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Originally Posted by tHEhERETIC

Corat chooses his words carefully to reflect neither promise nor threat. "You should go away now, Ruby. For your own safety."

She pouts a moment, considers twisting his words but decides against it. She walks back to her own table and you're left with two War angels, a Trade angel, a DJ, a Fire soldier, and a soldier of questionable Judgement.

Kyle is sizing you all up. "You," he indicates Cameron, "had the sense not to engage her. You," Mitch, "isn't that your wheelhouse?"

Sunae takes a sip of her drink and looks at Cameron, smiling politely.