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Grace of House Aureolus The word on the street is that she's one tough cookie. She's Sabine’s steel fist in a velvet glove, or in this case, perhaps a synthetic suede glove. Full of professional style, and either heartless cold determination or else tightly bottled homicidal rage. It’s hard to tell which. Either way, Grace is one very good reason not to anger Sabine. Or, actually, to cause Sabine any indirect difficulty or impugn her behind her back in any way. We like Sabine. Sabine is good. When questioned about the upcoming meeting of our kind in April, Grace has this to say... "Don't fuck with me. Don't fuck with my House. Behave yourselves and we'll all get along fine... and you may even survive the weekend." |
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