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Much more fun being an outlaw.

Can't say I disagree. *cleaning blood off of a nice, silver, knife*

*tilts his head*

Huh. That's a nice one. Whose was it?

Doesn't matter. He won't be able to use it again. It's got all kinds of symbols written on it. *tosses it to V*

*catches*

Very nice. You keeping it?

*shrugs* How much is it worth?

Depends on what the symbols mean and if they're significant to anybody else.

For the silver alone ... at least two hundred bucks.

Sweet. That's my electric bill.

*passes the knife back to her by the handle*

So, what's it like around here, anyway?

Don't know. I've been in town for what, a week?

Hey, longer than me.

Right. Me, the social butterfly.

*laughs*

Okay, fair enough. Anybody we know in the area?

Only people I've seen are at The Loft.

Interesting place. We'll have to hang out there a bit more.

Yeah Sweetie. We do.