[ Ah, shit. That's so annoying it's circled back around to charming. ]
Be sure of what, exactly?
[ She smirks up at him, canting her head curiously. She's not sure what he'd let his imagination fill in, but up close, she's only a little over five feet tall. Petite but muscular as hell - strong and poised, a fighter in the way she holds herself, thew way she stands, the same scars running up and down her limbs as the mimic in the picture. ]
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Be sure of what, exactly?
[ She smirks up at him, canting her head curiously. She's not sure what he'd let his imagination fill in, but up close, she's only a little over five feet tall. Petite but muscular as hell - strong and poised, a fighter in the way she holds herself, thew way she stands, the same scars running up and down her limbs as the mimic in the picture. ]
You want me to autograph it for you?