In the next instant she's tense, on edge. She's ready for a fight, or so it seems. A glance around the room reveals why quickly. Tall, pale, and dark-haired has stepped forward. She no longer pretends to be at ease, eying him warily. He's dangerous, too dangerous, to play with as she had been with his companion.
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"I am called Zen." It's the
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