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[center][h1][color=B37097]Pandora Quill[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Wichita, Kansas - Streets
Skills: N/A[/I][/center]
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Pandora listened carefully, hearing the sounds of an angry child. Ones she knew all too well. She found her target at the vending machine, anger almost coursing through them as they tried to get a snack but was coming up short. [color=B37097]"I find kicking it sometimes works, but only in the right places."[/color] She came over, looking at the wares but was unimpressed with the selection.

[color=B37097]"Not many good options here anyway. I could help you get in if you help me. Distract the maintenance man and I can see about getting the machine open. Your choice."[/color] Pandora patted her pocket where her lockpick was. She didn't quite know why she was helping the kid, but something in her told her she would understand later. A nagging feeling in her mind.

Hopefully, the kid would go along with it. She would unlock the machine once the guy was distracted. She didn't need the police here on top of all the other crap happening today.