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Galatea
Galatea


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Well, I'm Ceres!
posted November 02, 2018 11:37 AM

The Desolation (IC)

Felicia knelt down. Her thin roseate lips curved into a smile as she extend her soft fingers to a blossoming flower. She closed her eyes as the wind blew her long straight white-gold hair. Felicia breathed in. The scent of fresh air tingled her nose as it went through. She then opened her eyes and the morning sun welcomed her. Felicia felt relaxed, hopeful. Once again, she smiled. She bowed and said a little prayer of thanks to her deity. “Come here, Brand!” she called, still admiring the morning sun, “Look at the view!”

Minutes had passed and there was no answer. She turned her head left and right but Brand was nowhere to be found. “Brand?” she called again. Realizing that there were no signs of her companion’s presence, Felicia stood up and began searching for him. Instinctively, the priestess turned to her left and headed towards the northwest of the fields. She would’ve continued walking northward but a clean and calm river caught her attention. “Pretty!” Felicia spoke, clasping her hands in joy, admiring the beauty of nature once again. She rushed towards the river to drink some water when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye.

Behind the bushes near the small trees, a man was standing by the river. Felicia moved closer to see who it was. “There you are!” she exclaimed, excitedly moving towards the man. However, she immediately stopped when she heard an unusual sound of dripping water. She looked again and to her surprise she found herself in front of a man with his butt bared to the world.

“Yo!” Brand greeted as he turned his head towards Felicia, a small thin branch sticking out of his mouth. “What are you doing! You-!” Felicia cried in panic, trying to move away from the peeing man. “I’m unloading can’t you see?” Brand spoke carelessly, chewing the branch. “Find your manners will you?” “What’s your issue princess? We’ve seen each other naked when we were kids, eh?” Felicia’s face reddened because of shame and disgust. Her blood boiled as she clenched her fists. “You miserable- uhhhh!” the priestess grunted turning away from Brand. She breathed deep and slow, trying pacify to herself. As a priestess, Felicia thought, she must practice self-control at all times. “It’s different now,” Felicia finished in a calm tone. A thought filled her mind and she began to look sad. “Then let’s get going,” the fighter said, ignorant of the priestess’ concern. He pulled up his pants and collected his belongings.


“This way,” he called the princess as he cocked his head to his left. Felicia followed silently. Gloom painted her face as they walked along the river. Brand had not noticed that Felicia was troubled. They already reached the rocky ford when he realized that something was bothering her. He heaved a sigh and broke the silence, “Hey, what seems to be the problem now?” he asked chewing the branch for the last time then disposed it. Felicia stopped, she looked at Brand, her big green eyes showed distress, “It’s just...I’m afraid.” Brand’s body stiffened for he felt the same too.  But his desire to fulfill this quest was so great that he would not allow a hint of discouragement affect it. He walked in front of the priestess and placed his hands on her shoulders. Then he looked her in the eyes and said, “Don’t worry, we can do this.” He smiled and gave her a strong assuring nod. Felicia smiled back, gaining hope from her friend. “Look,” Brand followed as he pointed his finger on the other side of the river, “see that hunter’s shack?”. The priestess looked and nodded, “We are near the town. Cesterfield is just a mile away from it.” “That’s great!” Felicia spoke, now in a cheerful manner. Brand felt the mood change and desired for it to last. “So, we gonna cross this ford now. Can you do it yourself or you want me to carry you?” the fighter asked. “I can do it. I’m no child,” Felicia answered. The priestess slowly stepped on the rocks, trying to find her balance when Brand suddenly rushed to her. Felicia froze. It happened so fast that she was unable to do anything. She heard a light thud, then suddenly she realized she was facing upside down. Brand had carried her on his shoulder.  “What are you doing!” she finally spoke. “We are on a hurry, priestess!” Brand replied snickering. “Put me down!” Felicia protested. “Nope, this is much convenient!” the fighter replied jokingly as he tickled the priestess on her stomach. Felicia laughed. She remembered that she was never been tickled for years. She liked it and she felt good.  Although she was still scolding Brand, she was giggling along the way while Brand continued to tickle her and laugh with her as they cross the river.

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What if Elvin was female?
posted November 02, 2018 01:20 PM

”Eloping, are you?” A voice dark like tinted glass questioned them from the other edge where a robed figure of slender build emerged from the tree line. A quarterstaff thumped the ground with each step. Something about the way the stranger walked seemed suspicious. It was natural but somehow, different. Long strands of hair could be seen from under the hood.
“They don’t take well to strangers here. Especially to a suspicious few like you.” The character stopped before reaching the shore. “No one that cheery up here. You’re from the south then? Might do well to turn back now while you still can.” An expecting pause later.
“They like to burn odd women here you see. For witchcraft, they say.” Having finished in a venomous tone the figure turned to head back to the woods.
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Kipshasz
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Elvin's Darkside
posted November 02, 2018 02:45 PM

Meanwhile, at the town of Cesterfield...

