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Aeryn is sitting in a booth. She is wearing the same old leather gear, but it looks comfortably rumpled. For once, she isn't doing anything. She isn't drinking or messing around with strange mechanical objects. She's just leaning back, a contented smile on her face. If someone were to get close enough, they might hear her humming a tune, but no, that's crazy talk.She couldn't be that happy. But sure enough, there is a smile on her face.
Has someone slipped her a good mood pill?
The chances of her killing you today are a million to one, come and chat.
Has someone slipped her a good mood pill?
The chances of her killing you today are a million to one, come and chat.
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[OOC: Gotta slowimte in five minutes]
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[ooc: no worries.]
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