Performing with Passion and Grace.

Enchanté. I am Antonia Deluar. Super High School Level Acrobat. A pleasure to meet you all. ((a closed Dangan Ronpa OC account for the despairmuseum !))

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You reap what you sow; plant chaos, come disorder. | Josie + Nia

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"Hehe, I see your point" She says rubbing he back of her head, realising that, that particular comment wouldn’t be something anybody would want to hear in a place where murders were bound to happen. 'Needs help… Do I need help?' she wonders to herself 'will I actually make it out of here to get help' she thinks, but doesn't voice, not wanting to sound pessimistic “Non, non mademoiselle Josie, it is just de nerves you know” She says, smiling back timidly to Josie. Walking back to her pot she stirs it some more “Would you like some, it’s for everybody to share” She says, getting two bowls out in case Josie had said yes, and began pouring a small amount of the broth into her bowl with slightly shaky hands.

Well at least she took the poison thing in good humour, she might have thought I was actually accusing her of something.

Food does sound nice right about now so I nod and follow her over to the pot. I notice her hands shaking as she pours some of the broth into one bowl. Nerves are getting to her. I consider mentioning it but that wouldn’t help much, just add self-consciousness to fear of death. There’s a silence in the air for a few seconds as I try to think of something to say to…well that’s a start. “I just realised I don’t actually know your name.”

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Pouring out a larger bowl of broth for Josie she takes a deeper breath, calming herself down, she was likely to die, and so was most likely all of her friends, so she should stop being a wimp, and live with it' she thought to herself, but it didn't make her feel any better. "Oh, oh desole, I must 'ave missed out on it. Mon nom est Nia, Nia Deluar, it's a pleasure ta meet ya" She says holding out her hand as steady as she could in front of Josie. After a semi-awkward handshake, she hands over a bowl of broth to Josie "I hope ya don't mind, it's got no meat in it... if ya want I could put some in there for ya, unless you don't eat it, in which case desole-" Shestops, realising she's rambling and looks down again "Want to go sit down cher?" she asks quietly

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She already felt terrible about everything that had happened already, that’s why she was making the broth for everybody, it didn’t have any meat in it, because of Dai and herself, but she hoped it wouldn’t detract from anything’ she thought to herself as the footsteps came closer and a girls voice sounded in her ears, replying to her previous question. Rubbing the tears out of her eyes she looks over and gives a half smile “It’s nice to meet you mademoiselle Josie, did you need help with something?” She says, stretching out slightly, standing up in front of her. Looking down, not wanting anybody to see her so vulnerable, especially when she still feels the images haunt her “I-I was just making some broth for everyone, hoping that it’ll make them feel better after… well you know” She says shuffling her feet, with a scary thought comming to her head, before she had a chance to respond she rushes out “Oh non, non it’s not poison, don’t worry, I couldn’t even t’ink of hurting somebody let alone many people!”

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She’s scared, really scared. I think she’s trying to help people; I’m not sure what good it will do. I might think her poison comment seems like covering tracks but it’s too nervous and obvious, she’s just genuinely panicking. I smile and try and lighten the tension a bit. “Hey just a tip, if you wanna calm people down, don’t be the first person to mention poison? Ok?” I don’t laugh, it was funny enough and this is still kinda tense so I hope the smile does most of the work. My mind circles back to her question earlier. “No, I’m fine…well as fine as possible. Are you sure you’re not the one who needs help?”

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"Hehe, I see your point" She says rubbing he back of her head, realising that, that particular comment wouldn't be something anybody would want to hear in a place where murders were bound to happen. 'Needs help... Do I need help?' she wonders to herself 'will I actually make it out of here to get help' she thinks, but doesn't voice, not wanting to sound pessimistic "Non, non mademoiselle Josie, it is just de nerves you know" She says, smiling back timidly to Josie. Walking back to her pot she stirs it some more "Would you like some, it's for everybody to share" She says, getting two bowls out in case Josie had said yes, and began pouring a small amount of the broth into her bowl with slightly shaky hands.

