Old Acquaintances and lost friends

[Bazza]

Evangeline, with what seems like a tissue in one hand, walks to the window and glares out through the decorative iron grate, eyeing off the various roof lines surrounding the hotel.

So they really want to pick a fight with me...

Evangeline trails off as she gazes out the window, seemingly contemplating something.

I want you to tell me what kind of ship these people have and anything that makes it outstanding.

Evangeline turns to face Sev bearing an expression alight with the same demonic smile as what had greeted her once before.

I'm going to make a phone call.

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