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I am not a nice man.

Who ever is?

I know a few.

Clearly you know better people than I do.

[She chuckles, because she usually finds self-proclaimed 'nice men' really, really boring.]

I'm not sure if he is actually better...or just thinks he is.

Does he have a name?

MacLeod. Duncan MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod.

Hell of a name. I wasn't aware clan affiliations were still popular.

I'm a bit old school, as they say, despite my exceptionally boyish charm.

[That makes her laugh.] Alright, I'll bite. So who're you, with the exceptionally boyish charm?

I'm Adam Pierson...I'm a graduate student and lifelong scholar.

Who are you?

Most people call me Sin. It's a nickname, but it's fairly appropriate. [As if the tattoos, piercings, and generally rebellious attitude weren't enough, her name was malleable that way.]

I'm a general troublemaker-for-hire. Or just a general troublemaker.

I would hope that, with a name like Sin, you were not a nun.

[She kind of has to laugh at that. Her, a nun. Jesus.]

Hell no. It's short for Sinthia. And no, I don't do religion.

I've done them all...at least once.

What for?

Curiousity and boredom, I suppose.

I can't imagine religion helped the latter much. [She has thought about rejoining some faith, but mostly just for the shock factor; there's a gentle clicking sound as her tongue bar hits her teeth.]

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