2) Life in this new city was tricky, but not impossible. The problem was the quiet. Even with the monsters outside and the tales the adventurers told of a possible imperial incursion, something seemed off. People seemed too happy with their lives and Kidd couldn't help but be suspicious. The young pirate had managed to shake the moogle with relative ease and was now people watching in a back alley bar. These thief clothes felt odd, but they did their job, and it was nice to still have a pair of knives at the ready.

The Assassin sat at the back of the bar, taking occasional pulls from a bottle of wine while making all effort to avoid the eyes of the other patrons. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary for Kidd. Sit back, drink quietly, listen to the stories around you. Become a part of the scenery.

9) Surprise was the key to a successful assault. Kidd could win in a fight one on one, but Assassin training encouraged attacking from a secluded location. The young pirate clad in thief garb perched quietly in a tree as the coeurl moved beneath. All that was needed was the right moment to strike.

The feline monster sniffed the air, detecting a scent, but Kidd didn't move. Patience. Quiet. Only let it hear the sound of the wind in the leaves and the birds chirping. Vanish into the background.

Just another moment more...


((prose or brackets both fine, I'll follow your lead.))