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forgottenspirits's prompt on Samhain in the 'astral'.
Amber stared at Christophe. He shrugged and held the dress out to her. With an eyebrow raised, she poked it with one finger, wondering why he had done something so out of character. Sighing, he put it down on the bed.
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Applying for a transfer hadn't worked. Jaya hated Amber and yet didn't want to let her go. It didn't make any sense at all. For the last six months she'd just got easy jobs that the newbies could have done, even if they didn't have any experience. She'd thought seriously about retraining as a scout but it didn't have the same appeal. All she'd ever wanted to be was a thief. That was what her father had been. Her mother didn't want her to follow in her father's footsteps because he had died during one raid. They'd last seen each other the day that Amber started training to be a thief.
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