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She would practice her dark powers in, ironically, the dark, with their other 2nd in command and butler friend Ivan. She took up the mantle of being the leader seriously, now that everyone decided to fall slowly apart of each other. Because what could she do? Except busy herself with what needs to be looked over.
Kuuse found survivors, the blue haired said, grimacing a bit. This was not anything new. Kuuse ALWAYS finds survivors whenever she was out. And she was always, if not most, OUT. She was one of their main reasons why the facility is so full of loyal survivors. But Raki did not come out of the Control Room to say something that common and useless.
Kira walked to him with a light spring to her steps, something she notices about Kira these days whenever she shows up. She does not look happy, per se, but her body SEEMS to be. The pyro felt gross with her assumptions. Not because she felt terrible about assuming something of her friend.
What is so important that we need to have a meeting about it? Their Leader glanced back at her, eyes narrowed as if contemplating whether to wait until they all gather or not, before looking back forward, never stopping. She brought another one like me. The lavender haired girl stopped in her tracks, gaping at Rakis back.
Until then, he will watch and take good care of their needs, knowing the girls could not do it themselves. So he sighs and brings their meals individually which Junko helped him cook. He dearly wishes the Library would go back to its original purpose one day. Ruru looks up from her phone when a shadow comes over her form.
Ivan smiled down at her and places a tray of steaming hot soup and mashed potatoes. Not the conventional and traditional Japanese meal but hey, they ditched the traditional when the world decided it did not want to even BE a world anymore. Besides, Western stuff was loads better. Thanks, she muttered before going back to her phone, ignoring his disapproving look. She will eat when she wants to.
Ivan does nothing about this except to leave, probably to go deliver food to the other bitches she was forced to still live with. Rolling her eyes, she muttered obscenities whilst pausing her game. Sliding the tray closer, she took a peek from her small cave to find the others.
As it was, she got forced to sit next to Kuuses empty chair and Yumi, who looked as unhealthy as a dying child in Africa. Not that Kazuki cared. Not anymore at least. It was hard to care for people who cannot keep to their word.
She would practice her dark powers in, ironically, the dark, with their other 2nd in command and butler friend Ivan. She took up the mantle of being the leader seriously, now that everyone decided to fall slowly apart of each other. Because what could she do? Except busy herself with what needs to be looked over.
Kuuse found survivors, the blue haired said, grimacing a bit. This was not anything new. Kuuse ALWAYS finds survivors whenever she was out. And she was always, if not most, OUT. She was one of their main reasons why the facility is so full of loyal survivors. But Raki did not come out of the Control Room to say something that common and useless.
Kira walked to him with a light spring to her steps, something she notices about Kira these days whenever she shows up. She does not look happy, per se, but her body SEEMS to be. The pyro felt gross with her assumptions. Not because she felt terrible about assuming something of her friend.
What is so important that we need to have a meeting about it? Their Leader glanced back at her, eyes narrowed as if contemplating whether to wait until they all gather or not, before looking back forward, never stopping. She brought another one like me. The lavender haired girl stopped in her tracks, gaping at Rakis back.
Until then, he will watch and take good care of their needs, knowing the girls could not do it themselves. So he sighs and brings their meals individually which Junko helped him cook. He dearly wishes the Library would go back to its original purpose one day. Ruru looks up from her phone when a shadow comes over her form.
Ivan smiled down at her and places a tray of steaming hot soup and mashed potatoes. Not the conventional and traditional Japanese meal but hey, they ditched the traditional when the world decided it did not want to even BE a world anymore. Besides, Western stuff was loads better. Thanks, she muttered before going back to her phone, ignoring his disapproving look. She will eat when she wants to.
Ivan does nothing about this except to leave, probably to go deliver food to the other bitches she was forced to still live with. Rolling her eyes, she muttered obscenities whilst pausing her game. Sliding the tray closer, she took a peek from her small cave to find the others.
As it was, she got forced to sit next to Kuuses empty chair and Yumi, who looked as unhealthy as a dying child in Africa. Not that Kazuki cared. Not anymore at least. It was hard to care for people who cannot keep to their word.
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