[Ginia doesn't buy the disappointment for a second. Jury is out on the name, but it doesn't matter. She settles back onto her side of the booth, still keeps her knife in reach just in case. She lifts a shot, gives Vandii's statement a considering shrug.]
Plenty of humans named Jack or Charles.
[She downs the shot straight without flinching. It's a good burn. Coffee and chocolate are rare imports, but alcohol lives on forever. There would probably be a lot more fighting if the city was a dry one.]
Vadii Rabaaq, the not-planet killer, who are you?
[Really, amuse her. Ginia expects lies because she knows she'll give lies if asked the same. But sometimes truth exists in lines too, so might as well pay attention. She's here already, might as well pass more time.]
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Plenty of humans named Jack or Charles.
[She downs the shot straight without flinching. It's a good burn. Coffee and chocolate are rare imports, but alcohol lives on forever. There would probably be a lot more fighting if the city was a dry one.]
Vadii Rabaaq, the not-planet killer, who are you?
[Really, amuse her. Ginia expects lies because she knows she'll give lies if asked the same. But sometimes truth exists in lines too, so might as well pay attention. She's here already, might as well pass more time.]