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I'm not spending any fucking money on a bracelet, so, just as a warning, don't tag me or you will regret it.  [ She may not look particularly intimidating but what she lacks in physical prowess, she more than makes up for by being filled with rage and an impressive amount of teenage passive aggressiveness.  She gives a rough shake of her head, annoyed, rolling her eyes. ]  This shit just seems like a good way to get punched.

[ Huff puff.  Debbie Downer here is not into this shit, ok.

She may or may not be bored at work, as well, so if you're in the neighborhood for some alcohol in a dimly lit dingy bar (that didn't bother with getting a sign, so markers away), please come annoy the new bartender.  She can be found leaning on the scuffed counter, scrolling through her phone with a perpetual sour expression on her face. Please don't ask for anything too complicated because she'll just make it up and you won't be happy. ]

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Good. [ No other answer would have satisfied her, honestly. ]

[skyward_eyes]

Dude, after how Di Vinci was afraid to even hold hands? Yeah, I'll hit whoever.

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[ Pro-marker tag or not, he's not too bad so far.
—Hold up. ]

Like Leonardo da Vinci? [ She sounds a touch skeptical but there's giddy excitement layered beneath. ] Like The Last Supper da Vinci? Mona Lisa? Virgin of the fucking Rocks? [ All right, that name had a little embellishment but she is a little bit or an art nerd. She may or may not have owned one of those hipster artsy coffee table books all about the great renaissance man. ]

[skyward_eyes]

He mentioned something about painting and people said he was good. He made me a boar spear. Nice guy. I think he was sleeping with Warden Alistair.”

Which would probably mean nothing to her.

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That's probably the single coolest thing I've heard in awhile. [ It beats out robots and weird magic tattoos and other worlds. She also clearly has no clue who Alistair is (but go Leo, get it). ] I'm guessing you don't have it anymore?

[ Haven't people complained about weapon loss or something? Fuck, lame. ]

[skyward_eyes]

No. The powers that be here clearly stripped it from me.

[Nida is less than pleased. Now he's back to just sticks.]

I was going to have him do a naginata next. Guess I will have to buy one.

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Ah, shit. [ It figures. ] Sorry.

Hope you find one. [ As safe as this place likes to seem, better safe than sorry. ]

[skyward_eyes]

I have a blacksmith friend. I'll be fine.

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That's lucky. [ For him. She'd be much better off with a black market gun dealer. Leonard tossed her gun, the blind dickhole. ]

[skyward_eyes]

Well, he's also my brother, so it's less luck and more a skill he picked up the last place we were.

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I don't know, it's pretty lucky your brother is here with you at all. [ She's sure learning to work a forge takes a good amount of skill and patience but the simple fact they've wound up in the same place seems like luck. Luck she doesn't have. ]

[skyward_eyes]

I got pretty lucky coming here.

[So many of the people close to him right at hand.]

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I wonder why. [ She's not really asking. He probably doesn't know any more than she does. ]

[skyward_eyes]

Luck? That’s the best I have.

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...As good an explanation as any, I guess. [ maybe she crossed one too many a black cat in her life ]

[skyward_eyes]

[And maybe the universe owes him.]

And all I have. But it was nice talking to you. I've got to find out where to sign up for this marker stuff.

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Yeah, you too. Good luck with that shit. [ She still doesn't get how he likes the idea of that but more power to him. ]