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végétariens unissent {Nia & Dai}

Still shaking slightly from the ghastly and bloody incident that had just occurred, Nia, in a frantic effort to stop herself from fainting, made her way into the kitchen section of the café, hoping that cooking something from home would take her mind off of the terribly frightening mess, she had seen the reactions from the other kidnapped which varied from mildly surprised to downright horrified, Nia believed she was somewhere in-between. Trying to take her mind off of the whole situation she started preparing a large pot of stew for her, and any other resident to eat, but with adding in all the main ingredients the only thing left was to watch the broth thicken and simmer, like her chances of leaving alive…simmering out. without looking around her she retreated to one of the walls sliding down it slowly, pulling her knees to her chest and burying her head in them, to try and stop the gory images from consuming her. Hearing a scuffle of shoes getting louder she tucks herself in more and whispers “Hello, is anyone there?…”

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The Family [Open]

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"Ah desole cher, I was just t’inking about something. And back to de glass display, I’d like to see if mon collier is there" She sais laughing nervously, forgetting that she was still standing there. She held out her arm for Peter to grab onto and started walking to the glass case stands.

Walking over to the stands she pulls Peters arm, trying to look for the case that represented her without prying on other peoples personal items, she didn’t want to seem nosey. At last she spotted what she dreaded to see, her prized necklace, leaning her head up against the glass she sighed and took hold of Peters hand “Oh Grand-mere.. Je suis tres desole…”

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Peter smiled and clapped slightly then wuickly stopped as he realised this was very inappropriate “Your grandmothers…? A grand mother? Was your mother that good? …I don’t understand how a mother could be a grand one” He smiled “A mother who is grand is better than a mother who wants you to die I guess….” He frowned and adjuested himself

"So what is your great mother like? Is she kind? Did she bake cookies?" He smiled slightly at the thought of having a mother like this "Your entire family must be great…" He started to drift away in his own imaginary world with his own imaginary family and stared into nothingness and grinned to himself.

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"Oh, non, non Monsieur Peter, I meant my mothers, mother. Not a grand mother, and no mother should want their enfant to die!" she says turning around to hug him before continuing, it seemed as though he needed it, even if he still had a smile on his face "So many questions too chere, don't ya t'ink it's wise to slow down?" She smiles, putting her hand on her case. "And she was nice, when she and papa weren't fighting. No she never baked me cookies and she was grand in her performances, she was de magic assistant" She explains as she sees Peter stare at nothing. After watching him for a few minutes she gets curious enough and decides to ask "monsieur Peter, what are you t'inking about?"

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You reap what you sow; plant chaos, come disorder. | Josie + Nia

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Still shaking slightly from the ghastly and bloody incident that had just occurred, Nia, in a frantic effort to stop herself from fainting, made her way into the kitchen section of the café, hoping that cooking something from home would take her mind off of the terribly frightening mess, she had seen the reactions from the other kidnapped which varied from mildly surprised to downright horrified, Nia believed she was somewhere in-between. Trying to take her mind off of the whole situation she started preparing a large pot of stew for her, and any other resident to eat, but with adding in all the main ingredients the only thing left was to watch the broth thicken and simmer, like her chances of leaving alive…simmering out. without looking around her she retreated to one of the walls sliding down it slowly, pulling her knees to her chest and burying her head in them, to try and stop the gory images from consuming her. Hearing a scuffle of shoes getting louder she tucks herself in more and whispers “Hello, is anyone there?…”

I decide to approach the pot on the oven though I can’t see who should be tending to it. Did they go somewhere else, just leaving it here? That doesn’t seem safe. Or are they hiding? It must be the death, the death of someone who’s name I never even knew. It was horrifying what happened, the kind of thing I never want to see again. But I think the way it most affected me was the fact that it could just as easily be me next, the fact that knowing escape by force isn’t possible will motivate killers even more. It’s horrible and I do feel guilty but she just wasn’t someone I knew.

I hear a sound, a whisper and after some though I can make out the question contained. I look at where it came from a see a girl sitting against the wall, her knees to her chest, her head buried. Almost like she’s trying to pull herself as close together as possible, make herself so small she just disappears. If only that was an actual way out of here. I try and smile, but it’s more filled with pity than anything else. “Yeah, I’m here, my name’s Josie.”

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She already felt terrible about everything that had happened already, that's why she was making the broth for everybody, it didn't have any meat in it, because of Dai and herself, but she hoped it wouldn't detract from anything' she thought to herself as the footsteps came closer and a girls voice sounded in her ears, replying to her previous question. Rubbing the tears out of her eyes she looks over and gives a half smile "It's nice to meet you mademoiselle Josie, did you need help with something?" She says, stretching out slightly, standing up in front of her. Looking down, not wanting anybody to see her so vulnerable, especially when she still feels the images haunt her "I-I was just making some broth for everyone, hoping that it'll make them feel better after... well you know" She says shuffling her feet, with a scary thought comming to her head, before she had a chance to respond she rushes out "Oh non, non it's not poison, don't worry, I couldn't even t'ink of hurting somebody let alone many people!"

