Naja groans and looks up at the tuff of red and then her vision clears and she recognizes Reno. She remembers to glare at him, still caring at least some about her dignity. Even if it may not look like it right now.
"No, I'm thinkin' a drink is still winning. Tch." Although what it really depended on which was closer. What gate was she at again? Vanaheim? Heh. Which meant the Cheap Prayer was closer than Carta Para Ti.
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Naja groans and looks up at the tuff of red and then her vision clears and she recognizes Reno. She remembers to glare at him, still caring at least some about her dignity. Even if it may not look like it right now.
"No, I'm thinkin' a drink is still winning. Tch." Although what it really depended on which was closer. What gate was she at again? Vanaheim? Heh. Which meant the Cheap Prayer was closer than Carta Para Ti.