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why are you so upset anyway? it's not like our marriage really meant anything. you just wanted to sneak into my family, using my last name.
( they are avoiding looking her in the eyes. the red of her irises seems intimidating. )
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( she did seem a bit more affected than they expected, but couldn't understand why. wasn't she only involved in the "fairfax" nuances for her own personal gain? more wealth? to get closer to the industries and to maximilian? )
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It was somewhat always an annoyance when it came to her . No matter how much the other hid , there was something to always point out . It was always their dynamic , their style growing up with their families' intertwined .
And even now , staring at them , she could tell they
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( if so, why can pocket only see someone who's hurt? was she lying to get pity? oh, how filthy she was ... )
( "the nights were so difficult, mina..." is what they wanted to say, but the words wouldn't come out. )
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burying their face in the high collar of their overcoat, hoping to go unnoticed. )
( but she notices everything, doesn’t she? )
mina, please. can we just ... 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬?
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( their eyes, on the other hand, darted. frantically from side to side, searching for signs of anger in her posture. how long had it been since they last saw her? four or five years? )
( them seemed even more nervous,
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A mixture of silence and disbelief fell upon the blood tinted lips . Eyes , whether they were filled with rage , shock , horror , longing , whatever denial she could cover up with her nails ; kept its stare on @notafairfax .
ㅤ❛ Y一 ... ❜
Even her voice went into its own +
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well, yeah ...
i can handle this whole thing of being the tadpole to you guys.
( krill manages to make pocket laugh. in the end, as they looked at that little being clinging to the other, they remembered that
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"Pocket, you're always our tadpole. Comes with the whole 'being our kid' thing." Krill jokes. He settled in the crook of Mo's arm, legs bowed as usual, and he sighs quietly.
"... You know you'll always have a place with Mo and I, right?"
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being alone wasn’t all that pleasant. )
( if it were, they never would have met them. )
( then, they draw near. their eyes silently ask for a hug, just as they used to do throughout all those years hiding with mo and krill. )
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eles passam pela metamorfose e vivem sozinhos; fiéis apenas a si mesmos, pelo resto de suas vidas.
( criou coragem para olhá-lo diretamente outra vez. os olhos de pocket parecem profundamente cansados. )
viver solitário é agradável.
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são criaturas bem independentes. a única fase que precisam de um coletivo, é quando ainda filhotes. o cardume os mantém vivos, como uma família.
mas, depois, a vida continua.
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Hmm ... Curioso! Eu nunca vi alguém dizer isso, o que te encanta tanto neles?
[ O boticário abaixou próximo a margem, vendo as criaturinhas um pouco mais de perto, há tempos não contemplava um bichinho tão de perto. ]
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they need others to survive. it’s as if... they were family.
( "family"... )
( looking at mo and krill warms pocket’s chest. they seem grateful, after all, to see them as 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆. )
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( they seem to be reflecting on what was said. a smile remains on their face, as if they were handing a trophy to mo and krill. perhaps they truly were. )
tadpoles live in groups, they are not solitary creatures.
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They say that, they act like that, that they can only ever be alone..,
and yet, who joins them but the ones they call family? Mo and Krill, who've done nothing but donate their time and energy to help Pocket survive in the side of the world that hates them?
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isn’t it just ... 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘨?
they spend better part of their lives alone, after the metamorphosis. it’s as if they find peace within themselves—they don’t need anyone else, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦.
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Mo's not too far away. He can't really see the frogs, but he's enjoying spending time with Pocket - as is Krill, who's leaning so far over he almost falls off Mo's shoulder.
They're just happy to spend time with Pocket.