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Gawain Robards (sir_gawain) wrote in strugglewithin,

Gawain had moved to the corner of the bar, where his back was to the wall. He just didn't feel safe being that exposed, even with the mirror for him to watch the other patrons.

So when the slight Asian woman came in, he watched her closely. He'd already eyed the older gent who'd order a snifter of brandy and began chatting up the pretty young thing sitting at a table by herself. Gawain was pretty sure she was a working girl, but he didn't have the energy to go over and see if she'd try to chat him up. He was off duty, and for once, he was staying that way unless an emergency reared its ugly head.

This one, though, didn't look like a working girl. Prim, proper, vaguely familiar. A Chang or Li, maybe. He'd gone to school with a couple of them, and they had that same fine bone structure. Then again, there weren't all that many Asians wizards in Britain at any given time.

He sipped his drink (his third) and watched to see what she would do.