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random_cantina2007-08-01 05:03 pm
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A short woman with red hair steps into the cantina, calmly. She turns to the left, looking automatically for the Sign, and freezes. This isn't the Nexus.
She turns around, looking back at the door she's just come through. It's... not leading to her house anymore. Figures. Good thing she's taken a PINPoint from the Nexus.
She's still pretty calm, glancing around this interesting new place. Oh, look, food! She steps forward, taking a seat at the bar, and wondering if she still needs to ask a question... it's worth a try.
"What kind of money do you take here?"
She turns around, looking back at the door she's just come through. It's... not leading to her house anymore. Figures. Good thing she's taken a PINPoint from the Nexus.
She's still pretty calm, glancing around this interesting new place. Oh, look, food! She steps forward, taking a seat at the bar, and wondering if she still needs to ask a question... it's worth a try.
"What kind of money do you take here?"