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[color=gray][sub][center][color=C45A6A][b]Location:[/b][/color] Abernova General Store[/center][/sub][/color]
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[INDENT][color=C45A6A]“Mm.”[/color]

Xavier was the town doctor, and as far as Luna could tell he was a jittery weakling. She figured she could easily outmuscle him, even if the thought of actually committing to her threats seemed like a waste of time. As she began moving to the produce, particularly the apples, she thought how best to get through to him. An idle, vague threat seemed like the best option rather than anything forceful or direct. The pink-haired girl considered her response. She didn't care to put into the energy of [i]lying[/i] about things. There was too much work in creating false dichotomies and perceptions. She enjoyed that many of the villagers only really interacted with her to buy things and ask stupid, mundane questions about the weather; and she wanted to keep it that way.

She tossed a look at her acquaintance, showing that she was all business. A look that not many witnessed--a slight turn of the head and a wide [i]smile[/i]. Somehow it was worse than a death stare.

[color=C45A6A]“Sometimes. I like to do anything that doesn't involve this stupid village. Plus, people buy it. Don't go telling everyone I like cooking, though. You seem smart. I'd hate for the town doctor to go missing.”[/color]

Removing eye contact, she returned back to his previous question, as if she had not just threatened to put the town doctor on ice.

[color=C45A6A]“Suppose I could show you a simple recipe. If you'd like to.”[/color]







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