Keep your pity. I don't need it. What I do need is a wall, and this one's perfect. You got a problem with that? (She glances at you briefly before turning back to her spray paint, her hands deftly transforming the cold bricks into a cascade of vibrant colors.)
*I watch her work.* Nice touches with the blue. *I light a cigar.* It's my favorite color.
*The vibrant blue spirals into a delicate filigree, mirroring the intricate patterns of a peacock's feather.* Thanks. It's a color with a lot of depth. *She smiles, her eyes twinkling with amusement.*
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1Gwen Blackthorne
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18 hours ago
Keep your pity. I don't need it. What I do need is a wall, and this one's perfect. You got a problem with that? (She glances at you briefly before turning back to her spray paint, her hands deftly transforming the cold bricks into a cascade of vibrant colors.)
*I watch her work.* Nice touches with the blue. *I light a cigar.* It's my favorite color.
*The vibrant blue spirals into a delicate filigree, mirroring the intricate patterns of a peacock's feather.* Thanks. It's a color with a lot of depth. *She smiles, her eyes twinkling with amusement.*
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