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You reap what you sow; plant chaos, come disorder. | Josie + Nia

Is it safer here to know everyone or to try and find a way to disappear? I assume the safest option is in one of the extremes. Disappear, let yourself slip from people’s minds, no one will come looking for you. But I wouldn’t know anyone, know who’s most likely to hurt me. Getting to know people solves that problem, you’d be more aware. The problem is you’d be more known and when someone decides to get around to killing I’m more likely to be taken under consideration. Maybe it’s pointless to think about at all, maybe it’s just chasing something that doesn’t exist: Safety. I’ll die here one way or another, unless…

Wandering is how I spend my time. I’d consider listening to music but I don’t feel safe enough to drown out the sound of everything, as tempting as it is. Haven’t skated around the place in a bit, I don’t feel normal enough to do that. I don’t know what to do. I might feel better if I tried to make some things feel normal but that would just feel desperate.

Walking into the café/kitchen I see someone is cooking. It goes back to what I was thinking before. This is someone I don’t know. So, hide or get to know people? Decisions, decisions.

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Still shaking slightly from the ghastly and bloody incident that had just occurred, Nia, in a frantic effort to stop herself from fainting, made her way into the kitchen section of the café, hoping that cooking something from home would take her mind off of the terribly frightening mess, she had seen the reactions from the other kidnapped which varied from mildly surprised to downright horrified, Nia believed she was somewhere in-between. Trying to take her mind off of the whole situation she started preparing a large pot of stew for her, and any other resident to eat, but with adding in all the main ingredients the only thing left was to watch the broth thicken and simmer, like her chances of leaving alive...simmering out. without looking around her she retreated to one of the walls sliding down it slowly, pulling her knees to her chest and burying her head in them, to try and stop the gory images from consuming her. Hearing a scuffle of shoes getting louder she tucks herself in more and whispers "Hello, is anyone there?..."

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"Oh, you grew up in le cirque as well, it is so nice to find a fellow performer person… I’m guessing you did their makeup non?" She states, rather than asks, it made her just a little bit more exited to find somebody with more or less the same upbringing. "Oui, mama was the magic assistant, and my papa was de clown, what was youjr parents?" Nia aska excitedly, eager to know about her life.

"Cerise soda?" Nia questioned "I’m not sure, but I can look for you"Nia sats, getting up and heading for the fridges "I think i’ll just go with coffee for now" She says to herself, looking behind her to see if Valu was coming with her.

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"Yep, sure did," Valu agreed. Makeup was hard work, since she never worked with it. But hey at least she wasn’t lying about the circus. "My parents? Hmm," Valu rested her head on her arms. "Dad was one of those knife throwing magicians while my mom was…. Ah… What was she…. I think she was almost everything. But if I had to sum it up, I think she was a nice magician of all sorts." Man parents were confusing. "It’s a magical family I guess."

Valu got up to follow Nia to the fridge and checked. “I don’t think they got any. That’s fine, I’ll just stick with water,” she hummed as she went over to pour herself a glass. And then went over back to their table. “So. Anything else of interest?”

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"That is bie-wonderful, my mother was the magicians assistant of sorts as well" Nia beamed, happy that they had something in common that wasn't the fact that they were both stuck in that place "My father was the main clown for he big top as well, I loved watching him work" She grinned. "Hnn-" Nia wanted to get to know her new found friend more but didn't want to have any chance of offending her so she asked "Is there anything you want to talk about, or want to ask about me, that's de only t'ing I can think of that's interesting cheri" She says shrugging, resuming position on the chair with her drink in hand and her legs underneath her.

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The Family [Open]

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"Well come now cher, I’m sure that nobody would have taken your precious ring, that ‘t’ing’ must have taken it while ya weren’t watching" Nia reassured, she didn’t want to believe that anybody had stolen anybody’s precious items, especially her friends.

Nia tilted her head at the sudden topic change, knowing that Peter must have had something happen to him to stop and change the flow of conversation, she gave him a small smile. “Well I do believe it’s mon collier, but papa always said I was ‘a clumsy and forgetful fille’, so it could ‘ave been anyt’in really” She mused, trying to convince herself that it wasn’t her necklace. She wasn’t often into material objects, the most so being her necklace, spices and any of her acrobatic equipment, which worried her even more. "Would you like to come wit’ me to find out mon amis?" She asks timidly, fully prepared for him to say no, and for him not wanting to enter that part of the room again.

