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( unlike their last, this request prompts hesitation. it isn't out of mistrust or a need to hide, when sifting through pages for possibilities. for reason. )
are you looking for something .ᐣ
( that's not to say she's opposed. )
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( Gaze fixated on her dark hands, thinking back on what she said. How she took and gave to the abyss. yet. . . )
. . . No, sorry, I should have worded myself better.
I meant let me see your entire arms, please? Need help taking off your suit? 💞 ( A giggle, head tilt. )
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'i'm sorry i can't make you proud of me.' so, that subtle dejected expression did have a voice after all. words settle inside, heavy as a bucket of saturated silt.
“ aurelius. ”
spoken not as stern as the knave. not as strict and unfeeling as the father of the hearth.
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@carnagecaritas ㅤ
( watch as "dogs" handover their baggage. ink––stained digits sink slightly to weight, then curl ‘round handles; in the next blink, they're gone. as if taken by away the wind. )
quick. dependable. competent. ⟣
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