[i]"Traliks. I would buy you a drink, but I doubt this place has a bar."[/i]
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[i]"Oh well..."[/i] [b]She throws back her hair with a huff and adjusts her 'leg armor', marching off without a goodbye.[/b]
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He had met many women in his life. This one was nothing special. In her attitude, especially. He chuckles, shaking his head, walking the other way. [i]"Women..."[/i]
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[spoiler]End[/spoiler]