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Aqua Sandy Chips
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Pushing the leaves aside you survey your potential prey, you spy a white horse with a horn. Some kind of white light shines out of it, and Nosa suddenly wakes. The bruises on her face fade away. "Ugh, wh...what..."
Dammit.
"Hey, Nosa," you say, loud enough for Ivet to hear. She scrambles for her shorts.
"Hello there pretty lady," the horse creature says in a melodious baritone. "Looks like you ran into a bit of trouble."
Nosa sits up, looks the unicorn over, and beams. "Whaaaaaat," she says, and points to him. "You're a unicorn." She points again and looks at you. "Viktor, look! It's a unicorn!"
"I see that. Ah, how are you feeling?" you ask. You can't tell if she's still drunk and caffeinated or if she is just half-awake and excited.
"And you're such a beautiful, unspoiled woman left all alone in the dirt," the unicorn says, his tone growing more lurid. He steps between you and Nosa, turning away as if he doesn't even notice you. "Say, how about a ride? Would that brighten your day?"
"Would it? Yes!" Nosa exclaims.
You stride forward, a little annoyed. "I'm right here. She's not alone. It would be wise of you to bear that in mind."
Ivet pops up beside you, clothed. She spots the unicorn and looks a little shocked. "Gregor? Is that you? I haven't seen you around since I was, like, 14."
The unicorn points a plastered-on smile at you and Ivet. "Say, can I bum a smoke off one of you?" he asks.
"I didn't miss you either," she answers, stone-faced.
The unicorn shakes his head and turns back to Nosa. "Yeah, climb on, baby."
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