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IMBUED WITH FIRE

ID: // NATASHA.

It takes a second or two for Natasha to get her things together. She slips a knife in a holster hidden against her back the moment she pulls on her jacket. She slips her blaster on a holster strapped to her thigh and then pulls her hair up into a tight ponytail ( she doesn’t like it being caught on anything just in case someone decides to ruin their evening of relaxation ). 

She makes sure to check in case she forgot anything and then makes her way over to the door. 

“After you.” 

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a smile still upon her lips, mara presses open the door and enters the corridor leading to the exit. a careful gaze flits between the way ahead of them and the taller woman just behind her as her smile tightens just so.  

❝ —- you liking it so far? here, i mean. the atmosphere, the environment.  ❞ small talk. not a thing she’s quite taken a LIKING to, but it’ll do.

             
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