Gillian/Ari | 4:00 PM - GOODWIN'S OUTFITTING | COMPLETE!
"You know how to find me," Ari replied easily. "If the work fits my schedule, I'll be happy to consider it." The Black Lions paid well, and a girl had to eat. Thieving was a reliable source of income if she wanted to devise jobs for her own amusement, but she preferred to let clients come to her (in her roundabout way), and who knew how many of those sorts of jobs worth taking she would see once the weather turned, not to mention how often she would be willing to climb up frozen drainpipes? Quick money was nothing to scoff at, provided the project itself wasn't too terribly dangerous. In any case, Gillian was good to her healers, so she doubted she would have to worry overmuch about her own safety.
But, to be safe in the event that she became involved in a fight sooner rather than later, the breastplate.
And so as Gillian waved her farewell, Ari returned the gesture before turning back to the man behind the counter with her most brilliant smile. "I don't suppose you might be able to make this wearable again?" she asked. Perhaps, she thought optimistically, she might even be able to charm her way into a discount.