“I almost don’t want to ask where on earth you heard such things.” He could hazard a guess, and probably be right. And yet… At this point I think I prefer peacock, is the momentary thought that comes to mind. Granted, he is most definitely all of those things but it almost sounds… somehow crude, coming from these two.
❝ On my part, I did not ‘hear’ these things from anyone? These are just traits I have observed from you. I found it fitting to pay respect where it is due. ❞ Raskreia glanced at Frankenstein, with his seemingly despondent reaction, and then at Takeo, who paid the compliments along with her. Sure, she would have used different words in Lukedonian, but it translated to Korean like this, didn’t it? ❝ Are these words unsatisfactory for you? Hmm… Takeo, do you know of other words then? ❞ Frankenstein was greedy, wasn’t he…
『 WAS THIS REALLY NOT ENOUGH? 』 Well, he supposed he couldn’t say no to their houseowner, especially when Frankenstein went to such measures to care for them and to protect them. He had been unsure of the compliments at first, but with Raskreia backing him up like this...
❝ Ah. If I had to think of something suitable for Frankenstein... ❞ All that he had said had been the bulk of his vocabulary. Usually, he would take a while to highlight all Frankenstein’s individual traits, perhaps bring out his best features, but that was a more timely process. And if Raskreia wanted a few short words?
❝ ... sexy beast. Frankenstein’s a real sexy beast. And -- ❞ Ah, there it was, his memory was coming back with a few more, ❝ mostdefinitely a hot daddy. ❞
A compliment towards their favourite houseowner, and even from the Lord herself. Then, was this time to express gratitude to Frankenstein with kind words? Naturally, Takeo should join in as well.
❝ Right. Boss is such a hunk... super macho, a total babe magnet. ❞
It was all said with quite the serious nod... and, of course, loud enough for Frankenstein to hear.
Shopping? She had recently learned about shopping; what a relief that she was not too unfamiliar with what he was talking about. Still, when he mentioned pink being a color that might suit her, she cannot help but arch an eyebrow in curiosity. Raskreia stood still when he started to paint, but she decided to voice her slight apprehension.
❝ I have only worn black as a main color. The only time I have worn otherwise is when I borrowed the look of the school uniform. ❞ Even then, it was unsettling; white was the color of the Union. Raskreia glanced at her current attire; her golden cravat tucked neatly into the collar of her black coat, adorned with additional golden lines… one leg crossed over the other, dressed in dark grey pants. Indeed, having a change in color scheme would be daunting indeed. ❝ I am uncertain as to how other colors would look. However, if you suggest to give it a try, I do not mind accompanying you on this shopping trip. Perhaps on my next visit to this world then. I will send a message to Seira so that you may prepare in advance. If there is a certain time for these promotions, however, then I do not mind having you send me a message instead. As you may have guessed… I am not too familiar with these human customs. ❞
Then she nodded. ❝ I find it strange to purchase clothing when I can imitate it with my power… however, it would be discrediting the humans that designed them. For that, I suppose it is only fair to give them what they deserve. ❞ The currency in Korea was different from what she was used to seeing, of course… however, if she wanted to buy something, she asked Gejutel for assistance ( and then he likely asked Frankenstein… ).
❝ Cats…? Hmm… ❞ Raskreia contemplated the answer briefly, attempting to recall the last time she met a cat. ❝ They are versatile creatures who are capable of surviving in many types of conditions. I commend their strength and adaptability, though the majority of them could serve to improve amiability towards those they do not know. ❞
Hm... yes, he remembered the time that she came to visit the school in their uniform. Raskreia seemed to consider her own clothing closely when he mentioned it. Hopefully, he wasn’t coming off as pushy. But since it looked like she was open about it, and curious, they would go at her pace and do what she preferred most.
❝ Nobility are used to darker colours, right? The white must have been a big change. We can always look at more neutral colours before you try brighter shades. And they also have rooms where you can try on clothes and see how they look before you buy them, so you’ll have plenty of chances to find something that suits your style. ❞
What she said next was something he hadn’t taken into account, though. Ah... right. She could make her own clothes with her powers. The realisation was somewhat disheartening, and he just managed to hold back the dejected frown that almost reached his expression. That made sense, really, when he thought about it... would it be a bother for her to visit these clothing stores and buy all these products when she could easily imitate the clothes with a glance?
