[A woman is peering at the communicator screen altogether too close, with a sort of curious fascination. Her face is a warm brown colour, her eyes a rather unusual amber hue, her hair black and bound back with a scarf, and golden jewellery glimmers at her ears and throat. She's holding the communicator aloft at an angle that shows a room at
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[... and here he thought he'd run into everyone worth running into. And Anders.
Well.
At least the balance of people he could stand to people he couldn't has been tilted favourably.]
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Well, I'll be damned.
[In the next moment, she's grinning.]
I suppose that problem is solved then.
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How 'bout this, then: Y'want someplace loud or quiet?
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Mmm, it really depends on the night. Maybe somewhere quiet to test the waters, to start with.
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Isabela. [ Anders grins a little, carefully. ] You're a sight for sore eyes, as usual.
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Look at you, being all civil for a chance.
Well. It's good to see you, too.
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I guess you've only just arrived, then?
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There's bars an' clubs all over this city.
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I'm afraid many of the drinks held here would be far to tame for a woman such as yourself, Captain.
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And what would you know of my amusements, messere?
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[Oh he knows. He tilts his head back a bit, looking her over a moment before shrugging.]
Extensive travel is always grand but leaves one with a taste for more. Odd that land agrees with you, miss.
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It doesn't. I simply had... a long engagement, though not one of the usual kind.
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