Coren was performing in the town's market square, his hat by his feet, as a vessel for any coins that the citizens might give him for the performance, playing a little jig as part of his concert. Pieces like these served as intermissions in his rendition of the Epic of King Throjic, a song-tale detailing the monarch's battle with the great beast Escagoth.
Though Coren did not liked this sugarcoated epic written solely for propaganda purposes and to appease the king's massive ego, it did put money in his pockets, what little could be spared anyway, and was a great mean to stay out of trouble with the king's troops who for the most time, were looking for a pretext to hassle drifters such as Coren. Eleven out of ten times, playing them the Epic, would work, and Coren would be free from any harassment from the authorities. Which in turn, made his job for the Darkcloaks that much easier.
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Galatea
Galatea


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posted November 02, 2018 06:54 PM
Edited by Galatea at 19:00, 02 Nov 2018.

@Slender Hoody Man

Brand, staggered by the hooded figure before reaching the other end of the river, dropped Felicia in the water. Felicia yelped as she fell nearly hitting her head on one of the rocks. Apparently, her hands and legs weren’t lucky enough.They were grazed by the sharp dry rocks as she tumbled along. Brand on the other hand, seemed to not care. He was too focused on the stranger. The fighter jumped on the other end fast. With his fists clenched, his southpaw stance up, and determined eyes, he called for the hooded figure to come out.

@Coren

The crowd loudly cheered and applauded as Coren finished his old but classy ballad. To the oppressed, it can easily be seen that they were just tagging along with anything that would please the tyranny. But for the Bosmorthian guards in town, the song was an inspiring heroic tale that boost their morale from time to time. This made them put a little more than normal amount of coins in the bard's hat.

When the crowd began to disperse, Coren noticed a hooded figure leaning on a wooden wall just across the street where he stood. The hooded figure was holding his hand to his chest. His fingers formed into a sign that only members of the Darkcloaks would understand. Coren recognized the sign that meant ‘follow’. And with a glint of an eye, the hooded figure vanished.

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And she told you, laughing down to her core, so she would not cry, as she lay on your lap,
"Nobody here can live forever, quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer."

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Elvin's Darkside
posted November 02, 2018 07:22 PM

With his earnings secured, Coren followed the other Darkcloak to their meeting place. It seems that after a few months of silence, save for the occasional report that Coren passed from time to time, a serious assignment awaited him.
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Galatea
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posted November 03, 2018 03:16 AM
Edited by Galatea at 03:49, 03 Nov 2018.

@Coren

The hooded figure led the bard into an abandoned narrow alley. Insects buzzed and dusts lingered while the two Darkcloaks walked on the dry path. Coren saw the hooded figure turned left but when he reached the corner, his companion was nowhere to be seen. Coren found himself in a dead end, inside an open space enclosed by dilapidated wooden and stone pile. Lump of soils were attached to the pile signaling that no activity had took place for a very long time. With his Darkcloak trained eyes, Coren spotted a basement door hidden under a lump of soil. An small keyhole was positioned in the middle of the door.

((Non-Combat Physical Obstacle Check: Roll Dexterity))

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"Nobody here can live forever, quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer."

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Elvin's Darkside
posted November 03, 2018 05:09 PM

((base DX 2, clan bonus + 1, d20 roll 14, total 17))


Coren sighed. Sometimes he wished that the business was conducted in a more hassle-free environment, like the backroom of a bustling lively tavern, but alas it was not meant to be. Such was the nature of the Darkcloaks. He then began fiddling with the door hoping that this one would open with the least amount of effort.
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What if Elvin was female?
posted November 03, 2018 05:57 PM

"There he goes again.. Jin?" Said the tavern keeper.

A young guy with brown hair and a ponytail that had just walked in, nodded. He too could tell that the big guy over there was going to start a fight. Walking up to the man, he lifted his hand to fix his hair and caught him in the face with the elbow."Oh no, I'm so sorry!" Then in a rapid succession he grabbed his testicles, lifted the elbow straight up to the descending face and tripped him. "Sir are you ok?! Let me help you up!" He lowered himself and caught the man's hand in a fingerlock, whispering softly that it's time to get out of there, quietly. Sending a sharp jolt of pain through his hand and relieving it instantly, he asked if the man understood. The man turned out reasonable after all. He helped him up, not letting go of the hand and walked him outside. On exiting the tavern, he tripped him once more for good measure and wished him a good day.

