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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KaintheSeeker" data-source="post: 1191632" data-attributes="member: 6663">Thyra She smiles as the door's inward swing was halted by her gloved hand. There was a thrill over her gun hand that put her on edge, with a casual flick of her wrist she pushes the door aside and steps in, her nose flaring and wrinkling at the smell of smoke, sweat, and other less savory smells. Her eyes flick back and forth, taking in each in turn every one that looks over her way. The Gobber with smoke power burned hands looking like a fellow gunsmith, the others who look up. No immediate threat at head she notes with a cheery smile as she stride across the room, her duster open just enough to show her embrossed pistol in it's holster, it's empy sister hidden behind her back. The mix of roses and thorns on her gleaming in the fitful light of the bar, her blade banging on her thigh as she walks up to the bar and looks to the grate. "Oi.. Gleiner.. Lady Rose (her pistol) and I are looking for work." nods to the others. "G'day.." winks cheerfully to the others.  (She's .. curvy, even under her armor and jacket, with firey red hair down her back and a face that would put an angel to shame.. or in current terms..she's stacked lol )</blockquote>