just another day - open; intro

[Keona.]

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keona sibéal ní faoláin.
the typhoon.
the blind dealer.
information.

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Odd.  Her presence seemed to move.  Fluctuate in a way that put the canine off on her location.  But she remained put.  Ears perked.  Listening quietly.  Nodding slowly.  More books were always nice... In her opinion.

To be asked of her name made her pause.  Keona found she rarely needed to specify who she was... Most everyone in the Typhoon knew her.  A dealer.  A crewmate of three years... Making her one of the oldest.  Unless someone was just... New, they often knew her.  And she them.

Still.  Her sightless gaze remained neutral as her brother arrived.  Thoughtful.  Siobhán.  She'd remember.  Odd as the situation was, nothing felt off to her...  Something felt... Right.  Perhaps she'd sensed Siobhán's presence before... She hummed softly, tilting her head.  "'m a Dealer."

"I can ask around for extra books, if you like.  Or offer you some of mine, but I'm afraid they're only in braille."

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