Backwater Blues

[Hemlocke]

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She had relaxed somewhat with the demeanor displayed by the man, entirely unintentionally, he hadn't immediately scoped out her weak points, he seemed to not care at all. She finally stopped glancing at him every few seconds, returning to her relaxed posture as she watched the rest of the bar, scanning for anyone that might be looking their direction.

Onyx took another sip from her whiskey glass, remaining silent for a moment, before decided to speak again, despite her usually anti-social and silent disposition to public places, the stranger was a walking enigma that planted so many questions in her mind that she couldn't ignore. "You don't much behave like on either... you're different, yet the same. You don't scream "Liberty" to me. She realized the irony in what she had said immediately, saying something that was considered to commonly be a Xeno phraseology, she looked down to register that for a moment, before looking back up to continue her dead stare over the bar "Suppose I don't either."

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