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Myra couldn’t help but be partially intrigued with this “Doc†fellow. His rambling revealed to her a rather surprising intellect but equally terrible social skills. She took a sip from her drink and continued observing in silence. She noticed Ora still speaking in semi-hushed tones with Whiskeyjack. The hyur should have been curious as to what they were talking about but she realized she wasn’t. The roegadyn, while slightly annoying due to his booming voice and extrovert personality, was clearly no threat to her.
She wouldn’t admit it but Myra was becoming rather bored quickly. She decided to wait for some of the others to leave first for fear that one or more would try to stalk her or something of that manner. Paranoia once again, though she felt it was completely justified due to her past predicament. Thus, the woman rested her head against her hand and simply continued to watch the patrons of the bar.
She wouldn’t admit it but Myra was becoming rather bored quickly. She decided to wait for some of the others to leave first for fear that one or more would try to stalk her or something of that manner. Paranoia once again, though she felt it was completely justified due to her past predicament. Thus, the woman rested her head against her hand and simply continued to watch the patrons of the bar.