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[center][b]Location:[/b] 8th Ward, Tea Lounge
[b]Tag:[/b] [@Fathomless][/center][hr]

	[b]N[/b]aosada finished his coffee and placed the mug down gently. He had never known that mortals could give off such a pale serenity. The host seemed to be holding himself together at the seams. [color=#CD5C5C][b]"You have my utmost condolences. I pray that she gets better one day."[/b][/color] 

	[color=#CD5C5C][b]"I get the feeling she couldn't have left her shop in better hands. Keep up the good work."[/b][/color] 

	Naosada raised from his seat and started toward the door. He had another place to visit now, one that housed even more dangerous beings than Doves. One that served coffee with the purpose of imitation, one that held the reigns on the peaceful ghouls of Ward Eight.