(Keep moving. That was how she survived. One job after another, collect the reward and then move on. Slowing down was dangerous, and stopping entirely got you killed. Except she couldn't seem to force herself to move just yet.
The prize had been handed off and, with her pockets satisfyingly heavy, her mind had begun to wander (a dangerous thing for anybody, and moreso for people like them) to the man with that wicked smile and a skill that rivaled his ego.
When she had stopped moving she couldn't quite say, but eventually her gaze had wandered up to the sky. The moon shone brilliantly, illuminating the forest and laying bare the way the corners of her lips twitched up at the sound of his voice)
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The prize had been handed off and, with her pockets satisfyingly heavy, her mind had begun to wander (a dangerous thing for anybody, and moreso for people like them) to the man with that wicked smile and a skill that rivaled his ego.
When she had stopped moving she couldn't quite say, but eventually her gaze had wandered up to the sky. The moon shone brilliantly, illuminating the forest and laying bare the way the corners of her lips twitched up at the sound of his voice)
A lucky coincidence. (For you)