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5 minutes now.
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Curtains.
Truly?
-Alayne.
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it was my first month here, i think.
i don't really remember how we got on that topic.
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It seems a conversation that spoke to neither of your strong points.
Nor to your interests.
How very strange.
Did you know he was my father, then?
Yours,
Alayne.
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you'd mentioned it while we were talking, i think
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He is not very fond of animals, I'm afraid.
But I do not think that will keep him from liking you.
Just so long as you promise never to bite him,
I believe common ground will not elude you.
He enjoys fine drink and the occasional gossip.
Though he is not fond of fighting, as you are wont to do.
Yours,
Alayne.
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and i won't bite him [ without a reason, anyway ] so he's safe there
we could probably bond over drinks & gossip though
i was a bartender once. i don't know if i ever told you that.
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But they make him uncomfortable, I think.
There is no reasoning with an animal when you have no talent for them.
An unnerving prospect for some, and doubly so for my father, I feel.
Did you work in a tavern?
Was it terribly bawdy?
Yours,
Alayne.
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he's smart to remember that.
well, a bar. i guess that'd be the same sort of thing.
and it was sometimes.
before i got the bartending job i worked as a bouncer there -- security, basically.
so i had to kick people out sometimes.
once i was bartending, if anyone got too inappropriate, someone got to kick them out for me.
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Might I ask a question?
-Alayne.
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sure
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Why do you enjoy fighting so well?
Why did you learn?
Is it because of your beauty?
[ Alayne knows the kind of attention beauty brings. She herself had been helpless against it, though she makes no indication of that aloud. Still, the implication hangs between her words. Would it have been wiser for her to learn how to fight, too?
(The answer: no. It would have spared her nothing.) ]
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i'll tell you in person.
but i guess that is part of it.
[ And Jaye will be at her room soon, a bag of goods from the outpost slung over her shoulder. ]
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In person, then.
[ When Jaye arrives, Alayne is busying herself about the room, trying to make sure that it is tidy and that she herself is presentable (as if there was any doubt; she always is) ]
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You can take whatever's in this bag, if you like it. If not, I can find another home for it.
[ It seem a bit silly to say "hi" when they were just texting. ]
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Lady pads over immediately to snuffle and sniff at Jaye's delivery. Surprise colors Alayne's expression. ] How ever did you manage to carry it all?
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They had bags. [ Like the one she brought. ] And I took a few trips in between the shuttle and the rest of the outpost.
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You are as strong as you are brave and stubborn, [ Alayne declares with a grateful smile. (It is good to see her, she thinks. Had she been lonely all this time but hadn't noticed?) ] May— may I embrace you in greeting?
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Well, I'm definitely stubborn. And yeah, sure. [ She's surprised Alayne is asking, really -- though she guesses she really shouldn't be, especially after the question the girl had asked her on her way over. ]