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Juniper "June" Tate *** | Twenty | | Writer | | Ainsworth Allegiance |

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The last thing I thought I would be doing in an earthquake was getting pizza.

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This was totally not a stress box-dye. Not at all.

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elijah:

I made a cake and I’m pretty sure I messed it up.

I think I’m in love.

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judas​:

And just why would you want to punish yourself in such a horrific manner?

I broke my cookie diet. Though, I really should have known better. No one can resist cookies.

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benji:

In my hands, no. In the hands I work for, maybe.

So it is biochemical warfare. Wicked.

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leonardo​:

“I see my old pal Savitri has remained quite dormant.” Leonardo lifted an eyebrow, flipping the newspaper he was reading over and cracking a slow grin as he checked his phone. No notifications. “Hate to say I miss the drama. Or not.”

June placed tucked her pen behind her ear. She leaned closer, peering at the paper Leonardo was looking at. “Do you think Savitri is gone? Sites like it can only go so far, and in a city like this, not many people are happy to part with their secrets.” 

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benji​:

I know I had that formula around here somewhere… shit doesn’t just disappear.

I have no idea what this is by the way. I’m hoping biochemical warfare of some sorts, but I don’t think you’re devious enough for that.

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judas​:

I don’t get why you’re wasting time watching birds.

Penance. There’s nothing more punishing than watching birds.

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leonardo‌:

Even if that meant my own death, June? You saw what happens to those who defy her, who defy any leader.

This has nothing to do with death, it has to do with your protecting someone who shouldn’t be protected. You didn’t keep quiet to stay alive, you kept quiet to help her even though an innocent girl died.

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elijah‌:

Ideas are meant to be improved on– it doesn’t mean you’ll end up just like him, you know. You could still write people’s stories, June.

I know. The dream just feels kind of gross at the moment; sort of ruined.

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elijah‌:

You could always take a page from my book and just not look up to anyone. For what it’s worth, though, I’m sorry your idol is a tool.

Thanks. I just thought he was different. The idea of him was what I wanted to be one day; a voice for the people. Or -- I don’t know, to one day write people’s stories. It all just feels bleak now.

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leonardo:

Juniper, I need you of all people to understand, You cannot write a story knowing it wouldn’t make a difference. Anything I wrote on her or the factions would have been swept under the rug. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I disappointed you.

Whether it’s swept under the rug or not you still write it. You don’t succumb to their tyranny, you write and prove a point of not being silent.

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What they say about meeting your idols is true; they become narcissistic boy toys getting their dick sucked to cover stories.

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leonardo:

It’s difficult taking threats seriously from a ten year old.

I thought you were the most admirable reporter in the city... but you’re just another sell out.

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hugo:

Not getting noticed is literally my only goal in life.

They sound like famous last words.

C’mon, we’re running.

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fiora‌:

I’m allowed to have a drink when most of my conversations today consisted of deciding the custody of a teddy bear between two toddlers.

That actually sounds interesting, who won?

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benji:

It doesn’t make sense.

But doesn’t it? He’s done so much...