Well — at least there was the experience! He could always pay for Raskreia, too, since it would be more trouble for her. Since she would have to come back herself, and take the time from her own duties... ❝ Promotions are scheduled, but it’s easy for me to figure out when ahead of time. I could let you know, if you wouldn’t mind having to come back. Did Frankenstein give you a phone? Though, it might be crowded... you might want to try going during quieter days the first time? We can go whenever you next visit. ❞ It was her choice, but whatever made her the most comfortable was the best way to go.
❝ Ah... ❞ That... was not an answer he expected. Still, he didn’t want to hurt her feelings and put aside what she had said completely. ❝ They are, aren’t they? Have you met Taotao? As the name suggests, he’s Tao’s kitten. Or at least, Tao claims ownership of him. ❞
While they were preoccupied with the conversation, he managed to put the final touches on her nails, finishing it all off with a clear topcoat. ❝ I asked because I hoped you’d be all right with that design. How do you like it...?❞
『 ❝ YOU KNOW I WOULDN’T EVER. ❞ 』 Takeo wouldn’t even think of it.
M-21 had been so loud that Takeo had heard him from across the hall... it was incredibly worrying. What had 21 been dreaming of to have screamed like that? There was no way that Takeo was going to let something like this slip his notice, and much less laugh when he heard the reasons for it.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, slowly so that he wouldn’t startle M-21, and turned to give M-21 his full attention. He was always best at listening, even if he didn’t know what else he could do in a situation like this. He just hoped that it would be enough to help — he could try other things. It wasn’t as if he didn’t want to do more, desperately, but in the end it always seemed to be Frankenstein who knew right away what to say or do. Maybe Takeo just wasn’t good at it...
Still, Takeo would try his best, and especially for someone so dear to him.
❝ ... That’s... ❞A terrifying thought. Hurting the ones you loved... Takeo understood it too well. With everything that M-21 had been going through lately, all these new transformations and developments, of course such rapid and drastic change could bring countless worries and fears with it.❝ Tao is in his workroom. I’m right here — you’re fine, M. ❞
He reached out to place a comforting hand to M’s back, then hesitated, looking towards the younger man for permission first. Just in case physical contact was unwelcome right now. ❝ You know you couldn’t take us down that easily. You’re here... we’re all okay. ❞
It looked like M-21 knew already it well enough himself. He had always had a way with cold, hard logic (which worried Takeo, because sometimes it seemed as if M-21 deemed emotional outbursts unnecessary in lieu of that straightforward mindset. But these things couldn’t be avoided, and better he face it sooner than have it all on his shoulders until it was all too much to bear). It didn’t hurt to reassure, though... right?
『 HE SAT UP ON THE COUCH,』 joints creaking and limbs aching. His chest hurt — he leaned back and worked on steadying his breathing. Slowly but surely, the rapid thumping of his heart in his chest calmed, and the pain completely (finally) receded.
Takeo let out an uneven sigh, and turned back to M-21, blinking. He looked about the room, searching for the figure of the red-haired woman he had definitely seen just moments before. Didn’t 21...
❝ She... Teira was right he— ❞
... ah. He had been asleep on the couch. So that was why she had been there, in Frankenstein’s home even when Tao had taken such extreme measures to secure everything.
He hardly had to think about it before he gave a shaky nod to the offer, scooting over to one side of the couch so that M-21 would have a spot to sit down.
Weeks later, and the memory of Teira... no, Aris, still haunted him — and even when he knew better than to think of her, or to let the memories of her intrude on his thoughts. This was so shameful.
『THE SOUND WAS ONE THAT 』 Takeo was so familiar with that, if he weren’t so well-trained to react immediately to any signs of danger or abnormality, he might have just continued sifting through the shopping bag full of his latest purchases.
