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[OOM: A cycle or two ago, a pair of prodigal sprites returned. Accusations were made, bombs were dropped, and someone's sleeping on the couch for a while.]With her impromptu vacation over and done with, AndrAIa enters the Bar with a bag full of souvenirs. She swings by the bar briefly and snags a Wikibrau before situating herself on one of the

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[lissla_lissar]

Lissar is only in long enough to check for notes for Demyx. She does, however, wave.

[lissla_lissar]

"Ah?" Lissar perks up as well, eyes lighting.

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She smiles brightly at the white woman.

"Matrix and I are married."

[lissla_lissar]

"Oh! How wonderful!" Being Sparkmated to Ironhide, she's gotten used to the idea of marriage in general. She can be happy without wishing she's able to touch people. She has Ironhide.

It's good.

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"We have been for some time now, actually. We've only just started telling everyone."

[lissla_lissar]

"I am pleased to know." Lissar says with another grin. Then she starts digging in her pockets...up to the elbow. Yes. Looks like a regular pocket. Buuuuuuut. She's now...shoulder deep into it.

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AndrAIa staaaares at Lissar's pocket digging.

"Who do I have to sic Matrix on to get storage capacity like that?"

[lissla_lissar]

"Apparently they are called Moogles." Lissar says with a frown, finally coming up with her prize. It's nothing much, if you just look at it. About the size of a hockey puck, mostly stainless-steel, a button on the side and a camera-like lens on the top. "They are small, and fuzzy, and fly. Here...a wedding's gift. It is not much; a holograph projector. It will record a few seconds, and play them back. Ratchet has been teaching me to make them."

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It may not mean much, but the gesture speaks volumes to the Game sprite. If she weren't so painfully aware of Lissar's "No Touching" rule, she'd probably be hugging her right now. Instead, she stares at the projector in her hands, then turns a smile on the other woman.

"Lissar, I- thank you."

[lissla_lissar]

"You are welcome." Lissar says with a regal nod, "It seems something that you could use and enjoy...I would have done better had I known before hand."

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She shakes her head wryly.

"Lissar, you didn't have to get me anything."

She nudges the full bag at her feet.

"I do, however, have something for you."

[lissla_lissar]

"That is what is done." Lissar says with bewilderment. Of course she did. That's what you do. "You do? Thank you."

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It's AndrAIa's turn to go digging, pulling a few things out and placing them at her side while she digs deeper into her bag. Finally she brings out a fancy, but odd-looking set of dice and a deck of cards with a distinctly pirate-y theme on the back of them.

"It's not spectacular, and you may have some issues bringing them into your world, but I thought you might enjoy them."

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"If I cannot, I shall store them here." Lissar says as she accepts them. "I have not played dice since I left my world for home. It is good to see them."

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She shoots Lissar a brief look of confusion.

"Dice?"

Something clicks and comprehension dawns on the Game sprite's face.

"Oh, the Random Number Generator!"

She gestures to the low table in front of them.

"Here, give 'em a roll and see for yourself."

[lissla_lissar]

Servants play a lot of gambling games. Lissar was, if never quite fully accepted, a servant. The rattling of the bones is practiced and smooth, as is the roll across the table.