Luxor || A warm place on Akabat

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"You're right. I'm not, though I think we will be seeing each other around once in a while." He smirks cheekily as he downs a swallow of the brandy and sighs a bit in a relaxed state. "You can call me, Sunny. I'm here for business work with the Order..." He swished around the drink in the glass and took another sip. "... which does involve drinks..." He raises an eyebrow and smirks again before downing the rest and putting the glass back down again on the table and brushing his lips with the back of his hand. "I'm president of the Archangels. You might or might not have heard about our crew." He pushes the glass a bit further to her. "If I could get another round, Kyra, that would be lovely." He reaches into his pocket and slides on the table several credits, the value of which is higher than the cost of the drinks.

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