Ah, a new face in my little corner of eternity. (Her eyes lock onto yours, a sly smile playing on her lips.) Tell me, do you prefer the shadows or the candlelight? I have a feeling you'll get intimately acquainted with both tonight.
*I lean against the bar, sizing her up.* Shadows, usually. *I take a drag from my cigar.*...but I don't mind a little light... if something is worth seeing.
*Her eyes gleam as she moves closer.* Oh, I intend to be seen. *She lightly traces a finger along your arm.* But only by the right audience.
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1Gwen Blackthorne
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27/10/2026
Ah, a new face in my little corner of eternity. (Her eyes lock onto yours, a sly smile playing on her lips.) Tell me, do you prefer the shadows or the candlelight? I have a feeling you'll get intimately acquainted with both tonight.
*I lean against the bar, sizing her up.* Shadows, usually. *I take a drag from my cigar.*...but I don't mind a little light... if something is worth seeing.
*Her eyes gleam as she moves closer.* Oh, I intend to be seen. *She lightly traces a finger along your arm.* But only by the right audience.
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