there's light at the edge of the darkness
Entering from the private section of the Kraai, Astra in tow, Loren's steps slowed as he spotted the woman inside. Walking up to the bar, he leaned an elbow on it and turned towards her, giving her as charming a smile he could muster. It was ruined somewhat by the scars on the right side his face, which were pulled oddly when his lips moved, and from the sharp look in his eyes.
His gaze flicked towards the knife embedded in the wood before returning to the woman's face. "Whatcha carving?" His voice came out in a wryly amused drawl. As his companion pressed herself against the back of his legs, he reached down with one hand and rested it reassuringly on her head.
His gaze flicked towards the knife embedded in the wood before returning to the woman's face. "Whatcha carving?" His voice came out in a wryly amused drawl. As his companion pressed herself against the back of his legs, he reached down with one hand and rested it reassuringly on her head.
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