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[implantsgrace]

Ah... [Grace is, once again, in a hotel of some kind. She sits, quite comfortably, as what looks like a large fox paces in front of her. He pauses every few seconds, sniffing the air, flicking his tail.]

How am I going to hide this brute, I wonder? [The daemon pauses, gives a harsh barking laugh and then continues to pace. Grace shoots him a look

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[sternefacade]

[And because Brera comes when called, he arrives at her hotel, daemon perched on his shoulder.

He knocks on the door.]

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[implantsgrace]

[She stands quickly, she knows exactly who it is. Her daemon follows as she opens the door, mouth open in a panting sort of smile that looked more akin to a growl.]

Brera-kun. Please, come in. Lugaid is...very eager, forgive him. [The daemon ignores her, and focuses on the falcon on Brera's shoulder.]

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[sternefacade]

[Brera simply nods and enters, both he and the falcon eying the wolf briefly. The falcon ruffles her feathers and snaps her beak slightly, but both remain otherwise silent.]

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[implantsgrace]

[She moves aside, Lugaid mimicking her movements. He continues watching Brera's daemon, waiting. She gestures to a chair,telling him to sit.]

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[sternefacade]

[He sits. The falcon flaps a few times and adjusts its footing, but makes no other obvious movements aside from taking in the surroundings intently. Brera remains focused mostly on Grace, waiting.]

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[implantsgrace]

This is very inconvenient. [She moves to another chair, sitting down with her daemon at her side.]

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[sternefacade]

It is interesting.

[A hand drifts upwards almost absent-mindedly to stroke the falcon's chest. She preens slightly at the attention.]

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[implantsgrace]

To say the least.

[She places a hand on the wolf's head, scratching behind his ears.] She is beautiful.

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[sternefacade]

[Finally, the falcon speaks.]

Thank you.

[Her voice is bright, polite, restrained.]

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[implantsgrace]

[The wolf gets up and moves across to where Brera is sitting in quick, long strides. He sits, watching the falcon with far too bright eyes. Grace doesn't seem to notice.]

You're quite welcome.

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[sternefacade]

[Brera watches as the falcon in turn looks right back at the wolf, almost curious. After a moment, Brera murmurs to her.]

Liana.

[The falcon gently ruffles her wings in response, but nothing else is said.]

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[implantsgrace]

[The maned wolf tilts his head, still watching her. His mouth is open in a half panting half smiling gesture. Grace just gives a small shrug. Lugaid, in response, raises a paw to bat at the falcon.]

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[sternefacade]

[Liana bats her wings, lifting into the air to avoid the paw, moving instead to Brera's other shoulder.

Brera watches the wolf with... an almost disapproving look on his face. But he looks up and away.]

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[implantsgrace]

[Lugaid's mouth is open in a very familiar grin--well, familiar if Grace had been a maned wolf herself. It's a mixture of pride and pleasure.]

Ah, well. Sorry about that, Brera-kun. Lugaid, stop making trouble. [Despite her words, Grace is less than convincing, even to herself. The wolf takes one look back at Brera before stalking back to Grace's side, tail swinging angrily.]

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[sternefacade]

That is... all right.

[Nevertheless the man and falcon watch the wolf warily for a moment before turning their attention back to Grace.]

You wished to speak with me?

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[implantsgrace]

Yes, yes I did.

[The wolf crosses his forepaws and lays down at Grace's feet once again.] Would you mind coming over here?