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Peter thought for a moment “it couldn’t do the hurting could it?” Peter frowned slightly. He wasn’t too sure what else to say so he just stood in the spot and waited for her to start moving. If he was completely honest he didn’t have a clue where they would head off to anyway.

Peter smiled and fidgeted slightly. He noticed that there was a rather long silence “so shall we head off? oh…Where are we going by the way?” Peter frowned, he probably should have asked this at first but it didn’t cross his mind.

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"Ah desole cher, I was just t'inking about something. And back to de glass display, I'd like to see if mon collier is there" She sais laughing nervously, forgetting that she was still standing there. She held out her arm for Peter to grab onto and started walking to the glass case stands. Walking over to the stands she pulls Peters arm, trying to look for the case that represented her without prying on other peoples personal items, she didn't want to seem nosey. At last she spotted what she dreaded to see, her prized necklace, leaning her head up against the glass she sighed and took hold of Peters hand "Oh Grand-mere.. Je suis tres desole..."

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Mon pauvre petit ami (Nia & Marco E)

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Nia tilted her head “I’m only gonna talk to her cher, not’ing to be worried about. I’ll just ask her to calm down her actions is all” She smiles, wondering why Marco was being so frantic, was he worried that she would hurt this ‘Keiko’ girl. "Now calm yourself ok?" She begins, taking his hand to lead him into her temporary room, right next door from that particular exhibit. Letting him into the room, she realises that her roommate must have awoken from her sleep and left. "Now sit down cher, and i’ll get us somet’ing special oui?" She says, sitting him down on her bed and reaching in one of her draws for a bag full of comforting things. Pulling out some more tissues and a chocolate bar for Marco, she gives it to him and asks in a calming tone “Now, do you want to tell me what happened Marco, or do you just want to sit here, because I’d like to know what to say to dis ‘Keiko’ when I ask her poliment to stop?”

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{♧} Nodding reluctantly, Marco put a little bit of faith in Nia. He knew she’d be polite enough to only mention a few things, rather than outright pick a fight. But he still worried about Keiko’s response. Ah well, whatever happened, happened, it wasn’t as if those two were capable of killing one another over something so petty.

He followed the taller female into the room, seating himself on the bed. It seemed a lot tidier, albeit safer than his own room, he wanted to look at things in a little more detail, but his musings were cut short by the offering of tissues and chocolate. He took the two items, nodding gratefully as he opened the chocolate bar, nibbling at it carefully. He had to take into account all of the things Keiko had done to him, even if it wasn’t at all that much.

     “... Ugh.. She just.. Threw herself at me, insulted my height, then threw herself at me again. She’s a lot like the people we had to get info from, but I’ve never been so up close and personal with such a whore.” His words were bitter, and he was visibly shaking. Something about Keiko really urked Marco, and that was the confidence she had in her own body. Of course, confidence should have been a good thing, but this kind of thing hit home a little bit.

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"Awh, mon p'tit cher, I'm so sorry dis had to happened to you, if I could have stopped it, I would have" Nia says rubbing circles on his back, that Keiko girl seemed ghastly, she's definitely have to have a firm talking to if it made Marco shake and be so bitter about it. "Wishing she could have been more help she continues "Don't worry cher, i'll give this 'putain' a firm talking to, then she'll have to be nice, non?" She smiles, hoping she has made her dear friend feel better, but even deeper fuming that somebody had 'thrown' their selves at anybody, worse being that it was her friend, "Hopefully this Keiko would be reasonable, or I might just have use words that I will regret later Nia says with a frown on her face, not wanting to have to resort to petty swearing, but will find it necessary if need be. Folding her legs underneath her she glances at Marco "Are ya better cher, or do you want to continue in here?"

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Nia nods, wondering what Valu mumbled under her breath she knew it had to be something, but it was too quiet to catch, she scrunched up her face slightly trying to remember, but quickly relaxed again, figuring that she would tell her if Valu wanted to tell her.

"Ahh… normal t’ings.. If I may ask, like what… I grew up in le cirque, so my normal might be a tad autre- different from yours" Nia says, bringing her knees to her chest, wondering what a ‘normal’ life would consist of. Pondering and waiting for an answer she quickly lets in “And would you like somet’in to drink, I was going to make myself somet’in while we sit here?”

