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IMBUED WITH FIRE

ID: // THOR.

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          there’s a laugh joined with a grin, and he catches the bartender’s attention to get her an ale. before she can take a drink, he reaches into the pocket of his coat, draws out a flask, and dispenses a shot’s worth of the liquid inside into her tankard. 

                       ❝  i am listening, my friend
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          his laugh is countered by her own as she leans against the lit counter top of the bar. green eyes follow the bartender as he returns with the ale —- she’s of course tempted to reach out for the tankard, but she remains patient as he dispenses whatever she’s going to drink into it.

         a grin, as she turns to glance at him, before taking the tankard with MOCK caution.  ❝ well, before i get started, i hope this isn’t some kind of  p l o y  to get me out of your life for good. ❞

             
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