Islands and Chains

[Silver]

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She nodded, and kept her smoke. As the man was exiting the restaurant, she ordered another whisky and looked at the sight, cigarette in her mouth, twirling lighter on her hand.

"The bub's gone?"

She spoke. The lighter vibrated slightly once, and her eyes trailed the park in front. Dai Yoshiara, Spartan, was there, sniper rifle in hand, hidden from sight. No comms, apart from a short burst emitter, untraceable and undetected. And his lip reading. Taking the cigarette out of her mouth, she rose an eyebrow and spoke.

"Say yer goodbyes, sing yer lullabies. We're going home."

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop