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"CB-san, are you sure?" McQueen didn't feel well after pushing herself during practice, she could feel a fever coming on as her muscles weakened from the stress of running too hard and too much. "It's...it's just until my fever calms down to take myself to the infirmary."

"Right, you need to catch your breath and drink some water." Mr. C. B. placed the back of her hand upon McQueen's forehead.

"Hmm, it's not that bad, but I'll take you there if you're not feeling better real soon." She handed her a bottle of water. "Don't drink it too quickly, just take some sips."

@praeteritus-memories

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Adam sighed. Looking at his paperwork as he tried to figure out more info on this so called 'boy' of his that he was talking about. "I can't just kill anyone or even get them out you know? There is a lot of paperwork and even a few lies I have to make up that would be believable to everyone as well." Running his hand through his hair in frustration as he got a funny feeling of what was going to happen.

[waitingfate-archived]

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For Reimu a late night stroll is nothing new. While she enjoys when its day more that's because of her affinity with the sun. She doesn't hat the night, its just more her relatives domain. But it was around the time of year where night came sooner and things got colder. So for her an eternal source of heat, she was stuck being the odd one out while everyone else wore clothes to defend against the cold.

Aya certainly noticed. It was indeed chilly, but her human disguise kept her warm. Reimu stood out in the distance anyways, but Aya wondered if she was really perceiving a warm aura about her right now. Did someone piss her off?

"Good evening to you, Shrine Maiden. Don't worry, I've finished up my work for today, so unless you give me a reason to grill you on something, I'll keep relatively quiet."

@warriorsofcrimsonrealms

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"I don't swing around a comically large hammer just because it's fun," Amy replied, though listened. Thinking on his words and letting things sink in to understand him better.

"I do use it, but I took up using it to help protect people nstead of instigating it. Violence and compassion aren't always mutually exclusive."

She thought about the question, "I don't hold much of any high ground, life isn't that simple. I've lashed out violently, I'm not always proud in how I've reacted. You're right though, I've been very lucky to not have lost those close to me and I don't know for certain if I could hold onto compassion if the worst occurred."

Amy took a few careful steps to the side, maintaining distance but doing so to be more beside him rather than behind to gage body language better.

"I'm going to keep trying though. I won't stop working on it, and if that day comes that I abandon compassion, well you can say, "I told you so," if it makes you feel better to do so. "

" There's no replacing those that you've lost, but I hope someday you're able to open your heart back up to others again."

[complicateddestiny]

@xsecond-sonx

"Okay so... it's been a while since I heard this one so I'm going to be paraphrasing... anyway; there's this man and his son and they're in the kitchen, and the son is messing around and drops a plate which shatters on the ground.

The man uses this moment and says to his son "Now tell the plate you're sorry".

And the son does so. So then the man asks "Is the plate fixed?"

And of course it isn't. Because words on their own can't really do anything. Get it?"

[flcmcwillcd]

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Soft snores could be heard as the boy stayed wrapped up under his brown cloak, blissfully unaware that someone familiar be nearby where he currently rested.

Various dirt marks and small cuts adorned his small body due to the heavy training that he tried to do earlier that day, he wanted to show others the battle scars as he remembered hearing from the older members of some tribes that scars were a sign that you were getting stronger!

He could faintly hear words but was whoever was nearby even speaking to him? He couldn’t fully tell as a yawn then escaped from his lips, tiny mumbles soon to follow.

@glaciescustodia

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[charmed-redemption]

ROM: Gladiator Tales

[waitingfate-a]

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"Thank you," replied Miko with a bow. "I'll be as careful as I can be." Off to the aforementioned section. The tall bookshelves blended together but became more distinct up close.

"Patchouli must often be asked about how long it took to assemble such a collection." Miko noted all of the familiar and unfamiliar scripts on the spines of the books. In this section, there were massive and thin books alike. She picked out a rather heavy one at random. The front cover was bordered ornately, and in the center sat a circular arrangement of straight and curved strokes. The text inside appeared to be the result of taking this same script, flattening it into more familiar lines per page, and adding quick marks on top and bottom. "... I wonder what this could be..." She replaced it on the shelf and moved on. "... 'Buddha Country Language'?" That caught her eye. "What?"

Some of the text inside read,

Le Tao-te king, « Livre (king) de la Voie (Tao) et de la Vertu (Te) », est attribué à Lao-tseu. ...

"... isn't this Latin?" Finally, she came across what seemed to be a recent Japanese version of the book that she was looking for and leafed through it. "The way that can be spoken of / Is not the constant way; / The name that can be named / Is not the constant name."

"Sounds about right to me." Miko took the book with her and sat down near Patchouli, wondering if the answer to the natural question on her mind would be "yes." She remarked instead, "Thieves in black witch hats and red tokin, all two of them..." expecting to be corrected.

@gensokyohyakkiyako