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Salem returned the smile and followed along. "That's okay. I have brothers that are the same fashion. They hardly ever smile. Great, thank you. I really appreciate this. So... How long have you lived here?"

“Ah, I see then! Apologies. I’m more of a – nevermind. I’ll take you up on that offer. I kind of…pack a lot.”

Salem shrugged as if him carrying so many weapons wasn’t all that big of a deal. He didn’t even have a knapsack or backpack for any of it. They were all just casually strapped to his body.

“And I treat them like my babies, so as long as they aren’t destroyed then giving them up temporarily is a sacrifice I’m willing to make. Where is your home? How many live with you? Sorry. I suppose it’s obvious that I find pleasure in asking questions.”

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“What? I mean... What?” It's not the fact that she's allowed things most others aren't. It's something else entirely that has the blonde Frumentarius in the deepest of disbelief. 

“You're married? Okay, I lied! You do look like ridiculously young! How old are you?”

Anneia takes a few bites while Salem is speaking. She waits until the entire bite is chewed and swallowed before answering.

“Ive earned my right to fight and train for the Legion. As long as I do what im supposed to do on the inside, and as long as I dont brag too much, I’m good. My husband takes me with him most of the time, so thats how I get the many different jobs. I do whatever I’m told and I do it well.”

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It takes a lot to surprise Salem. This being categorized beneath one of the said 'lot.’ He doesn't move from the spot but does glance beneath the table at the woman’s familiar legs.

 "I knew it!” The Frumentarius grows a little too excited. “Obviously I didn't know you were a woman, but the shapes of your legs -- suspicious. I have seem a lot of men but not with legs like those. And no, you definitely do not like 13. Perhaps 14 or -- don't give me that look! I'm only joking.”

Like a switch, Salem’s emotions shift once more, “Wait, no! This is terribleness in a nutshell! What do you think you're doing like that!? ”

“This is absolute torture to a curious mind, you know.” Salem’s expression shifts to exasperation and then defeat. But the defeat won’t last long. A very headstrong man Salem is; if he doesn’t get his way that’s okay. He’ll keep trying.

“Salem Perrish. Are you perhaps associated with another of the Frumentarii rank? I’m sure I’ve seen you around. It’s why I was drawn to questioning you.”

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"This is absolute torture to a curious mind, you know." Salem's expression shifts to exasperation and then defeat. But the defeat won't last long. A very headstrong man Salem is; if he doesn't get his way that's okay. He'll keep trying.

"Salem Perrish. Are you perhaps associated with another of the Frumentarii rank? I'm sure I've seen you around. It's why I was drawn to questioning you."

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"Ah, I see then! Apologies. I'm more of a -- nevermind. I'll take you up on that offer. I kind of...pack a lot."

Salem shrugged as if him carrying so many weapons wasn't all that big of a deal. He didn't even have a knapsack or backpack for any of it. They were all just casually strapped to his body.

"And I treat them like my babies, so as long as they aren't destroyed then giving them up temporarily is a sacrifice I'm willing to make. Where is your home? How many live with you? Sorry. I suppose it's obvious that I find pleasure in asking questions."

The one thing Salem forgot to bring was caps. Of course. He had a pouch of denari and gold on him currently. But no caps. Salem smiled sheepishly as he looked upon the small woman. “Crap. I don’t currently have any on me. I don’t want to have to take any from you. Ah….Do you know anyone hiring around here?”

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"Oh." Salem looks as disappointed as he feels. He'd hoped the other would divulge information but that doesn't seem to be the case.

"Nice to meet you. So...Too many? Explain."

Salem’s neck cranes as he peers at the other with curiosity. “A lot of things? Like what? What’s your name?”

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Salem's neck cranes as he peers at the other with curiosity. "A lot of things? Like what? What's your name?"

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"Have you even hit puberty yet?" He teases, and returns to standing. "I am just kidding. I've seen your training. You aren't a bad recruit. Wait. Are you a recruit?"

@anneia Salem’s eyes scan the recruit’s form. His arms are crossed, his head tilted at the slightest of angles to indicate his curiosity. “Wow. You sure do have…shapely legs….for a man….”

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The one thing Salem forgot to bring was caps. Of course. He had a pouch of denari and gold on him currently. But no caps. Salem smiled sheepishly as he looked upon the small woman. "Crap. I don't currently have any on me. I don't want to have to take any from you. Ah....Do you know anyone hiring around here?"

Salem nodded but followed with verbally, “Yes. I’m new here.” He’d been sent to scope it out and having never been even close to Vegas, he wasn’t at all familiar with the surrounding area. He supposed it was best if he didn’t make himself look suspicious.

“Do you know if there is any available place to stay for the night?”

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Salem nodded but followed with verbally, "Yes. I'm new here." He'd been sent to scope it out and having never been even close to Vegas, he wasn't at all familiar with the surrounding area. He supposed it was best if he didn't make himself look suspicious.

"Do you know if there is any available place to stay for the night?"

@wastelandlosers The Frumentarius is camped out in an empty wreck of a building in Freeside when he sees the small woman. His eyes follow her timid steps briefly before he emerges and steps in her way.

“Oh, hello. Come here often?”

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Salem, completely fixated on this subject, is now crouching with his arms crossed next to Anneia. His spends a moment just examining the shape of the legs. His finger jabs at the calves after a few minutes.

"How can you stand with such thin things? How old are you, like 13? You are tiny."

@anneia Salem’s eyes scan the recruit’s form. His arms are crossed, his head tilted at the slightest of angles to indicate his curiosity. “Wow. You sure do have…shapely legs….for a man….”

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Living with Extroverts

Extrovert: *comes home from work* Hello friend! *turns on all the lights* How was your day? *turns on the TV* What did you do today? *blasts the radio* My day was pretty good *opens all the windows* A bit tired though *clatters around in the kitchen* Don't mind me I like a little background noise =)

Introvert: oh my god

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@anneia Salem's eyes scan the recruit's form. His arms are crossed, his head tilted at the slightest of angles to indicate his curiosity. "Wow. You sure do have...shapely legs....for a man...."

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@wastelandlosers The Frumentarius is camped out in an empty wreck of a building in Freeside when he sees the small woman. His eyes follow her timid steps briefly before he emerges and steps in her way.

“Oh, hello. Come here often?”

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