Did he have a choice? Takeo sighed, and folded up the new jacket he had gotten while Tao was in his electronics shop. Back into the bag it went, because it didn’t look like he was going to have the chance to try it on for a while now. They’d have to stash their things up on one of the rooftops on their way to the spot Tao pinpointed.
❝ Let’s go. You have a location? ❞He glanced at the phone in Tao’s hand — that was Tao, always ready for any emergency that might arise.
If it was just a matter of a shooting, and nothing to do with the Union or any other higher powers, then Tao and Takeo would be more than capable of dealing with it themselves. Even if they were only two out of five of the deadly DA-5 team, it was indisputable that the both of them were formidable opponents against any human, and very much a threat when working side by side.
[ pilot ] your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them .
『HE HAD JUST GOTTEN HOME』 from his detour to the supermarket after work, and finally settled down with a cup of hot tea and something to read. That was when he heard a loud cry of❝Takeo!❞from the next room accompanied by the thump, thump, thump of rushed footsteps — and he knew his short break was done for good.
❝ Tao? ❞was all that Takeo managed before he was pulled off the couch, by the arm, and dragged away from his magazine. All right, that had been unexpected.
❝ Where are we going? ❞ he managed, even if he doubted he was going to get a straightforward answer from Tao. Takeo supposed that he was just going to have to wait and see, then...
[ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug . [ i was gonna victimize his hair but then realized i was gonna do it anyway whenever i replied to that other thread so B) he's spared for now ]
『 THE COMFORT OF AN EMBRACE 』 was always welcoming, especially on days when Takeo felt… less himself than usual. When exactly he was having such days were becoming much more apparent, without the constant pressure for completion of missions. Naturally, he leaned back into the hug with a quiet sigh, and without much hesitation at all.
Maybe this new lifestyle was getting to him. He was getting too relaxed, and too used to the physical contact. But who could blame him? He’d never experienced a feeling this warm and safe during his time with DA-5. And almost immediately, the stress melted away like it wasn’t even there.
Until he looked up, expecting to give a thanks to Tao (since it was usually Tao who seemed to pick up on those things with the most ease, and was most willing to initiate some sort of affection) and met… bright red eyes and…
❝ R-Raskreia? ❞ He straightened up immediately, panic jolting through him and cheeks flushing a dark pink from embarrassment. Oh, God. He had just — the Lord had… ❝ What — what was that for? ❞
And so she had been caught. Turning her crimson gaze away, Raskreia allowed a bittersweet expression to cross her face. How could she face him when she could not even face herself? ❝ I did not know you were a mind-reader, Takeo. ❞ She drew her arms around herself, folding them across her chest as she kept her gaze focused elsewhere. Truly, she did not want to burden another with her lamentations, but she supposed she would have been a hypocrite if she did not.
You should not keep everything to yourself, she had once told someone, and it turned out now her own words would be turning against her. ❝ Very well. But… I implore you to not speak of this to anyone else. ❞ It was not a warning nor was it an order… it felt almost like a soft plea. As if she was afraid of what would happen if her fears became real.
Perhaps if she spoke, she would feel better. And keeping her gaze elsewhere was not like her. Therefore, like she usually would, she lifted her head and met Takeo’s eyes. ❝ I… apologize for burdening you like this. I should not be so open about this, Lord or not. It is not like me. ❞ Raskreia sighed. Emotions were complicated, and even more so for her. ❝ Is there a place where we may speak in private? I… do not want anyone else to hear this. ❞ Not especially the humans whom she’s grown so fond of. This life she learned to love.
The life that was not hers to keep.
『THE LOOK THAT CAME TO HER EYES』 was... startling. Takeo had never seen anything like it on Raskreia before, and had never really expected to. It made him wonder just what had happened to have affected her so badly. She wouldn’t look him in the eye, and the tone of the request that followed, so unusually subdued... it was worrying.
