Grinning at the others words, she nods.
"You have my word, I will not purposely seek you out in the immediate future."
Standing up, still bowing to the other, she nods.
"Pleasure knowing you, Katana."
She turns heel, and leaves, allowing the other to chase their prey.
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To not state his name, or she does already know it .
Who knows .
' Before we depart, it would be quite unfair for me to not tell you who I am-
Katana . Incase that information was unknown . '
Feels a bit silly, can he go now . ?
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Form faltering just for a second .. almost considering it .
It almost seems trustworthy, the ideas being preached to him .
Temptation, that unease leaving .
' And if I read this, and decide against whatever your beliefs are. Will you leave me alone ? '
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Still looking down, she shakes her head, and speaks.
"No, no attempts at deceit are to be found here, we offer you asylum, escape from that hell you call home, a chance at rest and peace. We offer you self determination."
Every fiber of her vocal cords strain to produce the +
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And then Katana's gear put away as quick as he had drawn it, the threat of violence gone . It feels almost foolish to agree even slightly with Lustrina .
Taking a step back, ready to leave that much is .
Ah right . . it would be a bit rude-
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The same Blackrock symbol too, surely it didn't always look like that. Appearance altered to fit the same uniform look that place loves .
Looking down . What is he thinking , without a doubt .
' You can go and bother someone else with that nonsense . '
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Listening, a look of unease .
Unable to make gaze, head kept still though single eye stayed towards the ground .
An offer of sorts, and who does she think she is ?
Leaving one prison to go live in another, a bit funny- humorous .
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'Listening' to the others words, she knows a hook, line, and sinker is slowly being fed to the other in front of her. Allowing them to finish signing, she offers a warm smile.
"I shall answer two questions in one, I am The Herald of Change, Lustrina. I know what all seek for +
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' I am not taking part in what sounds like a cult once again, . '
Stubborn, loyal like a dog-
Someone who will just keep on going back to whoever has gained trust . A trust built on lies .
Blade drawn , pointed at Lustrina .
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How it stung, what she was saying felt true but there is refusal to acknowledge that feeling .
Calmed down so it seems- the horn glow gone .
" That is correct .
And how would you be aware of such principles ?
How would you be aware that I desire change . "
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Smiling at the other she taps a digit against her jaw. Pretending to think, still wearing a bright smile.
"Handler, yes, unless someone was nice enough to give you a voice synthesizer. Or perhaps, not a handler, but a prisoner in less physical terms?"
Her eyes move quickly +
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That voice again, saying stuff along the lines of if whoever Katana was after is taken care of .
Obviously not !
" I do not need assistance , help .
You have done enough, whoever you are- if I get the 'honor' of a name . "
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Pity . . too many times someone has spoke that to him,
Feathers beneath clothing puffed up , hand opting to stay glued to his blade .
Instead a robotic voice played in place of sign language .
" Handler, hm.
That is a way to put it . "
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Smiling at the voice, she stands unnaturally still, straight, almost like she is attempting to appear as an imposing figure over the other.
"My my, full of tricks are we, that isn't your voice, perhaps it is a handler? Tsk tsk."
Eyes moving faster than she can see, she needs +
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Desire has to do with what ? There is nothing to desire outside of what I have .
Of what I have been provided . "
Somewhere deep in a brainwashed mind, maybe the inphernal yearns for something more .
Hesitant to do something other than what he is told .
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