Everything had been settled. Taken care of and presented in a neat little package. All she had to do was press the button.

At least, she hoped.

Swirling prismatic elements presented themselves before her within the square, acknowledging her presence. All she had to do was suck a breath, and step directly through the oval-shaped tear in the fabric of reality, and be done with it.

Spiraling to life on the other end, the twists and turns resembled a brief taste of chaos as the power sparked to life like a conduit. A brief, yet steady pick-up in wind cycled about the statue, sending small splays of water splashing over the various cobblestone as it fell into full swing, allowing the delicate elf of mirrored proportions to step out.

Or, was supposed to be the plan.

Briskly falling through the portal as though she had tripped on a wire not taped down on stage was that of Ayai Dawnchaser, clutching in one hand a larger than average suitcase that was of grand proportions; barely sealed shut by several clasps not originally of the design. She was on her hands and knees, scuffed briefly by the encounter with the ground, and incapable of spotting anything two inches in front of her as locks of jet black hair had tangled themselves within the large set of goggles she wore.

"Oh, for the love of Koi-Koi! Anu'dorinni'talah!" She spouted in a fit of anger, clutching the large package close as she floundered to a stance. "Gah!" And behold, the sight of Jalleia sitting just nearby on the fountain. The sight of the elf so suddenly had her fumbling backwards, and nearly into the portal that had just been erected for her travels.

She would be thankful to note it closed shut just as she was falling towards it.

Piqued interest at the hand offered, hands parting long enough from the tangled locks of jet black and accept the offering, and pull herself on up. It had been a rough ride, and the icing on the cake was not her favorite flavor.

"It fares, Koi-Koi," she announced, smug as it were. Her tone suggested she wasn't a fan of the location, nor the option of where she wound up. She had just been on the ground, after all.

Her hands brushed away cluttered dirt that grasped ahold of the delicate dress she wore, paying little heed to the fact that her roughness was presenting definitive wrinkles in the clothing. She paid little heed, nor care.

"Me friend an' I are intrigued by zee offer, Jal-Jal. The Koi-Koi say very much 'dis unique trade be of favor to the Ayai-Ayai," she continues, flavoring each spackle of words in an accent different from one another. Her flourish of the word 'Koi-Koi' in specific brings but a glowing chuckle from within her throat.

"Tell us more, now that we may relish your attention in person," she purred quietly, setting the suitcase bound closely in one hand to the cobblestone.

"Ri?" Ayai questioned, brushing a hand over her chest in reiteration. A tinge of pink crept along her cheekbones, always one for being thought over curiously. "Koi-Koi, be amused!"

Her bemused features became startled at the mention of the Ranger. It was rather clear, even before she put her thoughts to words, Ayai was nigh hating the lass. "Kim'jael! Jaela displeases Ayai-Ayai with her rants. Shunt. Shunt!" she spouted, digging a pointed toe of one thigh boot in between gaps of the stone. "Enough of that Koi-Koi.

"Share with me, Jally-Jal. You wish of the Koi-Koi to present itself, and I have. I wish to know of you, your male. Your male, oh yes," Came the seductive tone, stepping forward before Jal to run several fingers along a shoulder as she moved off, away from the fountain and point of entry.

And strangely, away from the conversation that she had shared interest in only seconds ago. "Oh, Bweeps-n-sheeps! This is shopping!?" Exploding her hands out before her, turning about in a haste before Jal. A wonder if her eyes were bulging out from beyond the illuminating set of ruby goggles she concealed malachite behind. A quiet whir sounded from a sprocket that off-set the frames on the right side, just as she considered a nearby stand of pastry goods. "Koi-Koi must see, you show!"

"Kim'jael! Kim'jael!" Ayai repeats, shaking her head from side to side in utter hatred for the continuance of the present conversation. Primed eyebrows knit close as she returns her attention Jal, lifting a finger as if to cut her off. Even if Jal was finished with her question. "Kim'jael."

The lifted finger joined the rest as she sailed a hand over the cart in contemplation of a tasty treat, plucking what appeared to be a crispy one shelled in oogles of chocolate. She smiled politely to the man, and strode along, entirely oblivious to the fact that one would have to pay to take such a thing and chow down upon it.

"Living quite well, Jal-Jal? Oh, Koi-Koi so certain to know, zat zew live like now, j'ah?" she comments, sneaking a glance over one shoulder as a second bite was taken. She was considerate enough to speak only between bites for the time being. "And so of curious minds wish to know, if not the Koi-Koi, you speak of males. Is your Korlian wishing to court my Koi-Koi so openingly, now? To think, curious of Ayai-Ayai."

