She shook her head, remaining defensive. She isn’t the type to trust easily. “I said I’ll be fine.” She said with a bit more force, a sense of finality with it. The miqo’te wouldn’t be discussing the subject further.

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⠀⠀ "Another thirsty warrior for power.. how profound, al though I must confess, it's been quite some time" ✱ Her story is a bore. She won't sit down currently for it.. she will, instead, offer him a walk. "Care for some air, sir... 𖤠" ✱ His name, asked indirectly through those eyes again. ⠀⠀

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» something." Gabrielle gave him a mischievous wink, a clear example of her attitude at work, both towards him and the rest of the customers. Her perfect mask. "As you're not from round here, it would be a good time to try something new, don't you think?" ㅤ

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» her red lips. She let her gaze wander over the other tables and the stage, which was now empty. The customers were chatting and enjoying the music. The coloured lights were switched off. "I perform almost every day, honey. I sing, I dance… The people in the front row always get a little »

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ㅤ She knew he’d enjoyed the drink from the few extra seconds it took him to reply. She knew he’d savoured the drink with relish, and she felt proud that she’d got her choice right—she didn’t always get it right, but with new customers it was rare for her to get it wrong. A proud smile played on »

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