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[thegirlwhofoughtback]

[Staring the other bar patron down.]

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[lostinthefog]

[He looks up after a while.]

What's wrong?

[thegirlwhofoughtback]

I know you from somewhere.

[lostinthefog]

[Julian looks at her more attentively now, trying to figure out if he recognizes her and failing for now. Judging from her appearance, he could have met her in one of the small clubs he used to frequent or play in, but then, there had been many people, and it's been a while.]

Oh? From where? I'm sorry, I don't think I remember you.

[forsakenbythegods]

{Moves not a muscle beyond the slight arch of an eyebrow, gaze not faltering as it matches the one which is boring down upon him.}

[thegirlwhofoughtback]

[Good. She can live with that. She finally glances away, to order her beer.]

[forsakenbythegods]

{So can Galeck, adding in just the slightest formation of a smirk to the corner of his lips and a nod to the bartender. If she was so intent to stare, he would let her, even pay for her beer in the process.}

[soundofabell]

[Nope, sorry. Sweeney isn't so easily intimidated; he's just staring right back.]