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Date: Thursday, 8 March 2012 19:36 (UTC)
Kirby shrugged, and for a fraction of a moment, the twinkle left her eyes and her face became hard and much older than her years.
Then it was gone, and she was back to the carefree young woman she usually appeared to be.

"It's a job," she said. "One I'm good at."

She looked at Rose as if trying to gauge her reaction.

"Don't worry, girl. I only hunt my own kind."
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