originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]"Natalie Truman," the woman said in response as she shut the door of her car closed and looked to Damien, as a feeling of intrigue washed all throughout her head as she seen his eyes. She was under the assumption that they were some damn good contacts, either that or the weed was kicking in. "You?" [/i]
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[i]"Damien Lordan. Professional sleeper, drunkard, and loser... At your service."[/i] [b]He gives a mock bow, clearly amusing himself as he moved back up with a stupid grin on his face.[/b] [i]"Sometimes a smuggler. Maybe. It all depends on what I'm bored of doing."[/i]