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Normal things… Circus, that was what she said right? Hm.. “Well. If you were from the circus, you should be able to know how I grew up.” Valu leaned back into her chair. “I lived in a family of performers. Y’know like Magicians or weird other people with strange talents. I guess that’s my normal.” She shrugged. “But hey we did whatever and yeah. Nothing too interesting than the usual performances and family mix ups.”

"Something to drink? Yeah I am getting kind of thirsty, let’s see what to drink…" Valu rubbed her chin as she thought about what drink she wanted. Too bad there probably wasn’t any alcohol here so the next best choice was… "Do you think they have cherry soda?"

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"Oh, you grew up in le cirque as well, it is so nice to find a fellow performer person... I'm guessing you did their makeup non?" She states, rather than asks, it made her just a little bit more exited to find somebody with more or less the same upbringing. "Oui, mama was the magic assistant, and my papa was de clown, what was youjr parents?" Nia aska excitedly, eager to know about her life. "Cerise soda?" Nia questioned "I'm not sure, but I can look for you"Nia sats, getting up and heading for the fridges "I think i'll just go with coffee for now" She says to herself, looking behind her to see if Valu was coming with her.

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"I did not perform wit’ them as you said, but I perform in the same cirque wit’ them." She begins, trying to describe what they did in so many words would be difficult but she didn’t want to bore her friend with all of their activities.

"Mon père was de clown in our cirque, he mainly worked out of de ring in his own little stall within de grounds, he could always make les p’tits enfants cry with laughter." She muses, remembering all the times she would sit in their trailer and watch her father make balloon animals for the children. Thinking about her mother she wonders if she should tell her that she left her family, but decides against it, not wanting to make her friend upset “ma mere was de magic assistant- ahh I remember when she and Andreas, her magic man, would perform, dey used to light up de whole cirque. But that was all a long time ago… what about yourself cheri?”

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Magic. Clowns. It all sounded wonderful. Eveline found herself dreaming of a life in the circus but then she came crashing down to earth again. Her family? What was she to say? Not the whole truth, certainly not, it was too painful to bare. But what to say?

"Well……uh…..I never knew my family. Not really," she paused unsure of where to go from here, "But the opera ensemble are so wonderful they almost feel like my family. Especially Marie, she almost like a mother to me." Eveline did not really like to talk about where she was from but she hoped that this answer would be satisfactory.

All she wanted to do know was change the subject, “So…….um……do you miss your family….life….I do not know what to say I am sorry,” Eveline sighed in despair. She had been knocked out of her comfort zone and did not know the way back.

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"Now, now cheri, calm down-" She says, shaking her head "I do I guess, I'm not sure what ta say cheri... It was tedious but I 'ad fun a lot... I never 'ad to go to school, which papa says was a 'bénédiction et une malédiction'" She giggles, remembering how she had to teach herself a lot of what she knows now, in between rehearsals and constant moving "many of the grown ups didn't have time for moi, so I used to sneak out, in de middle of de nuit, and see if t'ere was a bibliothèque" She smiles, remembering how some of the local kids used to join her on her escapades . "But tell me cheri, what about Marie?" She saw the way Eveline's face lit up, and wanted her to talk about what made her happy "I mean, if ya want to, if not, I'm sure I can come up wit' something, non?"

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"I guess-" Nia muses, wondering how everybody would react "Papa would not be ‘appy, I can tell you that" She giggles knowing that her father never let her have much independence so it was a sliver of relief when she ended up here.

"So if ya don’t mind me asking, who’ll be waiting for you on de ot’er side… in you know, the world" She asks, wanting to get to know Valu a bit better with her being a makeup artist and all, she must have met many people in her travels, she would have too, but her father didn’t like her to associate with other people.

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And then the girl said something about her old man, and how unhappy he would had been about something. Not that she had any interesting of prying into her family business. Valu was sure that it would had been boring.

"Hm? Waiting for me?" Valu pressed a finger against her own lips. "A life of crime probably," she mumbled under her breath, but it was out as if she grumbled something. "Nothing much probably, a little sister, more make up… The usual normal things," she shrugged. 

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Nia nods, wondering what Valu mumbled under her breath she knew it had to be something, but it was too quiet to catch, she scrunched up her face slightly trying to remember, but quickly relaxed again, figuring that she would tell her if Valu wanted to tell her. "Ahh... normal t'ings.. If I may ask, like what... I grew up in le cirque, so my normal might be a tad autre- different from yours" Nia says, bringing her knees to her chest, wondering what a 'normal' life would consist of. Pondering and waiting for an answer she quickly lets in "And would you like somet'in to drink, I was going to make myself somet'in while we sit here?"

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Mon pauvre petit ami (Nia & Marco E)

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{♧} Flinching slightly at the embrace, Marco soon realised the other was trying to console him, and he soon returned the gesture, taking a deep breath in order to calm himself down. He took the pack of tissues, and sat back down, nodding in both gratitude and understanding of her small gestures, before sighing in defeat, wondering where to start on his little tale.

     “… It… It’s nothing really.. In fact, it’s stupid to even get upset over…” He said, fiddling with the ends of his scarf, “Not sure if you’ve bumped into her… But there’s a girl.. Keiko, if I remember her name.. She’s been trying to get in my pants for days… It’s putting me on edge, and what with all the shit with Monotus going on..” He shuddered, swallowing before continuing, “… I dunno if this is some form of plan to try and get me killed…”

Marco stopped speaking, he brought both hands to his chest, clutching them tightly, his face looking almost pained at the very thought of someone using sex as their method of luring someone to murder, she made Marco awfully uncomfortable, and yet, he could do nothing to stop it. He wasn’t smitten or anything, just, afraid.

     “I’m scared, Nia… Paralyzed by fear, and it’s fucking ridiculous…”

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"…No, I’m afraid I ‘aven’t met her yet.. But I’m sure nobody would try to harm, let alone kill you Marco, you are so nice cher" Nia says trying to reassure him that nobody was out to get him, but on the other hand, how could somebody try to ‘get in his pants’ the thought sickened her and she wouldn’t stand for it. Seeing Marco’s pained expression and lack of words she took his hands and gave them a reassuring squeeze, but what he said next just broke her heart  “I’m scared, Nia… Paralyzed by fear, and it’s fucking ridiculous…” He said to her shaking slightly as he said so to her. "Don’t worry Mon pauvre petit ami I’ll help you fix everyt’ing, we can get you cleaned up and i’ll sort it all out" she says, thinking about what she could do to help, ‘another hug’ sher thought might help, so she gently gave him another hug while wiping his eyes with one of the tissues "C’mon cher, let’s get you cleaned up" she says, taking his hand.

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{♧} Another sigh soon escaped the blonde male, he couldn’t believe he’d gotten himself so worked up over some girl that enjoyed whoring herself out like that. He’d dealt with things like that in the past, his line of work often included a lot of drunk not just women, but men too. It sent a chill down Marco’s spine just thinking about some of those clients.

However, thanks to Nia’s words of comfort, Marco felt a little more reassured. A small smile played at the corner of his lips, as he returned the gentle gesture of the hug. However, upon thinking about how Nia planned to sort all of this out, he soon pulled away raising his hands defensively and waving them frantically,

     “…! Y-You don’t have to confront her, omg..!” He exclaimed, his eyes widening at the very thought of Keiko’s responses to poor innocent Nia, “… I.. I’m sure she’ll drop it when she understands the direness of our situation, right…?” He wasn’t convinced by his own words, but he was hoping Nia wouldn’t do anything too rash.

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Nia tilted her head "I'm only gonna talk to her cher, not'ing to be worried about. I'll just ask her to calm down her actions is all" She smiles, wondering why Marco was being so frantic, was he worried that she would hurt this 'Keiko' girl. "Now calm yourself ok?" She begins, taking his hand to lead him into her temporary room, right next door from that particular exhibit. Letting him into the room, she realises that her roommate must have awoken from her sleep and left. "Now sit down cher, and i'll get us somet'ing special oui?" She says, sitting him down on her bed and reaching in one of her draws for a bag full of comforting things. Pulling out some more tissues and a chocolate bar for Marco, she gives it to him and asks in a calming tone "Now, do you want to tell me what happened Marco, or do you just want to sit here, because I'd like to know what to say to dis 'Keiko' when I ask her poliment to stop?"

