Komorebi

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"Retirement, huh?" Olivia laughed quietly. "I wonder whether I'll ever get the chance."

Her waiter came around the counter, a plate carrying a small ceramic cup and a large glass of cream coffee in one hand. Olivia remained politely silent as he approached their table and, with a bow, placed the two drinks in front of her. She nodded her gratitude and he turned away, returning to his duties.

Olivia glanced down at the coffee before her. She sighed, realizing that it likely contained far more milk than actual coffee. Why a simple black coffee was such a difficulty to come by in Kusarian cafés was beyond her. The small cup of sake, however, delighted her. The white ceramic's blue, ornate decoration only added to her appetite for the rice wine.

Her gaze shot back up to Haze. She drew one finger of her left hand casually around the lip of the sake ochoko as she considered her response.

"Mercenary. Yeah, that's what I am, I guess. Freelancer, gun for hire, sellsword - if you want to be a bit archaic about it." She chuckled softly. "Been one for over a decade. The only life I've really known since I was old enough to fly." She paused, absentmindedly looking over the other woman's shoulder for a moment. "Knowing my luck, the only life I'll ever know," she finished.

Olivia's eyes flicked down to her sake and back up to Haze. She raised her eyebrows inquisitively, asking whether she should wait for Haze's order to arrive.

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Olivia Sable