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Nimah casually ran her fingers along the grimy mix of currency she had collected from her client — a hodgepodge collection of rough pieces of gold and antique coins — feeling their contours and mulling over whether or not they were counterfeit. They seemed genuine enough; he probably drudged it from the acid sea before she came or perhaps had it on his person before being swallowed. Regardless, it was more than enough to get herself a proper meal. She had almost ignored the man in her contemplation, glancing up and flashing him a dull smile."Ahem.", Taiga announced his presence while standing by the entrance of the storage room.
"You're done doing business yet? The others are looking for us."
"There ain't'a reason for me to be on call, lest we leavin'." She said plainly. "Somethin' happen?"
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