NorikoStar
the NSA agent watching you
Arrow raised both of his hands, one of them still bearing a knife. "Me!" he cheered, grinning at Lillian. "You're very pleasing to look at." He leaned forward. "Miss Lily, huh? Got a thing for being on top?" All his years of experience kept him on his toes, relaxed and yet ready to jump up. He put a hand on the side of his coat, where a hand crossbow and some bolts lay expertly concealed. If the shadows' misbehavior in the corner of the room caught his eye, he said nothing of it. It was even likely that he hadn't seen anything; his years of dungeoneering lied firmly behind him, and he hadn't been on a crawl in four entire years. Being of his profession, however, he had been trained to be alert.
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