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milliways_bar2011-06-09 07:54 pm
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Corazon swaggers in singing a wordless song with a reggaeton beat. She stops, surprised. "Hey! It's that bar! Hola, bar!" At least she seems happy to be here.
Since her last visit, she's acquired a really badass pair of sunglasses and a small fortune in caps (the latter courtesy of a little bounty hunting). She goes up to the Bar, puts her backpack on the floor, and gets up on a stool. "I want a steak," she says. "Not gecko steak. Real steak, from a cow. And some really good whiskey."
The Bar obliges, and Corazon digs in with an enthusiastic lack of table manners.
Since her last visit, she's acquired a really badass pair of sunglasses and a small fortune in caps (the latter courtesy of a little bounty hunting). She goes up to the Bar, puts her backpack on the floor, and gets up on a stool. "I want a steak," she says. "Not gecko steak. Real steak, from a cow. And some really good whiskey."
The Bar obliges, and Corazon digs in with an enthusiastic lack of table manners.