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Lobco recalled a night, quite some months ago when her little family of a cat, dog, bear, owl and crocodile had shared a karaoke room with three mercenary demons. Despite the fact they were strangers and she had no mind for putting herself in front of gawking eyes to sing, it had been a surprisingly ok night.
Well, despite she had nearly been wiped clean during a game of poker, but she had wisely not brought a lot of money that night.
Despite that she held no grudge against the demon that had bested her--it was hardly as if the other had forced her, and they had had a pleasant conversation.
Pleasant conversations, however, wasn’t what she was here for. She was here for something the redhead never thought she would really attempt, but she knew when she was outmanned, and she needed help from people who were not family.
So she came to the mercenary to hire her.
This was where she had been told to wait, so that they may negotiate, and Lobco couldn’t help but fidget, already feeling like she was doing something ‘wrong.’ It wasn’t exactly the kind of place she would frequent, and because of that she did not have her uniform dawned. While Chlomaki likely wouldn’t care about the questions that might be asked of her in regards to a familiar gone to ‘unsavory’ places, she would ask her why she had been there and that was something the shrimp definitely did not want.
Hopefully the other would be here soon.
