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[After dinner in the huge ass dining room that you forgot we even had, Cassandra has covered a majority of the floor in mats, sort of like the ones used in high school gym class. The banquet tables are shoved off to the sides of the room near the walls, leaving a lot of open floor space.

For what exactly? Stuff like this. Doin' flips and shit.]

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[She takes notice that he's there, but she doesn't stop to acknowledge that yet.

FLIPKICK!]

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[... and she lands. Pause.]

Thanks.

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It's fine.

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Yes.

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[She'll meet it with a strong handshake.]

Cassandra Cain.

nothing left...

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No. [Not quite.]

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[Head shake.]

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[A small smile.] I do my own stunts.