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[center][h1][color=B37097]Pandora Quill[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Wichita, Kansas - Motel
Skills: N/A[/I][/center]
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Pandora looked back as Tristan glanced over her shoulder and saw the janitor leave the room. She knew the smell of a mark when she sniffed it and Tristan looked like he was ready to pounce. [color=B37097]"Don't even think about it kid. I guarantee if you try to pull anything, if you aren't caught, you'll get almost nothing. The man works in a motel for crying out loud. I bet even his credit cards are almost maxed out. There will be other marks, trust me."[/color]

When Tristan asked about her parents, she had to admit, it had been a while since she thought of them. [color=B37097]"Oh, who knows really. Growing up my father was a CEO and my mother was an attorney dealing with divorces. So home life wasn't the best. Kind of why I am like I am, but what can you do? My parents didn't care about me really. They adopted me because I was probably a tax write off or something. They benefitted from it more. Your parents though? Seems like they care somewhat. Mine wouldn't have even tried to lecture me."[/color]