[She removes the last of that stupid rainbow colored body hair and she murmurs, not so much into her comm, but more like in the background.]
It's about damn time.
[She briefly pauses and brings her comm in closer, coming in louder than before.I want my shit back. If you have anything of mine, just bring it to me. Deck 11. Room 2466
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Glutton for punishment, Miss Praxis?
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[She growls.]
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Do I want to know why your... ah... why some of your clothes were on one of the gambling tables?
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[He can't see her, but she is about ten seconds away from banging her head against the wall.]
I want them back.
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[With her thong, which he was too polite to specify over the comm.
A minute later, there's a knock on Ashelin's door.]
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She's dressed in something that's not really her at all, something casual and that hair in dreads is just a nice series of light ringlets now. Someone's been too lazy to coil up those locks.
She answers her door, less than thrilled, less than amused, but not exactly pissed at Phoenix.]
What did you bring?
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I'm going to assume these red metal doohickeys with the angry smileyface are yours.
[King found her armor out in the hallway.]
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Most likely. Feel like handing them over?
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Well, I was gonna try and use them, but they're just too darned small for me.
[He is sarcastic.]
Where do you want me to drop them off?
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[Not.]
My room is fine. 2466 on Deck 11.
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[That's a "yes."]
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[He knows why.
Also, he's got your boots. He's strongly debating beating you with them, though.]
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[She's going to lie through her teeth. Right to you.]
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Knock knock.]
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She answers the door. She hasn't gotten a lot of her stuff back yet, which she guesses she can find on her own. She waves him in, though.]
You didn't have to.
[Come, check on her, bring her something, take her flowers away, whatever he's doing.]
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