Munch, munch. The remainder of the chocolate crisp was lobbed over a shoulder, running sticky fingers along the silken fabric that concealed a trimmed, curvy hip. She wasn't one to lick up every last morsel so soon in the afternoon, of course.

Her strides ceased mid-step as another cart was examined, this time of folded articles of clothing. Of the most notable, patches were seemingly in style from this fine lad of no older than fifteen. Considering his age, this would have to be his first real attempt at selling to the outside world his tailored acts. A still slightly dirtied hand clasped a shirt, drawing it up to the large goggles. "Koi-Koi ask, Koi-Koi know. What is this rubbish? You!" Pointing to the child. "Koi-Koi condemns acts! Zat zee way dat zew tenk, you sell? VELL!?"

Ramblings were ramblings, and as quickly as she had begun to scold the child for selling patched goods on the open market, before her very presence no less, the shirt was unfolded and cast upon the child's head. She scoffed, and turned to Jal with a second knitting of eyebrows. This time, a suggest glare was beneath the bright ruby. "Show me to your chambers. The Koi-Koi are most unpleased with this unsightly Fa'lah!"

The stare remained intact. Long, hard, and direct. Hardly a blink, although let it be known ruby glass refused to announce such a hardened state. Ayai's mouth flipped open, flicking her tongue back and forth to tap the insides of her cheeks as she considered Jal's words carefully. "Ahhlicks? Who the Koi-Koi Fa'lah is a Ahhlicks?? I was referring to your Kor-Kor."

The senile elf snarled at the little one before closing the distance between the two elves, causing her delicate, conservative dress to flutter briskly in the wake of her steps. Heavy sleeves draped over Jal's shoulders as Ayai rested her wrists onto blades. "The courting of my Koi-Koi with your Kor-Kor is more interesting than your Ahhlicks.

"Although," she quickly interjected, gaze diverting to one side in contemplation. "Maybe your Ahhlicks and Kor-Kor can interest us Koi-Koi."

Leering, Ayai closed the distance between them to get a decent look at Jal. Even the goggles were pulled up to reveal pure malachite that delivered a piercing glare, nearly too bright for natural eyes to gaze directly at. She squinted in near determination to this suggestion. The closeness between them allowed soft tinkles of chains upon slender, pointed ears to sound merrily. A quiet sucking of air pocketed safely in her cheeks, presenting a bloated expression as brows perked. Then expelled gently at Jal, wafting of resembling spearmint.

The goggles were snapped over her eyes in haste, reverting to her previous stance by the boy, glaring with renewed, seething hatred for the child's choice of garments. "I sleep with the Jal-Jal, or the Ayai-Ayai returned home with the Koi-Koi.

"You. Decide."

"Fa'lah!" Ayai spouted loudly, turning on a plated boot and began to move away. The suitcase that was nearly forgotten was pried from the cobblestone into hand. "Endala finel endal! Where does the Koi-Koi assume we shall find our stay, Jal-Jal? To request our presence, from our divine nature amongst the ruby knights, yet cease to bask within glorious eye-sight?"

The large suitcase was hugged much like it were a teddy bear within the hands of a small child. Her chin was propped within the crevasse of the handle that was limp from lacking use. "Does you aggrevate the Koi-Koi so? Does you not understand the Ayai-Ayai claims!?" She question with a shrill.

"IF, and IF, the Jal-Jal wishes to keep the Koi-Koi pleased, she will find for us adequate arrangements.

"Mm? Bandal!"

She was willingly drug along, merely presenting a pout and slight drag to her step to mask the fact that she was now getting exactly what it was she wanted. "Koi-Koi. We're pleased to know that you'd so easily deprive yourself of the attention of many to assist the Ayai-Ayai in her recent adventure. We do not generally leave the confines of our city.

"At least," with a wide smile. "Not most recent Jal-Jal. Since our times in the crevasses of the barren wastes and the forests in fierce battle, or the ingido land of sunder, the Koi-Koi find ourselves without much success." Which was spoken with a hint of truth. She huffed heavily as she slipped from the grasp of her elven friend, and pranced ahead some yards away.

"To compensate with Kor-Kor's clothing would be mundane. We Koi-Koi shall first consider this meeting with your Ahhlicks. Only then will we see what the tides consider." She pivoted, moving back towards Jal with a long, snake-like lean towards her friend to consume the gap between them. Her batting lashes forgotten behind ruby goggles. "Show us Koi-Koi!"