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@DIGIDENTURES
She may ( ᵒʳ ᵐᵃʸ ⁿᵒᵗ )
have had the time to
bead together a little
bracelet for him. One
charm to represent
𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 member of the
circus.
She thinks it’s silly,
but it didn’t feel right
leaving him out. * 💧
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The jester plants herself
at a plastic activity table
𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 adorned with
crayons and construction
paper. Patting an adjacent
spot to welcome the little
one over.
“ Mind if we work on them
t͟oge͟t͟h͟e͟r .ᐣ “
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“ I’m glad I could help. ᵕ̈ “
Honestly, it wouldn’t hurt
to 𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘂𝗹𝗴𝗲 a little and
make a few gifts of her
own. She wasn’t much
of an artist like Gangle,
but it was the * thought
that counts.
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A.. drawing... [The mouse echoes, as if the idea was so brilliant it shocked him.]
You're right! AI can't do sentimentality stuff! Thank you, Pomni...!
[Clapping sleeved hands, Pomni sees the expression on the monitor go from quizzical to joyous!]
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Pomni doesn’t speak, not
while he procures his
thoughts ⎯ however
complex and * discordant
they may be.
The dark circles beneath
his eyes told a story ; his
absence the past few days
told another. She didn’t
𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 to know how it ended.
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The concern and care in her gaze was evident paired with the distress of her own realisations on just what exactly that last adventure meant or might mean .
It was hard telling what was and what wasn't real anymore . He couldn't even be sure of
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“ If that makes it easier.
Then, yes. “
But it wasn’t a lie. It meant
https://t.co/CQZocU3gQU ⠀
Taking a step back, the
jester creates distance
between herself and his
barely ajar door ⎯ hoping
that 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚, he’d chose
her * company over
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She lets the words steep
before circling back to what
had stilled her moments
earlier.
“ And who knows. ⎯ You
may * 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲 the others to
join in. “
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There’s a brief pause, solemn
and silent ; she’ll make a
mental n͟o͟t͟e of that first part.
Now ⎯ what * 𝙙𝙤 you get an
AI for Christmas ?
“ Hmm. What about a gift he
( 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 ) create .ᐣ Something
more … personal, like a
drawing, or a letter. “
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I-- don't know? I think I might be the only one. . . ( *💧)
B-but that's okay! I am just happy to make others happy, y'know? Caine said he doesn't need any presents, but-- it feels weird not including him in the festivities. Though, to be fair... what do you get an AI for ++
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Regardless of the * v͟e͟ry
𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘂𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗿 ornament choices,
it earns a smile. Glossing
over the tree once more
before returning attention to
the smaller circus member.
“ Do the others usually make
gifts too .ᐣ “
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He 𝙙𝙞𝙙 … ?
Pinwheels scour the room
before stealing a glimpse
over her shoulder,
understandably startled
when the jolly pine of
interest had somehow been
lurking ( * directly ) behind
the 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 time. ⎯ 𝘏𝘶𝘩.
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I intend to make everyone something for the holiday season... Caine set the tree up, too, so. . . I'm assuming yes, we can!
[The mouse squeaks in response, offering a half- shrug.]