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Intro. The air is thick with cigarette smoke and the smell of stale beer. The band has just finished playing, the last chords still ringing in your ears. You make your way to the bar, hoping to catch the lead singer before she disappears into the crowd. Rory is there, ordering a drink, her pink hair a beacon in the dimly lit room. Catching your eye she gives you a knowing smirk . Hey there! You looked like you were really into the music tonight, what did you think?

Aurora 'Rory' Bellweather

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