The big guy grumbled something that sounded like Geilord. Jin wondered how he even knew him and walked back inside for a drink.

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What if Elvin was female?
posted November 03, 2018 09:12 PM

"In a rush to get rid of her then? Good choice. Probably better off without her."
"Har har harharhar" an accompanying laughter came from a tree nearby. A laughing magpie flew down and settled on the tip of the quarterstaff the person was holding.
"Oh you agree, do you? Hihihihi.", the character giggled along with the bird. "But who knows, perhaps," pointing at the fallen woman without turning around "dumping her down on those hard rocks in the middle of the stream was not the brightest idea."
A pause to let the words settle in for moment.
"The water flows down from the town upstream. Not exactly what I'd call premium for the skin, not to mention for cuts." The figure continued towards the treeline. "Then again for a priestess. It might be exactly what she deserves." The character stopped to lean against a large root. "Go on, fish her out. I won't be going anywhere in a hurry. Afterall, "  Letting out a chilly laughter the person adds "AH HAHAHAHAHA! I am blind after all, you see."
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Galatea
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posted November 04, 2018 12:31 PM

@Coren

A soft tick was released from the keyhole and the door slightly opened. Small amount of dust from it mingled into the air. Coren pulled the door open and a dim stairway welcomed him. The Darkcloak could only see a few steps and beyond it seemed an endless darkness.

@Jin

Jin was enjoying a mug of ale and tales from the bartender when three huge men entered the tavern. The one in front scanned the area, his biceps showing big and firm with his arms crossed. The other two had almost the same build as the first. When he spotted the monk, he looked outside and communicated with someone which seemed to be a fourth fellow. He nodded then walked directly into Jin’s direction. The man grabbed Jin by his ponytail and dragged him towards the exit. Jin, unprepared by the assault was shocked and wasn’t able to defend himself. When they reached outside, the huge man threw Jin to the ground while the other two circled him. The monk tumbled and found himself facing the dusty dry soil.


“So, so, so,” a deep voice spoke, “this is the one they call ‘Geilord’. Let us see if the rumors is true.”

Another voice spoke, his tone not as deep as the first, “You messed with one of our brothers. We can’t let this pass.”

The three huge men chortle as they closed in to the monk.

((Turn 1: Initiative Roll Won by Jin))

@ADELFLÆD

“She can manage,” Brand replied ignorantly, unmoving from his defensive stance while keeping an eye on the suspicious stranger. “Now tell me who are you and what do you want from us?” the fighter asked again, this time in a more serious tone.

As Brand kept the stranger in check, Felicia emerged from the river. Slow and dripping wet, the priestess crawled her way out of the water. When she reached the ground she moved close to Brand. With painful and bleeding wounds, she looked at the wanderer with piercing eyes.

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And she told you, laughing down to her core, so she would not cry, as she lay on your lap,
"Nobody here can live forever, quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer."

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Elvin's Darkside
posted November 04, 2018 05:01 PM

Cursing in his mind, Coren proceeded trough the tunnel, whilst touching the wall on his right, and taking careful steps forwards, as to avoid any traps that may lay waiting for an unsuspecting trespasser.
It took a while for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, so now, Coren took a more confident step towards the meeting place.
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What if Elvin was female?
posted November 04, 2018 05:55 PM
Edited by Elvin at 08:55, 05 Nov 2018.

Outnumbered and unprepared, Jin smiled and discreetly picked a handful of dirt. It was going to take a few seconds to harden his hand with the power of the earth.

"That's an awful lot of brothers, your mother must have been getting around."

By the time they reacted, Jin had taken a half-step, kicking the closest man to put some distance between them and thrown dirt in a wide arc to hopefully distract the other two. It was a long shot but buying any amount of time would be welcome.
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Galatea
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posted November 05, 2018 01:33 PM

@Coren

Coren reached the end of the stairs. A small iron door stood in front of him. A carving of a skull with dagger in its head adorned the gray and cold aperture. The Darkcloak was indeed inside the Drifting Asylum.


Coren knew the drill, he held the knocker and hit the metal door twice. The left eye of the skull opened into a peep hole. A dim light was casted out from the hole.


“Password?” a shady voice asked the Darkcloak from behind the hole.

@Jin

Jin’s defensive kick caught the biggety guy and sent him tumbling away from the monk while the other grunted as dusts filled his eyes. However, the
smartest of them all read the monk’s move and covered his eyes. He then positioned himself at Jin’s back and unleashed a strong kick at Jin’s torso.

