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[shall_yield_us]

Well, now, my naked Emperors, you've all worn sheer cloth very well under one night's spell. The one excepted. That calls for no words, though maybe swords, and hands to use them.

But above and beyond that -

A HUNT FOR NAMES

...so adjourned, and I shall have three, and ample reward, this time, no sword, for he or she or it to recommend them:

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Comments

[heelsandlaw]

I'm the Chief of Police. Is there a problem?

[shall_yield_us]

...but you're pretty.

[heelsandlaw]

My appearance has nothing to do with my work.

[shall_yield_us]

Don't be a fool, it always does. You think men listen well to a beast? A cripple?

[heelsandlaw]

That rather depends on the beast or the cripple, and the men in question.

Why did you ask who was the 'commander'?

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[shall_yield_us]

Your men.

[shall_yield_us]

The lady commander. Because I wished it known.

[heelsandlaw]

Wished what known?

[shall_yield_us]

Your face to my eyes, your name to my ears. One of which I've yet to receive.

[heelsandlaw]

Cameron Lynde. And what's your name?

[shall_yield_us]

Ask me with a prettiness to suit that face.

[heelsandlaw]

Why?

[bladed_siberian]

Is he giving you crap, Chief?

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[heelsandlaw]

Aside from calling me pretty and being obnoxious? Nothing I can't handle.

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[bladed_siberian]

I don't doubt it.

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[heelsandlaw]

I should hope so.