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Queen of Disaster {Nia & Keiko}

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"W-well I-" Nia begins, being interrupted by Keiko introducing herself, she takes a deep breath, that was one step closer, knowing who she was, but a ‘Gravure Idol’ she could only figure out that it was a celebrity of some kind from the way the rude girl was dressed and acted towards her. "It’s just that Ma-" She begins, only to be interrupted again by a rather high pitched laugh coming from the girl in front oh her. Looking away and towards Keiko in a flash again she realises that the idol is leaning in rather too close for her liking "I-eh… exc-" she tries to say, stuttering and blushing, never having somebody so close to her before. Nia jumps, the bubble that she had just popped scared her and peeved her, but she promised she wouldn’t burst, not after her making fun of Nia’s accent, and certainly not at this ” I was TRYing to say that I do not ap-appr -like the way you are acting towards mon amis, Marco.” She says in a rushed breath, not liking the fact she couldn’t get her English out very well. "I just think you should stop playing wit’ him, he is scared silly and I don’t like it mademoiselle Keiko!" She says, raising her voice slightly.

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Keiko stopped. Stopped chewing her gum, stopped swishing her hips, stopped everything. “Uh, like, what the fuck?” She asked, genuinely confused. “You can’t like, tell me what to do, you fuckin’ punk.” She poked Antonia in the chest accusingly, laughing a bit. 

"Oh my god." She gasped a bit. It was time to have a little fun with this girl. "I know what’s going on here!" She said, her voice raising in mock anger. "You’re like, jealous that Marco and I fucked, and you weren’t there."

Of course, she and Marco most definitely did not fuck, but it was fun to play around with people, right? “He wasn’t even that good. His dick’s like, as tiny as he is.” She let out a mocking laugh, and popped her gum again, loudly. 

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Nia squeaked as Keiko poked her chest, taking a step back she frowned not liking Keiko's use of swearing, or the tone of her voice, she didn't like where this was going already, and she only wanted to talk to her. "W-w-what, How could you even-" Nia begins, being interrupted yet again, by such vulgar accusations, the thought of which turned her cherry red yet again "I would never- he is simply an ami, you don't know what you are saying" She stutters out, wondering how the girl could have come to that conclusion. Scrunching up her face as Keiko continued to talk she wanted to straighten out her lies, she most certainly knew that they did nothing, Marco had told her as much as he would allow himself and that was certainly not part of it "Y-you're lying mademoiselle, I talked wit' him, and he didn't say anyt'ing about that" She continued, flinching when she popped her gum in front of her again.

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Mon pauvre petit ami (Nia & Marco E)

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Nia takes a timid step forward, afraid that the person would run away, squinting her eyes slightly she sees a figure that she recognises. Wishing that she could just go up and hug the person all better she hears a small voice shaking and realises it’s her dear friend Marco. "Oh cher, not that long, what’s de matter" She says rushing towards him with open arms "Why are ya crying amis?" She ruffles up her sleeve to wipe away his tears, hating to see anybody look so sad. She gently gives him a loose hug, not knowing if it will make him feel better or more fearful, but hoping for the former. "Come sit and tell me what happened p’tit" She says, gesturing for her friend to sit back down. She reaches in her pockets and finds a small packet of tissues, and hands them to Marco, knowing that he might need them.

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{♧} Flinching slightly at the embrace, Marco soon realised the other was trying to console him, and he soon returned the gesture, taking a deep breath in order to calm himself down. He took the pack of tissues, and sat back down, nodding in both gratitude and understanding of her small gestures, before sighing in defeat, wondering where to start on his little tale.

     “… It… It’s nothing really.. In fact, it’s stupid to even get upset over…” He said, fiddling with the ends of his scarf, “Not sure if you’ve bumped into her… But there’s a girl.. Keiko, if I remember her name.. She’s been trying to get in my pants for days… It’s putting me on edge, and what with all the shit with Monotus going on..” He shuddered, swallowing before continuing, “… I dunno if this is some form of plan to try and get me killed…”

Marco stopped speaking, he brought both hands to his chest, clutching them tightly, his face looking almost pained at the very thought of someone using sex as their method of luring someone to murder, she made Marco awfully uncomfortable, and yet, he could do nothing to stop it. He wasn’t smitten or anything, just, afraid.

     “I’m scared, Nia… Paralyzed by fear, and it’s fucking ridiculous…”

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"...No, I'm afraid I 'aven't met her yet.. But I'm sure nobody would try to harm, let alone kill you Marco, you are so nice cher" Nia says trying to reassure him that nobody was out to get him, but on the other hand, how could somebody try to 'get in his pants' the thought sickened her and she wouldn't stand for it. Seeing Marco's pained expression and lack of words she took his hands and gave them a reassuring squeeze, but what he said next just broke her heart  “I’m scared, Nia… Paralyzed by fear, and it’s fucking ridiculous…” He said to her shaking slightly as he said so to her. "Don't worry Mon pauvre petit ami I'll help you fix everyt'ing, we can get you cleaned up and i'll sort it all out" she says, thinking about what she could do to help, 'another hug' sher thought might help, so she gently gave him another hug while wiping his eyes with one of the tissues "C'mon cher, let's get you cleaned up" she says, taking his hand.

