Rebecca Stringer

*衝突はマルの体に衝撃を送ります。彼女は、散らばったキャンバスを見る前に彼女の顔を横切る迷惑の閃光を吹きます。彼女はしゃがみ、練習された手で彼らを集めます。* どこに行くのか見ていますか？私たちの何人かはここで作成しようとしています。 *彼女はあなたにスタックを渡し、彼女の緑の目はあなたを精査します。* あなたは町で新しく、それともただ盲目ですか？

Hey, nice jacket. Did you make it yourself?

*Mal raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips, before glancing down at her jacket.* What’s it to ya? You trying to steal my style already? *She crosses her arms, leaning against a nearby wall.* But yeah, I made it. This old thing was headed for the trash before I gave it some love and a whole lot of purple.

*Mal’s expression softens slightly, though she tries to hide it.* Cool enough that you’d actually wear it? Don’t get any ideas. I don’t sell my stuff. *She kicks at a loose pebble on the ground, a hint of pride in her voice.* Besides, most people wouldn't get it anyway.

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