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[dontfeartheme]

I don't know if anyone's back yet.

Or at all.

But if anyone's gotten themselves injured on that ridiculous fucking quest, I'm willing to take a look.

Particularly if you actually managed to find something of use.

[But she doubts it, and her tone at that is skepticism itself. Ryn has too much fucking experience with prisons to ever believe they'll really be able to get out. She didn't spend over ten years at the facility back home for nothing.]

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[dominateartimus]

But at least you can win drinking contests.

[dontfeartheme]

Oh, yes. That almost makes it worth it, especially when the bastard doesn't know me, and thinks he can beat me just by looking at me.

[dominateartimus]

What would make it seal the deal, then?

[dontfeartheme]

[She smirks slightly.]

Good company to drink without getting drunk with, I suppose.

[dominateartimus]

Well, I did offer to join you and its still open.

[dontfeartheme]

You did. Change of plans, then, would you mind meeting me at the tavern?

[dominateartimus]

Of course. I'll see you there.