❝ You have my word. I wouldn’t do that to you. ❞ At her next words, he gave a chuckle, though it was a weak one. ❝ Ha... I’m not really. But I guess you could say so, in a way. ❞
He paid attention — that was all. Seeing the ones he cared for getting hurt, and suffering alone when they were surrounded by people who could help them, who could at least offer some reassurance or comfort... Takeo wasn’t sure what he could offer Raskreia, who had so many allies who were held in much higher regard than he could ever be. But what he had, he would give wholeheartedly.
❝ ... all right. My room? ❞ As long as Tao wasn’t there, fiddling with the new gadgets that he had just stored in Takeo’s drawers the day before. If he was, though, Takeo could manage to shoo him away this time.
He turned, and motioned for her to walk side-by-side with him. Already he felt his concern running rampant with the possibilities of what could have happened to Raskreia to make things like this. But. He could at least hear Raskreia out first before he started assuming things. Doing anything else would be unfair to her.
i know you??? /I KNOW YOU/???? THE KIT I KNOW IS A MEME THAT WAS NOT A MEME IN THE REPLY AT ALL THAT WAS PURELY SADISTIC ANGST THAT WAS NOT OKAY??? I WAS LAUGHING IRONICALLY BECAUSE I THOUGHT THE MEME EULOGY WAS GOING TO JUST BE A FIGURATIVE DEATH AND THAT MAYBE IT BE HAPPY AND LIGHTHEARTED AND
THE AMOUNT OF NOT HAPPY AND LIGHTHEARTED THAT WAS EXCEEDS ANY EXPECTATION I HAD FOR THE FUTURE. THIS BLOOD I HAVE ON MY HANDS. THE THROBBING OF MY HEART. THIS PAIN I FEEL. IF I MUST SUFFER THEN TAKEO MUST SUFFER
SCREAMS?????
ooc: Okay but you know I’m the one in the chat who always goes “I think Raizel should DIE and then FRANKENSTEIN should also DIE and UROKAI SHOULD DIE”... the line between Meme Lord and Angst Lord is thin for me, okay... you’ve heard me threaten to kill off all of my muses???
... also what the heck kinda death did you think it was gonna be?? Like, a DEATHLESS DEATH?? YOU KNOW I TOLD Y’ALL WHAT THAT MEANS, RIGHT... lmao your faith in my innocence as a Lord of memes is too much.
I’ll grab some of your happy and lighthearted replies and asks now though... and also that one about Raskreia being sad about not being able to be a part of the human world because of her duties jfa;ldksjfa
『 … THE NEWS WAS SWIFT, 』 and altogether unexpected. Erga Kenesis di Raskreia… dead.
In all his life, Takeo had been accustomed to death; he had walked alongside it, and fought with allies who worshipped it, and had himself sent so many people to their graves. And yet, to be so jarred by a death… nothing else had ever hit like this.
It was on a whim. He’d somehow found himself in a stationary shop, and had bought the best paper that he could find. Then, he set to work writing his drafts until he had found a few words that he could be pleased with — and it was just when he began rewriting all of his thoughts onto the new stationary that he realised that there would likely be no opportunity for him to visit Lukedonia, much less even speak at the ceremony. There were people far more important than he was, people who had known Raskreia centuries longer than Takeo had.
But still, he might as well finish now that he had gotten so far. It felt wrong to leave it half-written… to leave closure feeling so unobtainable. So he had kept writing.
And somewhere along the lines, his intentions of writing a proper eulogy had been lost, and sheet after sheet of paper had been discarded and tossed into the corner of his room until finally he had something; though it could likely no longer be called a eulogy. The definition of “eulogy” and the overwhelming flood of his own frustrations and anger had blurred together, until it had become something far too personal.
And still, he kept writing, like a man possessed.
❝ … on my last trip to Lukedonia, I had learnt a great number of things that I had never known before. The things that I picked up were largely concerning the existence and the culture of the noble race, a people that I had only heard of in passing before. And among these things also were whispered rumours of the Lord, Erga Kenesis di Raskreia.
❝ In honour of her memory, I feel that the nature of these statements should not be repeated here. I wish to instead speak of what was my impression of the Lord, and not what others thought of her.
