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"You been waitin' on that, sista?" Amoya asked with a quirked eyebrow, and when her sister gave her a nod she also nodded her own head as Amelia started to work on her hair.

"The elf girl? the one that lives real close ta here? One of the Marshals comrades?" another nod form her sister got her to chuckle. "Maybe its better this way... Marshal was having a rough day with his team mates last night at that party."

There was a moment of silence between them when Amelia asked if she was going to be doing any investigating and shrugged. "No, probably not... probably just going to go where I'm told... as usual.. and deal with Poe some more probably." she said groaning slightly at the idea.

Another day had gone by, at least now things have seemed to calm down, and Amoya was back home, and her twin was back home. Amoya had gotten home a little late, stopping at the bar to make sure her boss wasn't killing himself and actually having a good time. She was glad to see that Amelia was there waiting for her.

It was a breath of fresh air, and waking up in the morning without listening to someone whine about how dirty the ground was, made it even better. Amelia had gotten up soon after Amoya did and after breakfast, her more wild sister helped her don her armor.

"Oh, yeah.. Sister, I forgot to give this to you." Amoya said in Zuck as she reached into her pocket and pulled out the letter from the princess, that Isaac had given her.

Amoya took the piece of paper that the Marshal had given her and looked it over, "Yes Sir." she said, almost sounding as if she dreaded going to the part of the city where her sister had chosen to live at.

Though her thoughts were interrupted when the Marshal clasped her shoulder and chief handed her and gave her one of the strangest orders she had ever been given in her life. Quirking a dark eyebrow at him, "Um... I don't plan on changing sir?" she replied almost nervously, wondering what had happened to make Isaac so exasperated with life at the moment.

She assumed she had given him the right answer when he patted her shoulder and mutter a soft 'good' and looked towards Jaro.

Surely the Marshal's new companions can't be worse than Poe... can they?

Amoya had mostly been waiting for the Marshal to emerge from his meeting with the princess, he seemed incredibly flustered when she had called him out in the middle of the luncheon. She wanted to double check to make sure he was alright when Jaro the Harbormaster had walked out and approached her. At least he had some tact about approaching her.

While he was a little rough around the edges, she didn't say much to him, mostly nodding her head, and smiling at him every now and then. When out of the corner of her hazel eyes, she caught sight of the Marshal and walked away from Jaro, heading towards the troubled looking Marshal.

"Sir, are you alright?" She asked once she was close enough to address him, not really caring too much if Jaro had followed her or not, using a very formal military tone with him.

When Isaac nodded his head towards her, her shoulders seemed to relax slightly.

Amoya walked up to major hlokenar table with purpose and her features stoic. She isn't mind the looks she was being given after being use to it for so long, though the fact that she was being escorted probably brought more attention to herself.

She placed a hand on Isaac's shoulder and leaned in to whisper, though all tht were at his table could hear her. "Sir, we have a situation that requires your attention." she said rather flatly, though Isaac seemed to know that tone by the uncomfortable look he got on his face.

She stood up straight after giving Isaac the information and gave the young Poe a look that wet straight through him, narrowing her eyes at him as if to say 'you best be behaving boy.' and headed out with the guards who escorted her in.