((Jin’s Turn))

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"Nobody here can live forever, quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer."

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Elvin's Darkside
posted November 05, 2018 10:09 PM

((Just gonna go with it, no point in holding the story with a trivial crap like this))

- We're seeing with a blind eye. - Coren said the password, or passphrase, as was the case. The Darkcloaks loved to use various idioms as a means to identify one another. He now waited for the doors to unlock, so he can get to business proper.
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What if Elvin was female?
posted November 06, 2018 11:34 AM
Edited by Elvin at 12:22, 06 Nov 2018.

An explosion of pain from the back. A staggering step and instinctive roll. Next thing Jin knows, he is kneeling a little farther away with a nice shapely stone next to him.

"Who wants to play catch?"

And there it goes, flying towards that empty-looking head. [roll 7] Jin clenches his earth-hardened fist and rushes towards the closest opponent. This is going to hurt like a rock.
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What if Elvin was female?
posted November 07, 2018 01:30 PM
Edited by JoonasTo at 16:34, 07 Nov 2018.

“You react to me by throwing your lady into the rapids, charging  and barking at me...and you expect ME to give you MY name?” The voice rised in irritation. “You are like a dog ran away from its owner, forgotten all its manners. If you try to pet a dog like that it will bite your hand. I do not fancy getting bit.”
Taking a pause to breathe the person carries on in a lower voice. “If you cannot control your hound you should put a muzzle on it. Now.” The character turns around and heads back to the forest. “Grandmother’s hut is close by, there are herbs and salves, not to mention a place to dry your clothes. If you tighten his leash and reign him in, I will consider letting your lover come too.” With a methodic thud from the staff with each step the forest starts to slowly cover the stranger heading in.
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posted November 08, 2018 09:42 AM
Edited by Galatea at 09:53, 08 Nov 2018.

@Coren

After Coren spoke, the peep hole slowly closed followed by sounds of ticking and clanking. The iron door creaked as it opened. A room filled with dim lit candles was uncovered before the Darkcloak. Another hooded figure showed himself to Coren. He motioned to the bard to enter and guided him to the next room.

The other room was much dimmer and cramped than the first. The air was stale and damp. Fewer candles were lit on top of the old dusty cupboards that were attached on the stone wall. Three cloaked ciphers sat before a small round table. Coren could not see their faces as the candles cast shadows from behind.

“This is him?” the one on Coren’s right questioned. From the voice, the bard could tell that it was female.

“Yes,” answered the Darkcloak with a deep voice on the left.

A small light was shed on her face as she turned and looked at the bard. Coren could barely see but he could tell from her fierce red eyes that the she was scrutinizing him. Then after a moment she spoke, “We cannot entrust a mission like this to an amateur!”

“We have no choice! We must act fast!” argued the other.


“Rethink, brother! This is st-” the female halted when she saw the Darkcloak in the middle pierced a knife on the table.

“This mission,” he spoke, his voice much deeper and older than the one from the left, “is of utmost importance, young Darkcloak.” He paused for a while then asked, “Are you ready to sacrifice your life for the brotherhood and all of Voldandriel?”

@Jin

The rock did not hit its target and the assailant didn’t even dodged. The huge man grinned, circling the monk from a distance trying to find an open spot to launch an assault at him.


“Hah! I’m beginning to think the rumors are fake news!”, he bantered as he saw Jin missed an attack again on his fellow.


Then he raised his hand for another attack when a knife flies out seemingly out of nowhere and pins his palm to a nearby tree ((nat 20 attack roll )). A man in a dark hood walks out of a shadowy alley, juggling another knife in his right hand.

"A'ight, fellas, that's enough. I think the kid got the message by now. Now why don't you scram before this gets REAL ugly, eh?"

The huge man screamed like a girl. He twisted his arm and body for he cannot contain the pain that ails him. The other two, upon witnessing their leader’s squirming face, immediately fled.

“You- you‘ll pay for this!” he cried as he pulled the knife off his hand. Blood dripped off from his wound, his face can’t be painted as he saw it. Still screaming, the assailant followed his companions leaving the monk behind.

@ADELFLÆD

Brand spat on the ground then spoke, “Well, you scared us, hiding from behind a tree like a stalker?”

Felicia pulled Brand’s arm lightly. Brand noticed and turned to his friend. He looked at her confused. The priestess on the other hand met him in the eye and motioned him to stay calm. She turned to the stranger then walked closer to her. She stared at her for a while, thinking if they would accept her offer. As a herbal healer, she knew she can manage her wounds but as to her clothes, the priestess regarded it was reasonable.

