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“You look like you could use a coffee.” - 🎱🦚🧿

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“That obvious, huh?” The Girl breathes, still calming down from a freakout. A patrol had gotten too close for comfort, and now she sits against the wall of Tommy’s store, taking deep breaths and trying to settle shaky hands. Luckily, the worst of it is over, and leaves a slightly blotchy face in memory.

[noiseshow]

“So nice to finally put a face to someone I’ve heard so much about.” - 🦚🧿🎱

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Pony smirks gently and lets their boa drop to drape gracefully between their elbows. They slide into the seat across from Malcolm and extend a silk-gloved hand in his direction, opera length for the occasion. They’re clearly at ease, this is their stomping ground, their kingdom as far as the eye can see.

“Just as nice to put a name to a face I’ve seen so often,” they purr in response, “how may I call you?”

[noiseshow]

“You know what? I like you.” - 🎱🦚🧿

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“You were thinking otherwise?” Pony asks through their teeth, an eyebrow cocked as they light the cigarette in their mouth. It’s more for looks than anything else, and they offer Malcolm their silver zippo.

“Don’t worry,” they chuckle, “I like you more than I did at first.”

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