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Date: 2017-12-29 05:56 am (UTC)
wellplayedbitch: (Wrong. Move.)
[The bag of coins caught her attention, but she didn't let it deter her. Her eyes remained locked on the man, brows knitted together as she tried to figure out what he was getting at. Surely he wasn't so stupid as to think she was willing to give up what little firepower she had.

So what kind of game was he playing?]


You going to tell me what it is, or keep me guessing? [Whatever advantage his money might have given her, she was starting to think it wasn't worth the effort.]
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