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…for some reason, a random verse of a book came into her head.
She didn’t know where it was from, but it was a verse she heard a bit… It still puzzles her…
Exodus 20:13. "You shall not murder."
An odd thing to hear; however, She does believe that murders wrong.
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She’d be sitting, next to a crowd of a couple kids. Teaching them a few topics… and whenever done; they scurried off.
“ Finally.. Some alone time at the very least. “
She’d stand up and stretch a bit… no clue what to do.
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“ I practically just got here, But, I’ve been with the church themselves for 4 years… I wanted to come here though to learn how to defend myself and the children. “
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" Sorry for leaving in such a hurry those years ago... its hard to believe its been over a 4 years now... that i've been working with the church... "
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" How was everyone back at home? Is Ryan-Onee doing good? What about Ramonu? Ardan? You seriously have to tell me! "
She's still... the same childish uma, it seems, atleast around family.
" ...We gotta see if we can find mcqueen too, still. "
" McQueen-Onee... "
Until she finally spoke. But, even saying this... dober felt herself honestly tear up a bit. It would be an understatement to say she missed her sister. Hands clenched at her sides to remain ''refined'', to stop herself from going over and tackle hugging her.
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Dober was wandering the campus... honestly, she wanted something to do. she's been in her room the last few hours after all, studying and finishing assignments for the children...
" Hwah... its so nice to get out every now and then... "
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She wasn't gonna give up on her sister! even after their silly argument that, in all fairness, She started. It was her outburst that caused Mcqueen such grief. She wasn't going to let things go unsettled.
" M-... "
The words however couldn't seem to form... hesitation.
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" Remember, it will wash off with water! So dont ever feel in a panic. "
She smiled, waving at kawakami as she saw her disappear into the crowd. dober, moving the bin back down. and resting her head a bit. WAY too much social interaction so far...
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Right, this place is still a monastery, isn't it...?
Having stood up now, she gives her tattoo another look, before giving Dober a curtsy.
“Thank you very much, miss Dober. I don't want to take up more of your time, and there's so much else to see—
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" I really enjoy just... doing things! i don't like being cooped up anymore. I want to almost... spread my own wings! Y'know?
Create my own legacy. "
“I-I see.. I-it’s a nice thing you do this Dober..”
Bright weakly smiled at Dober as she sat down in another chair beside her..
“U-Um.. I-I had a stall open myself.. but I’m already sold out now..”
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Mejiro Dober was relaxing on a nearby couch, exhausted… Who knew everyone in the academy can even give tiny children competition for how much management they needed…
“ Hwuff… finally… a break… “
She’d pull out a book. And put on her reading glasses…