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[b]Bolin Lai[/b] - [b]Location[/b]: Conservation Charity Gala [b]Tags[/b]: Jiang
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Bolin's attention was drawn away by what appeared to be a fellow hero, except female and very nicely built. He couldn't see her face, but he gave her the benefit of the doubt and immediately went into "shoot your shot" mode. 

"What's that about appropriate timing?" Bolin said smoothly as he sauntered towards her. He paused "Wait, what?"

Bolin cocked his head, then turned as if to speak to someone off to the side. He whispered, "Hold on, back up, how old is she?"

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"[i]What[/i]?! How come whenever a cute girl talks to me, she's either evil or a thousand years old?"

...

"Yeah, yeah, magic swords, I got it."

He turned back to Jiang and forced a smile under his mask. "Well, uh, Madame Shíjiān, I should probably get out of here before whatever rich schmuck that owns this place comes back. Uh, Shishi says hi. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!"

He slowly backed away, then whipped out a kama and aimed it towards the broken window in the ceiling. The head shot off, pulling a thin wire behind it, and hooked the ledge of the opening. Bolin held his end and darted up the nearest column, then gracefully leapt through the window and back out into the snowy night.