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Margaret exchanged a few more choice words with the angry man, who finally stormed out, leaving her holding her tray and glaring after him with a huff. She turned to set the tray on the table it belonged to with a quick apology for the wait.

Unfortunately, in the ruckus, she hadn’t noticed the door opening as Isabel entered. She headed back to the bar, glancing over the room as she stepped behind it, and checking herself when her eyes settled on the newcomer - a woman that she thought looked rather familiar. She stepped back out to go to Isabel’s table.

“Evening,” she said. “I hope you weren’t waiting long?”

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The young man gave a little grumble of annoyance, and decided to change tactics. Leaning on the car, he casually smiled at her, pulling himself up to his full height so he more or less towered over her. “Officer, surely you can forgive me just this once, you seem like such a compassionate woman.”

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“Poor thing, she just… she trusts too easy. You can’t go around just. Assuming people are going to be nice or even moral! That’s how bad things happen! You have to. Trust trust trust, don’t do it - it ends bad.”

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While she’s staying there, Margaret will enlist Isabel to help paint murals on the other walls of the Dog and Duchess.

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ABSOLUTELY I AM HERE FOR THIS

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/@seasidechef Isabel stood outside the tavern nervously, clinging tightly to her sack of belongings out of habit. She'd had a hellish few months at sea, and to top things off, the bastards that hired her left her stranded with no way home. She glanced up at the establishment's sign, eyeing the name. The Dog And The Dutchess. She'd been here once before. Isa gripped the door handle and braced herself. "I just really hope this woman remembers me. Otherwise I've completely lost my luck."

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Inside the tavern was the usual everyday liveliness that occurred when hard men were brought into contact with hard drink. Amidst the chaos, Margaret, proprietor of the Dog and the Duchess, was holding a tray of drinks in one hand, while her other rested on her hip. She was turned away from the door, apparently engaged in heated words with someone on the way to deliver a table’s order. “And I’ll thank you to remember that the brothel is down the street!”

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Winter Blues | closed

Ocarina Inn just wasn’t busy during the winter. Nobody wanted to travel in the snow and the cold, so the lack of guests staying with them over the season was no surprise to Maya. There was Calvin of course, a few regulars who dropped in for her grandmother’s cooking, and… Oh! That guy.

Maya glanced up at the man as she wiped an adjacent table off. He was the only customer in the entire establishment at the moment, and Maya hadn’t heard a peep from him all morning. From what she saw, he’d been sitting in the same corner for hours, unmoving, with his arms crossed and his gaze fixed out the window with what could only be described as hateful contempt. Despite the heater being on full blast, he hadn’t so much as removed his gloves.

Well, that wouldn’t do.

Putting on a smile, Maya finally walked over to him. She understood the feeling of confinement.

“Hey there~♪ Um…” Maya fiddled with her apron, hoping she wasn’t bothering him.

“So, I noticed you’re totally dressed for a blizzard... Maybe some soup or a hot drink can help you warm up?” She gave a teasing smile toward his scarf and hat.