Backwater Blues

[Hemlocke]

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She didn't smirk, but her tone changed a tad indicating the return was received. She turned her gaze to look at him, the right side of her face still covered by her barely kept and wild hair, in comparison to the stranger, she was a back alley hoodrat, despite the tech she had on her at the moment. Less than presentable yet the stranger conversed with her anyway, perhaps it was because of his allegiance that his mind was open enough to do so, he saw a hint of deep red hue behind the hair as she finally looked him dead on, probably her right "eye"

"I left a long time ago now, It's a little surprising to hear it hasn't changed at all. Though I guess it shouldn't be. When I left for the Omicrons, I got a better view of the clockwork than I did from inside the machine."

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