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Honey Song
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"hey Zaya see if you can find our room, ok?" Abigael whispers to Zaya as she steps away from the embrace. Zaya nods and starts ascending the stairs.
"Amoxtli will show you. look for the tall lady, dark skin." Atlan calls out to her.
"thanks for that." Abigael smiles, "she's been pretty down lately, since Abner got the call from the Archangel to attend the summit. I think she's nervous about meeting so many Profligates."
"you said you and Zaya are just friends?"
"well... we're... friendly." she says, avoiding the question, "she's my groomer, as well. a bit of grooming after a workout keeps you sane, I think."
"right." Atlan says, "you do seem to have an affinity for cute girls."
"you sound like Abner." she laughs, "he says if I weren't a knight, I'd be squatting two doors down from the brothel."
she flashes a devilish grin, "though I can definitely appreciate the odd cute boy, as well, mr Quixtiano."
Atlan clears his throat and quickly shifts the subject, "UHM! so, about Zaya! she's very small for a Raksha, isn't she?"
"yeah. Joruga was pretty small, too. I never met her mother, but from what Abner told me she was a little woman, as well."
"will you and your companions be needing anything from us? we don't have any alcohol, but our larders are open to anyone."
"thanks, we packed pretty light." she grins, "Abner has had us on nothing but jerky rations and booze since we left Chorus."
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