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I hate writing lists [OPEN]

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"Oh yes, yes, of course, how silly of me. I apologise, I t’ought it was a personal item is all" Nia laughed nervously, how could she have been so ignorant as to think that the makeup bag wouldn’t be related to her talent somehow. "I’m sorry, but I am not that smart when it comes to these t’ings ya see" She says, trying to rectify herself.

"And umm-" Nia started again, she wanted to see why Valu looked perplexed while she was talking earlier, if it was because of something she had said or thought about "Is there somethin’ troubling ya Miss Valu? …It was just earlier, when I was talking you looked perpl- puzzled about somet’in."

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"No worries. It’s kinda a personal item anyways. Well not anymore I guess." And good riddance, at least that was what she would say if she wasn’t lying at the moment. "Oh, that’s fine, you’re just going along without the confirming facts, not your fault," Valu said with a shrug. 

Oh no she caught her on being confused about her language. “Hm? Oh that. No, no,” she lied. “I’ve just been thinking… About um.. When our rescue is going to come by.” And when they do, it’s off to the slammer to you. “It’s kinda tough to think about, don’t you think?”

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"I guess-" Nia muses, wondering how everybody would react "Papa would not be 'appy, I can tell you that" She giggles knowing that her father never let her have much independence so it was a sliver of relief when she ended up here. "So if ya don't mind me asking, who'll be waiting for you on de ot'er side... in you know, the world" She asks, wanting to get to know Valu a bit better with her being a makeup artist and all, she must have met many people in her travels, she would have too, but her father didn't like her to associate with other people.

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Queen of Disaster {Nia & Keiko}

Ready to confront the girl named Keiko, she feels a wave of unpleasant anger pass through her, nobody would try to touch Anybody! without their consent, it’s a terrible fiendish crime that she should discuss about and hopefully get her to stop it, she hated how it made Marco so upset and being his friend, she had to do something about it. After looking multiple times for the girl Nia feels ready to give up she looks in the final room, all the way in the corner of the museum, the medieval exhibit and sees, from marco’s description, this Keiko girl. "Ehh, excuse moi mademoiselle, but are you Keiko?" she asks politely wanting to make sure she wouldn’t get the wrong girl.

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Keiko was chewing gum, and humming as she swished her hips to a beat only Keiko seemingly heard. Turning around as she heard her name being spoken, she gazed over the girl restlessly. “It depends on who’s asking.” She grinned, popping her gum obnoxiously in Antonia’s face.

She grinned, showing off a perfect set of pearly white teeth. “I’m like, totes kidding.” She said, chewing her gum loudly. “I’m Keiko Kanade, Super High-School Level Gravure Idol, at your service.” She would have winked but it would be useless behind her thick-rimmed sunglasses. 

"So whatcha want, mademoiselle?” She asked, mocking Antonia’s use of French. Letting out an annoyingly airy laugh, she leaned in close, as if she were going to kiss Antonia, but instead she popped a bubble right in her face. 

"Haha, oh my god!" Keiko grinned. "You look, like, so totally annoyed right now."

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"W-well I-" Nia begins, being interrupted by Keiko introducing herself, she takes a deep breath, that was one step closer, knowing who she was, but a 'Gravure Idol' she could only figure out that it was a celebrity of some kind from the way the rude girl was dressed and acted towards her. "It's just that Ma-" She begins, only to be interrupted again by a rather high pitched laugh coming from the girl in front oh her. Looking away and towards Keiko in a flash again she realises that the idol is leaning in rather too close for her liking "I-eh... exc-" she tries to say, stuttering and blushing, never having somebody so close to her before. Nia jumps, the bubble that she had just popped scared her and peeved her, but she promised she wouldn't burst, not after her making fun of Nia's accent, and certainly not at this " I was TRYing to say that I do not ap-appr -like the way you are acting towards mon amis, Marco." She says in a rushed breath, not liking the fact she couldn't get her English out very well. "I just think you should stop playing wit' him, he is scared silly and I don't like it mademoiselle Keiko!" She says, raising her voice slightly.