“Thank you,” Felicia said as she bowed slightly to the stranger. She stepped forward to follow the blind girl but Brand pulled him back.

“We can’t trust her!” Brand whispered, “Look at her! Gives me chills, not the girl I’d go for.”

Felicia cast a hard look on Brand and he understood. Together they went after the blind girl.

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And she told you, laughing down to her core, so she would not cry, as she lay on your lap,
"Nobody here can live forever, quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer."

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Elvin's Darkside
posted November 08, 2018 10:20 AM

- Always. - Coren said with a small smile. - Given the tone of this my lords, I assume this is more than a decadent mid tier aristocrats this time, is it? - Prior to this, one of his previous tasks was to infiltrate the home of a noblewoman who experimented in rejuvenating treatments, that involved the blood of untainted, pure maidens. He, and two other Darkcloaks were sent to deal with this problem, and make it look like a series of unfortunate events had befallen this noblewoman and her accomplices. As it was his job to gather intelligence on the matter, he had managed to drug and kidnap the noblewoman's guard and interrogate him. Coren had admired the guy in a way, as he was one of the toughest men he met. For two days and two nights Coren and his Darkcloak beat the absolute crap out of him, in the now abandoned and surprisingly unlooted workshop of a carpenter inside a derelict district where the craftsman guilds had set up shop. He didn't break, until Coren decided to put the victims head in a vise and tighten the tool, until the bodyguards eye popped out of the socket.
From then, getting the operation to take out the noblewoman was only a matter of time, in which the team completed quickly and without making a fuss.
- Just tell me what I need to do my lords - Coren said whilst looking at the clan elders.
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What if Elvin was female?
posted November 08, 2018 01:56 PM

“This way. Mind your step, there are often snakes on the river side. They like to prey on the frogs.”
With an accustomed gait the girl lead them through the forest full of birdsong. The underbrush was quite thick but the route she took was free of roots and thickets. The smell of fresh leaves wafted in the air, carried by the morning dew. Deeper in the warmth of the sun abated and made way for cooler, calmer air. The magpie took to flight from the top of the staff and soon after the smell of flowering chamomile stood out over all else.
“We are almost there.”
The sun started to warm the skin once more as the leaf coverage sparsened and in no time the forest made way for a small meadow filled with flowers. Chamomile, nightshade, mandrake, rosemary, thyme... and so many more all in chaotic harmony creating a charming symphony of fragrance that instantly filled the nostrils of all who entered. The girl made her way through the meadow carefully avoiding stepping on any of the smaller delicate plants in a way that seemed to know it by heart. She skipped gracefully over the small stream that ran through the field and re-entered the forest on the other side. The undergrowth on this side was clear and easy to move through. After a short while they arrived at a small hut. It was not very high, barely the height of a man and as the girl went around it her fingers tracing the wall danced in an eloquent pattern. Arriving at the door on the other side she stopped.
“I do not want him inside. He should stay here.” She then pressed her palm on the door and slowly pushed it open. She was greeted with warm air that had the smell of dried herbs in it. She set her quarterstaff next to the door and entered. The ceiling was low and she bowed to avoid the herb bouquets hanging from it. There was a simple bed on the opposite wall and a small table on the right. The fireplace with a black cauldron and a kettle on the left. The corner on the right held two felts. She moved around the stacked firewood next to the door and and sat down in the corner to take off her soft leather moccasins.
“Get out of those wet clothes, I will make a fire.” She stood up and took the flint from a small shelf along with a small bag of kindling. Her delicate hands skillfully prepared the kindling and she unsheathed the knife from her waist. She pulled swiftly against the knife and a shower of sparkles ignited the tinder. Carefully she nursed the fragile flame until it was strong enough to burn on by itself. She then got up and headed over to the shelf over the table. Counting with her hands she picked the third jar along with a dress from the corner shelf.
“Here.” She set them down on the table. “This will help for the cuts. Not sure if the dress will fit though, it belonged to grandmother.” She sat down on the rug next to the fire.
“Now tell me, who is this stray cat I have dragged home? A priestess should not be here yet.”
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Elvin
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What if Elvin was female?
posted November 09, 2018 08:13 AM

Jin takes a measured look at the man that no doubt wants something. He would rather not owe any favors to shady men.

"Thank you for the assistance friend. I'm heading back to finish my drink, can I buy you one?"

It can't be work-related or he'd have let him prove his worth. Benign intentions seem unlikely, a crowded place would work best.
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