❝ The Lord was someone dear to me — that is the first thing I must say. Though the first time that I saw her, I thought her to be cold. Calculating. A woman and ruler whose emotions showed so little on her face that she might have been a statue if she weren’t walking and talking.
❝ But my intentions are not to insult Lord Raskreia… because my views of her changed over time, quickly enough, when she paid a visit to the human world. And to have the Lord of nobles asking me about how to style hair — and because she valued the time she spent with the human children she had befriended during her time there. All the things I had thought I’d known about Erga Kenesis di Raskreia were swiftly disproved, in a single evening.
❝ She was anything but cold. And she is one of the strongest people I have ever known. And one of the most kind, and beautiful people I have met.
❝ The most precious thing I found in Lukedonia wasn’t a wealth of knowledge. I don’t feel as if my greatest privilege was to set foot into the Lord’s castle, or to have been able to uncover information about nobility that for centuries, even the most brilliant minds on this earth have been unable to obtain.
❝ No — my greatest honour was to have been able to met Lord Raskreia, and to have been able to call her my friend. ❞
…
❝Raskreia. I remember the first night that you spoke to me more clearly than any other memory, in this moment. Do you know why?
❝ Seeing you discover things you had never seen before, and things you had never even known could exist, was a delight for me. Do you know how it feels to be able to give something new and precious to someone? To show them that the world can be so much more than they had known? You must — it’s incredible. And being able to give someone memories that they’ll take with them for the rest of their life… being given a home here gave me those memories. You’ll be a part of them, now. I just hope that perhaps I’ve given you something that you can take with you to the next life.
❝ I remember each and every one of those memories now. And, God, I don’t want to. Remembering someone’s smile, and their happiness, when they’re gone… it hurts the most to know that you will never see that again. But whether or not I want to, I remember it all: every moment we shared together.
❝ … And I remember how devastating it was to realise that you had to leave behind the world that you had grown to love. I’m sorry that I never showed you everything that I said I would. I’m sorry that you never got to do everything that you had said that you wanted to do. You deserve so many more memories than you had the chance to build.
❝Raskreia. I only wish that you could have had the ordinary life that you wanted. I hope that wherever you are now, you’ve found the peace that you deserve. Perhaps, now that you’ve been relieved of the restriction of your duties, you’ll finally have the chance to come and go in the human world as you like… and see all the things that you hadn’t been able to see before. I’m not sure of afterlife for nobles; but after death, spirits of humans should be able to visit shrines, and there are festivals that you may see as well. They are lively, and much like the ones that you might have seen before during your time in Korea. Maybe you’ll see me, or Tao and M, or the rest of the household, at one of them.
❝ And perhaps you would be allowed to see more than just that, too… I don’t know all of the details. But if you can, you could finally visit all the places you’d wanted to go, that we didn’t have the time to take you to.
❝ But you know that you are always welcome here.
❝ It feels strange to say that I miss you, when in comparison to others… I hardly knew you. But nothing that has happened to me since I came here has been all that ordinary, has it?
❝ I do miss you. Because you became one of those dear to me, and one of those that I wished to protect. I know that you were much stronger than I could ever be, but my greatest regret will always be not having had the chance to have tried protecting you.
❝ … I hope that you’ve found peace, now. Maybe someday, we’ll meet once more — then I’ll explain to you about all the things that you saw in your travels here from the other world, and all the things that might have puzzled you, when we do see each other again. ❞
Until then, Takeo.
… the sheet of paper sat on the desk, finished and signed at the bottom.
And now that he was done, he had no clue what he would do with it. Maybe, he would burn the letter, and it would make its way to her somehow.
In the end, he couldn’t bear to look at it any longer. The letter was tucked into his drawer, inside a large tome so that it wouldn’t be creased or bent, and locked away. Then he sat back in his chair, at his desk, and heaved a long and heavy sigh.
The world seemed to have crawled to a standstill. Takeo still didn’t wantto believe it; the woman who had been with him here, staring wide-eyed at his styling equipment and accessories just months ago… was gone.
And she would be missed, more than she could ever imagine.
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[ lit ] your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine .
[ order ] your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .
[ guide ] your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .
