Date: 2020-08-08 09:08 pm (UTC)
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"I'm told some of them are better than others, but they do have a certain look about them," Ibani agrees.

She likes the feeling of being close like this with Ben, enjoys seeing him grin. "There's one down the way called the Red Lantern." It is, in fact, the same place that will be Jerlaeson's.

The exterior looks like someone went wild with neon and the place is crowded with all kinds of people of all kinds of species. It is the kind of place that gives the impression that Bar fights are more a 'when' proposition than an 'if' one.

As they weave their way through the crowds, Ibani attracts the attention of one particularly drunk group of what are almost certainly pirates. "Hey, Granny!" One of them yells. Then, well, the proposition they make is both crude and anatomically impossible.

Ibani gives them a very concise rude hand gesture in return and moves on past them. "Young people these days," she quips to Ben. "At least get the anatomy right."

The indoor lighting makes her hair look nearly solid silver, almost metallic.
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