[Dualscar really didn't expect her to be there. He has a couple of bottles in his sylladex, and maybe a few other things, too.
He walks up the beach towards her, cape rippling in the sea breeze, but his armour was left at home, leaving him in a skin-tight black shirt and his striped pants, and a pair of boots that leave deep impressions in the sand]
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He walks up the beach towards her, cape rippling in the sea breeze, but his armour was left at home, leaving him in a skin-tight black shirt and his striped pants, and a pair of boots that leave deep impressions in the sand]
You must really wwant this fuckin' booze.