don't you know we're outlaws
givin' the finger to death itself
One good turn deserves another (or maybe it’s just another favor to be tallied in her name), so Raza, who had managed to get herself injured in the Halenani collapse, shows up to the where the whorehoues used to stand. It’s a big ‘ol hole in Haulani’s landscape and people are already bitchin’ about the lack’a places to fuck. To which Raza can only roll her eyes. There are plenty of places to fuck, just depends on who you’re fuckin’.
Arriving last, Raza squints at the mostly empty lot and tries to imagine a new building there. The proprietress nods to Remi and Ronin, with a little wave to Remi. “Long time,” she says casually. “How you doin’?” Ronin she’d seen recently, with his recruitin’ in the Hanged Man.
Noticing a distinct lack’a tools, Raza’s nose scrunches. Who tries to start building without anything to build with? Sighing heavily, and maybe it’s the brutality of the Longheat day already rearin’ its head, but she heads over to the Madame under the tent. “Yer gonna need more tools than this to build a whole new whorehouse. Come on, I’ll get whatcha need.”
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Raza is offering to get tools and things
Arriving last, Raza squints at the mostly empty lot and tries to imagine a new building there. The proprietress nods to Remi and Ronin, with a little wave to Remi. “Long time,” she says casually. “How you doin’?” Ronin she’d seen recently, with his recruitin’ in the Hanged Man.
Noticing a distinct lack’a tools, Raza’s nose scrunches. Who tries to start building without anything to build with? Sighing heavily, and maybe it’s the brutality of the Longheat day already rearin’ its head, but she heads over to the Madame under the tent. “Yer gonna need more tools than this to build a whole new whorehouse. Come on, I’ll get whatcha need.”
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Raza is offering to get tools and things
we got no one to hide from
no one to toast our health
RAZA
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