[She feels a little taken aback by the formality; she hasn't yet become accustomed to the hordes of Angelus warriors back home who stop and bow to her or call her 'Mistress'. It's just too much for a simple girl from New Orleans and New York. The tail, though, gets a smile from her.]
It looks like it. No more bruises?
[None for her save the one across her heart, though she has yet to realize the true extent of its implication.]
You got the invite from the little machine too, huh.
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[She feels a little taken aback by the formality; she hasn't yet become accustomed to the hordes of Angelus warriors back home who stop and bow to her or call her 'Mistress'. It's just too much for a simple girl from New Orleans and New York. The tail, though, gets a smile from her.]
It looks like it. No more bruises?
[None for her save the one across her heart, though she has yet to realize the true extent of its implication.]
You got the invite from the little machine too, huh.