her. She then gave a some what disapproving look at her father and sister. Roak made a quiet flustered noise when spotting he had scared the poor child once more, and quickly moved his hand further away from his sword.

“I- ah - Hello there. I apologize. This probably a very poor introduction. Jitterz usually doesn’t bring back... um... actual visitors.” Turning he spotted Jit’thulu with the cooking lid made temporary shield and went to disarm her as well.

Jit’thulu couldn’t hold back a relieved laugh upon hearing their guest, watching Pipin closely. “Well, he’s not a monster and he actually is squeaky! Is that your real name, or did she nickname you too?”

Having her new friend secured via holding hands, Jitterz felt like a true hero! She was rescuing Squeaky from his bad adventure! With this quest in mind she started to lead Pipin into the growing darkness.

As they went along she could feel the tug and pull of leading the lalafell. Jitterz took notice of Pipin's glancing up at her and she held his hand a little tighter. Okay, maybe it was a little scary in the dark... and she wished she could use her other eye right now to lead them- but her nose was helping too!

Eventually the distant smell of burnt dinner became much stronger as they made their way around a large rock and the light of the camp became visible.

"That's it!" She waved in the dark, even though those at the camp couldn't yet see them. With that, and hardly waiting for an answer, Jitterz suddenly took off running towards the camp... pulling poor Pipin along with.

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At the camp Roak frowned at yet another burnt attempt at dinner. At this rate they'd actually need to stop in Ul'dah for supplies. Jit'thulu sat by the fire, guarding her share of the collected firewood, and narrowed her eyes at an incoming shape.

"....Daaad! Jitterz brought something back, again!!" She yelled with alarm and readied the campfire’s pot lid as a makeshift shield.

Roak looked up from his cooking, hand on his sword -for fear of it being another small monster- but relaxed as the two shapes entered the light of the camp. His other daughter had returned with the firewood and...a child?

Hug Node for Jitterz!

Enjoy @jitterzart

Please treat it with care! :)

Jitterz saw Pipin's expression change several times, from a pout then to a sadness. She was talking funny? She hadn't noticed really. Was it hard to understand her? She hoped she wasn't making his adventure worse. The sight of other cheering up helped dissolve her worries though and she smiled as Pipin hopped to his feet.

Leading the way back? She could do that! When her father burnt food, one could smell it for great distances. Even if it got pitch dark, one could follow their nose back to camp.

"!..." She went to open her mouth to say she could, remembered her odd words, then just smiled and gave a energetic nod! A new way for her to respond to questions... that may get much more use in the future.

Jitterz rolled back before hopping back up onto her feet and shaking some of the dust off her cloak and hands. She stuck the large stick she had found for the last of the firewood into the back of her cloak so it would stay and then looked to Pipin. She carefully chose her words this time, not wanting to upset him again.