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[gaelic_fae_girl]

Molly stopped into the bar. It had been a while, and coming here was a bit of surprise to her. She had her sketchbook with her, so she ordered a vanilla milkshake from the bar, and found a booth nearby. She sipped on the shake, and sketched. Looked like a self-portrait, only while it was her in Faerie, there was also flames in the background, and

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[timsbooks]

The guy at the next table catches it epertly, without looking up from his scribblings. There are some rather odd books around him, and a big ole pile of dice. And is he drinking mountain dew?

"A good likeness."

He remarks, without opening it.

[gaelic_fae_girl]

Molly glanced over, and just said, "It's an old likeness. Surprised I found myself drawing it."

She then got up, and stood before him with her arms folded in front of her.

"...Well?"

[timsbooks]

He takes a moment to finish off the current paragraph, some kind of room description if she looks, then use that sheet to mark his place in the dungeon masters guide. and closes it.

"Well?"

Looking up at her.

[gaelic_fae_girl]

"Hellspawn told me what you were up to. Did you do it already?" She was calm at the moment, but it seemed controlled, with some of that famous O'Reilly temper brewing under the surface.