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[Twinwolf]

Wynne had been a bit preoccupied with the fight - she had hardly noticed anything off until the opposing swordswoman lunged forward and grabbed her collar,
 too close for Wynne's spear to be of use. She was about to kick - why in the hell did she stop - before taking a second look. She... did look familiar, didn't she? Just groom the hair a bit and brighten it a little, maybe take out a gallon of noble entitlement and prissiness...

"What in ta hell..." Wynne didn't drop her spear. She wasn't quite as confident as the other woman seemed to be that the fight was over. That said... "I should be askin' you that lady!"

[SOLDIER First]

"Does this mean you're going to stop trying to kill us now? Please tell me this means you're going to stop trying to kill us now."

[SeriousConcentrate]

  "Well, if you're not going to fight us, can you give me about ten minutes alone with Santero and some rope?"

Dale drew his skinning knife from his boot and twirled it around his fingers.

  "Because I need to teach that boy a few lessons about respect, know what I mean?"

[SOLDIER First]

"...Let me help. An eye for an eye, as they say. Right?"

"He could learn some things about humility, too."

[SeriousConcentrate]

  "Sure. See, like I said. A healer is always a good thing to have around."

[Blade Master Model 42]

"Peace, Dale. Everyone standing up right now might be able to walk away from this. Let's not waste the opportunity." He looked at Wynne and the other woman. They did look similar, though Wynne's face, to him, seemed gentler, and somewhat more attractive.

[SeriousConcentrate]

  "Ah, but see. I spared him once before, and this is how, he repays, my kindness. So... maybe I don't want him walking away."

For a moment, his drawl had gotten more exaggerated again... then the mood seemed to pass. He spun his knife again and sheathed it, then threw a wink at Santero.

  "Ol' Dale is going to let you go a second time, I guess. But, look here. If he sees you a third time, you won't be seeing anything ever again. Know what I mean?"

[Blade Master Model 42]

"Fair enough, I suppose."

[SOLDIER First]

"Eric, if I told you right now that I honestly believed this is somehow going to end up with us going our separate ways, I would be lying straight through my teeth. I actually think it's more likely for Ava to plant a wet one on my cheek, or Gilbert to get literally any woman to accept his advances, then for these assholes to let us leave without more fighting."

[Blade Master Model 42]

"Oh come on, that's not fair to the bear. He's a nice enough guy, even if he comes on strong and is... very singular."

[SOLDIER First]

"Flattery can only get you so far."

[Swordstar]

Sea blinked in confusion, moving forward to stare closely at the two women before reaching out and poking them both on the cheek. Shaking her head, she pointed out what seemed to be obvious to everyone else,

"You two look the same... Are you twins? Wynne, why didn't you mention you had a twin?"

[Caellath]

Standing behind Wynne when both Santero and the lady charged her, Drest had his tome out and was about to blast one of them when something unexpected happened. Something interesting. He noticed Victoria's face, and she noticed Wynne's. This was promising.

"Ohoh. This is curious."

[Chevaleresse]

"I still don't think we're gonna get let off the hook. Maybe she's alright, but not us." She shook her head. "People finding new sisters by accident, and I still can't find mine. . ."

[SOLDIER First]

"You have a sister? I thought you grew up... in the streets."

"[...] As for what I'm doin' with the money... Well, it's not going to my family, that's fir damn sure."

". . . Ohhh, right."