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And here we see Neira Drake again. This time, that sweet, cheerful smile doesn't adorn her face. Instead, colorful bruises under her eyes and a split lower lip are the new adornments.
Bastards, they beat me up :smile05:
At the end of the old park, she met Revan again, just as mean as before. In fact, they had the same encounter, except this time Revan made an indecent joke at Neira Drake's expense, for which he received a handbag to the face.
Serves him right :smile04! He'll learn not to mess with me!)))
"Damn the authorities!" she shouted to someone, "How can they so shamelessly break into a private home, beat up its owner, and turn everything upside down?! And he just stood in the dark corner, watching his goons destroy my expensive furniture! He watched silently, thinking I wouldn't notice him!!!"
"Don't argue, citizens," Gur suddenly said gently, as a result of which he almost received a handbag to the face as well.
No, but why did they portray me as such an angry monster:o