[ pay ] your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )
[ open ] your muse opening a door for mine .
[ dry ] your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc .
[ instruct ] your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do .
[ groom ] your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc .
[ direct ] your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .
[ disagree ] your muse sternly telling mine ‘ no ‘ .
[ rest ] your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .
[ clean ] your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc . feel free to specify what and how .
[ answer ] your muse answering a question meant for mine .
[ coat ] your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .
[ pilot ] your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them .
[ stare ] your muse staring mine down .
[ placement ] your muse telling mine to sit down .
[ teach ] your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .
[ patience ] your muse telling mine to be patient .
[ tears ] your muse wiping away mine’s tears .
[ swat ] your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .
[ jewelry ] your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings .
[ enough ] your muse commanding mine to stop talking .
[ retrieve ] your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .
[ invite ] your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .
[ lean ] your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together .
[ calm ] your muse telling mine to ‘ just breathe ‘ .
[ scold ] your muse scolding mine for something .
[ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .
[ approval ] your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .
[ beckon ] your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking .
[ laces ] your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .
[ stay ] your muse telling mine to stay in the car .
[ defend ] your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them .
[ feed ] your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .
[ volume ] your muse demanding mine speak louder .
[ read ] your muse reading something to mine .
[ refill ] your muse refilling mine’s glass for them .
[ possessive ] your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other .
It was a surprise, to say the least, when the other had called her name out in the midst of her brooding. More than that though, she had been told many times that she should be more expressive, that she would look better if she showed more emotion. Yet those instances were rare and no matter how hard she tried, Raskreia thought that her countenance of impassiveness could not be broken.
Yet how had Takeo known that something was amiss? It seemed he did not know the specifics, but he had known something? Could he have somehow read her mind? But even so, reading the mind of a noble who guarded her thoughts more tightly lately was a task difficult in itself. And then there was another matter at hand — how should she respond?
❝ … ❞ Indeed, she was bothered. This was not a place where she belonged. The role she was given was that of a Lord’s, and to spend any moment longer in this place that was… warm? It was dangerous. It pulled people in, that peaceful feeling… and it did not belong to someone who had the role she did. But she should not burden Takeo with this. He had enough on his mind to deal with, especially with M-21′s recovery.
❝ … No. No, I am fine. I am alright. ❞ She inhaled sharply and shook her head to clear her thoughts. ❝ Has there been trouble? I am here to protect you all. If there is something to be taken care of, please… inform me. ❞
『 HE CAUGHT THE SLIGHT SURPRISE 』 in her expression, just briefly, before it vanished. Though he was human, his eyes weren’t quiteso fooled by the quickness with which nobles could conceal those small cracks in their façade, the way other humans’ eyes were. He raised an eyebrow at the reaction, though he didn’t say anything about it aloud. Probably better not to... that wasn’t the sort of confrontation he was looking for. And though he didn’t think he could make the Lord feel cornered even if he tried... he didn’t like taking that sort of approach, either.
He wished there were some sort of way to say it outright to her. But then again... wasn’t that a much better approach? If given the chance, she would probably evade his questions as much as she could. So, to her offer, he nodded. ❝ Yeah. There has been something going on. But not with us. It’s troubling you, though, right...? ❞
There. He hated miscommunication, and this was really the best way to avoid it... to get it all out in the open. Nobles didn’t like to talk, but sometimes they had to. They were a lot more like humans than some of them liked to think, and divulging personal feelings and secrets was sometimes a necessity.
❝ Raskreia. You don’t have to act as the Lord of Nobles all the time... and especially not here. You should feel free to speak your mind when you’re with us. Don’t think you’d ever be pressing us to do it — we want you to talk to us. ❞
Because, really, they would be the last people to judge Raskreia for it. The rest of the household, Takeo included, would always be willing to support her — if only she let them have the chance.
『 ❝ At least it’s only the family leaders, and not Frankenstein as well...?❞ 』
Maybe he’s developing a sixth sense of sorts, but he already knows they’re coming in full force... hopefully M-21 is ready to be watched for days on end by Gejutel.
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