[Kuromisa's smile tilts with amusement as Kirma rejects the rest of his drink, and her eye follows the direction of his ear. Someone in the lounge....? She looks for a target in need of guarding, among all the Roost's ruffians.]
That could net you some fine chips, if you were to take on clientele. But something tells me that isn't quite your style. [She takes another (smaller,) bitter sip of whiskey.] It isn't mine, either.
As for my own business, I deal in... shall we say, "magical tools". And in this place, which contains a bevvy of magic, I hope to do quite a bit of business. Are you familiar with such things, sir?
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[Kuromisa's smile tilts with amusement as Kirma rejects the rest of his drink, and her eye follows the direction of his ear. Someone in the lounge....? She looks for a target in need of guarding, among all the Roost's ruffians.]
That could net you some fine chips, if you were to take on clientele. But something tells me that isn't quite your style. [She takes another (smaller,) bitter sip of whiskey.] It isn't mine, either.
As for my own business, I deal in... shall we say, "magical tools". And in this place, which contains a bevvy of magic, I hope to do quite a bit of business. Are you familiar with such things, sir?