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Chapter One: The Meeting Rinoa stares into the mirror. Brush in hand; she works the tangles out of her hair. She sighs as she places the brush on the vanity and picks up her makeup container. She pulls out her eye shadow, foundation, mascara, blush, and lip gloss. She works diligently, putting the make up on in a professional manner. She doesn’t look at her work until she is completely finished; she prefers to allow her mood to control the colors on her face. She looks up. Her dark eyes shine back at her. The dark make up affects her gaze, making it penetrating. She smiles at her work and puts the make up away. She stares at her reflec