[Alex likes logs, but Alex doesn’t like Eastern Street Slang at 2am]
Once I finally calmed down about Bella’s accident, I found myself wandering back towards Thresh’s house. It’s likely he won’t come back here…I mean, we found the damn place so it’s not a haven so much as a trap. I told some chap outside that if Thresh come by, Six wants him to stay away three nights and come back on the fourth. Hopefully that’ll sound reasonable enough, and I’ll make sure we’re there.
Rather than face Bella (I don’t need a beating today) I went to Pendlehave’s you check on our other friend. Pendlehave happened to be there and…well, he saved the guy’s life probably. He got him on a boat and out to sea. It doesn’t make up for me having to kill that poor man on the boat, but it’s a small reminder that the old man isn’t all bad. We had to lie to the Nobles about where he was, but they bought. Sandcrowne made an odd request that from now on we keep the bodies on ice…maybe he suspects something…nobles aren’t necrophiliac’s, right?
I then had probably one of the most degrading experiences of my existence, when the Nobles decided I’d make a pretty good bloodhound. Heedless to my pleas, they dragged me to a carpenters on the other side of the city, and had me track the scent through the crowds out to a plantation. It was one of the more terrifying things I’ve ever done. It’s one thing to run around at night, another entirely to be in the view of every citizen, in broad daylight, burning metals. It was incredible really, the city is louder than I ever thought, and I noticed even Fallow hasn’t escaped the earthy smell the skaa have. However, I am not a dog. I am mortified I allowed them to do that…
We went back to Bella who managed to get Thresh out of the crowds and back to the Tenement. I think that at least makes up for losing him… she looked a bit put out when she came back though. All that fresh country air probably doesn’t agree with her. We then set about chatting with Thresh, and he was a broken man. It was like…like that woman I burned zinc against while on the boat. A blubbering mess of a man, who told us anything and everything he thought we might want to hear. I really felt for him… I kind of owe him after all for the whole window business. The interrogation didn’t lead to much, but he did mention the money in the allotment which I had kept to myself.
Nebellea then had me escort her and Thresh back to her home, although she didn’t much appreciate me reminding her about the last time we’d been wandering around the streets late at night. Her house is…magnificent. I’ve not seen anything so casually grand and clean. Fallow really does seem to be the dregs of the noble society; even the cell I dropped Thresh in is probably better kept than my own room at Haru’s. She then set about giving me my tasks for the morning: I was to make sure myself and Penndlehave would be at the interrogation of Bilg, and she seemed delighted to provide me with noble histories, and information on noble structure, plus some guard uniforms. It was quite hefty, but frankly it was worth it for the books. It’s the first step I’ve made towards actually learning about the society I’m about to invade.
Awkwardly I then had to run through the streets with it all, in the mists. I am an illegal boy, with private acquistions of a noble house in the mists I’ve been trained to be scared of my entire life. It’s funny how things change. Pallino wasn’t too pleased when I knocked on his door, I’m surprised Penndlehave doesn’t bring him into the fold really, it would make life easier if he knew who and what I was, and he wouldn’t ask so many questions. Penn even found it in him to tell me off: that I’m not acting like a “Normal Skaa”
Eventually we caught up with Bilg, and met the lovely minder Bella has picked up. It seems I have more freedom than she does. We didn’t seem to get much out of the interview. The obligator made some notes, but Penn refused to read them to me. Sometimes he’s a bit too stiffly proper for my taste. I need to drag him into something fun and see what happens.
Bella eventually pinned me down about upcoming days. She wants to set sail to outmanoeuvre the pirates, and wants to be in the Guise of Grey for that. She insisted on enforcing her will with insults, so I casually reminded her I have neither lost a prisoner or fallen into mud in the middle of a skaa thoroughfare.
I made some arrangements before we left: a fresh suit for Lord Grey and the ball, since surprising Bella with such a thing is likely to keep her on her toes. Plus, one does like to make an impression…