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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀loss; all that stubborn⠀loyalty
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﹙She's right there to assist. Hands stretch forward, catching the other—and scooping them up, bridal style. That wasn't entirely planned ... Saude's eyes looked down with a light smile.﹚
They’re coming back, right?
Had a feeling this would all work out.
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Eh, close enough ... I was tryin' to be nice.
﹙Saude looks down briefly. Then back to them, tilting her head.﹚
Almost evaporated on the last day, pulled you out of the pillar of light.
You were gonna die. I wasn't gonna take any chances.
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Dante! Good to see you after so long, eh?
﹙What a cheerful tone. She didn't want them gone. It was hard for her to even speak those words of death. Finally. The fight was over.﹚
Guess you ... returned to a mechanical body.
… Your face's all pale again. Why's that?
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﹙She observes. Lips parted, Saude then finally manages to grasp at her mask—managing to start pulling it off her face, like peeling off another layer from herself.
It was hard to even begin to realise it all. The things they've done together.
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———𝐒𝐍𝐔𝐁 𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏.
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Replying to @managerialsight
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One finger, then moving her whole fingers-form. No one could see the sting in her eyes. No one could see her face, anyway.﹚
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Maybe karma did exist. She was just the enemy of believing it did exist. And she'd died holding Sorrow. Her cold, dead carcass.﹚
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