βThat is what they would like us to think. I wish to believe that we have the... good chemistry to achieve it. Something a test would not notice.β
[ It didn't matter. That realization is enough to get her to smile. ]
βAs it does with everything I have lived through?β
[ The way the substance twisted and turned within itself was pretty, yet sinister. Its surface-level beauty hid a terrible intention, praying on those fooled or forced. A glare from the octoling. ]
βSomehow.β
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[ Their mental link was so strong that one couldn't help but wonder if it was manufactured like the goop that lay before them. How artificial were the pair that was linked?
Looking at Three... the answer was clearer than the sky the day she emerged from the metro. ]
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@HYPERFRESHHH βMiss Marina... I am well. Thank you very much for asking.β
She waves back, octo see octo do.
βI have not seen you since the excitement of the grandest festival. I apologize for not fighting hard enough for the present.β
π€: Eight muse comes and goes in bursts. I feel bad when I can easily push out all kinds of replies on Callie but I have to work up motivation for a small interaction with Eight
βThis understanding beyond consciousness... have you thought about why it occurs as well?β
Taking a step away from the fuzz, then assuming a crouch.
βFour and I... we are good friends. But their thinking is their own. Neo is unpredictable.
So why us? It keeps me up at night.β
[ Eyes flick over to their next destination, moving in sync with the captain to get this fuzz out of the way. ]
β...Do you think about it?β
[ A vague question, the usual from her, hung in the air as they lowered the clump to the fake snow-covered ground. ]
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