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chacal wanted to hear the other details. mireille let out an embarrassed little laugh, but the sensation quickly passed, as she knew she could tell her sister anything.
"let me t'ink. let me count. first him. den i met a man who wanted to play games wid me. i left him t'ere," mireille declared, "an' i made de t'ird man worship me." her grin was lazy, hazed with remembering. "i chased him off. i chased de firs' man away." a sigh. "den i met someone who was bot'. or not either. totoro, de name. dey were kind to me; it was different wid dem."
the obsidian fell silent, crimson face becoming somber. "i foun' de man you chose. we fought until i must run."
mireille was not ashamed of it, though she paused in case chacal had something to say in that regard. "i wanted to find where he lived. ano'ter time." maybe.
"i met a fourt' man beside a lake. he knew what to do, how to touch." she smirked at the memory. "a fifth in de mountains, surrounded by women but he saw only me."
and the sixth; val; unspoken.
mireille looked to chacal now, wondering, amused by her own antics.