𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐋-𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃

Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴏᴇs ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʜɪs ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ, I ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ? Tʀᴏᴜʙʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs, ᴍʏ ʟᴀᴅs. Tʀᴏᴜʙʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs, ɪɴᴅᴇᴇᴅ.”

– Vᴏʟᴋ, Sᴛᴏᴋᴇʀ’s Gᴜɪʟᴅ sᴄɪᴏɴ

“I ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ’s ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪs ᴡᴏʀɴ ᴏɴ ʜɪs sʟᴇᴇᴠᴇ. Wᴇʟʟ, ɪᴛ ᴀɪɴ’ᴛ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ ʙʏ ᴍʏ ʀᴇᴄᴋᴏɴɪɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ. Mᴇɴ ɪs ᴇᴀsʏ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ. Tʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ sʜᴏᴡs ᴀʟʟ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀᴄᴇ. Iᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sʟᴀɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡᴀʟᴋ. Mᴇɴ ɪs ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪɴɢs, ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴀɴᴅ sɪᴍᴘʟᴇ.

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animation is fucking time consuming what can i say

snot

Gonna make a complex edit for this account as a new pinned, but it’s gonna take days of work, so enjoy current pinned for now (its fine for what it is)

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LIKE to JOIN / RT to SPREAD!

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EVEN 𝙄𝙁 THAT 𝑴𝑬𝑨𝑵𝑺 : E̲V̲E̲R̲Y̲
SINGLE 𝙷͟𝚄͟𝙽͟𝚃͟𝙴͟𝚁͟ IN THE 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃
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It seems like you need some help, then.

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“ 𝖠𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗇. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾. 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾. ”
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𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓈
𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔? 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝑔𝑜𝓉𝓉𝒶
𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓃 𝒾𝓉. 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝑔𝑜𝓉𝓉𝒶 𝓈𝒶𝒸𝓇𝒾𝒻𝒾𝒸𝑒.

#𝐌𝐕𝐑𝐏’𝐬 Teenage Witch
𝗦𝗮𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗺𝗮𝗻

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“ 𝖧𝖺! 𝖢𝗈𝗈𝗅? 𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖽. 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾! ”

Looks like the deal is on.
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“ 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝖽𝗈! 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖽, 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗍 𝖨’𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗇. 𝖨𝗍’𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗒 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽. 𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽! ”

She was a lot goofier when her guard was down.
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“ 𝖠𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝖨 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗍. 𝖨’𝗆 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍. ”
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“ 𝖶𝗁𝗈, 𝗆𝖾? 𝖨’𝗆 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝖡𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋’𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝗌, 𝗌𝗈 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇’ 𝗇𝖾𝗐. ”
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“ 𝖢𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇’ 𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇’ 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌. 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝖾, 𝖱𝖾𝖽? ”

She places a few coins in Laetitia’s hand.

“ 𝖧𝖾𝗋𝖾. 𝖦𝗈 𝖻𝗎𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾. 𝖭𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖺𝗂𝗇’𝗍 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾. ”
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“ 𝖥𝗅𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅? 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾. 𝖦𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍, 𝗆𝖺𝗇. ”

They really were swapping war stories. She seemed to like the alcohol. She had a famously high tolerance for even the hard stuff.
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“ 𝖨 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗆𝖾. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗒, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌. ”
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"𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖨'𝖽 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖽. 𝖠 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅."

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She reaches over and grasps the treat. She’s never heard of it before. She wasn’t too worried. This woman seemed nice, and she wasn’t sure poison could even kill her at this point. She takes a bite and hums appreciatively. It was pretty good!
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“ …𝘈 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴. ”

…She didn’t seem like she was joking. She sniffs the flask and takes a swig.
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“ 𝖲𝗎𝗋𝖾. 𝖭𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍? 𝖨 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽-𝗎𝗉 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇. 𝖦𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒. ”
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“ …𝖠𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝖨𝗍’𝗌 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗅. 𝖨𝖿 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗌, 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇, 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗅𝗍𝗌. 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁. ”

She didn’t look too worried about what the favors would be.

“ 𝖭𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾, 𝗅𝖺𝖽𝗒. ”
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“ …𝖠𝗁, 𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗈, 𝗁𝗎𝗁? ”

She lets a jet of smoke billow between her teeth.

“ 𝖮𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌? 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗌. 𝖨’𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗅𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝖿 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖨 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝗀𝗈. ”
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She grasps the object in her palm, with a somewhat hesitant look.

“ …𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗌? 𝖨’𝗏𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗍𝗌. 𝖨𝖿 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇’ 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 ‘𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗋𝗉𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾’, 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌… ”
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“ 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝖾𝖿, 𝗁𝗎𝗁? ”

Her arm instinctually checked her coin purse before stopping halfway.

“ 𝖲𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒, 𝗁𝖾𝗁. 𝖥𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗍. ”
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“ 𝖭𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝖾’𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇’! 𝖡𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍! ”

She settles into a nearby seat and gets comfortable.

“ 𝖨 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝖻𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗄. 𝖤𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾… 𝗈𝗇𝖾. ”
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“ ˢᵗʳⁱᵛᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ⁱⁿ ˡⁱᶠᵉ? ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ᵗʰⁱˢ, ʰᵃʳᵛᵃʳᵈ? ”

She leans back and scratches the back of her short hair her biological arm.

“ 𝖴𝗁𝗁… 𝖨’𝗆 𝖠𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗇, 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝗀𝗎𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨’𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋. ”
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“ 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍. 𝖲𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝗉𝖺𝗅. 𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀. ”
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“ …𝖡𝗅𝗎𝖾 𝖣𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖻. 𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾. ”

She flashes the woman a grin… that was supposed to look normal, but she had a hard time not looking… manic.

“ 𝖭𝖺𝗆𝖾’𝗌 𝖠𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗇. 𝖭𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖺, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳. ”
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“ …𝖸𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗅. ”

She gently reaches into the sleeve of her coat. Several leather swips and metal clicks were heard, and she pulls off her prosthetic gauntlet, leaving a stump where it was. She places the limb on the counter.

“ 𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗅𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗅? ”
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She was in this woman’s shop, taking a look around.

“ 𝖲𝗈, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗅𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾? 𝖢𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗌? ”
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