#bloodfibered

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bloodfibered

     “Was there something that you wished to discuss, Iori?” He inquired, Frames were pushed to their proper position. Looking away from the laptop screen to focus his attention on the blonde before him. Had it been any other person, Inumuta would probably meet them with indifference or an apathetic remark. He saw his time burning up in unneeded idle chatter when he could have to prioritizing and managing his information. For Iori, however, he could spare time without much complainants from him.

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       ❇ ———— @bloodfibered liked for a starter !!

          ❝ I feel like I should be thanking you, but then                   again, I’m not sure what the hell happened. ❞

          The blonde let out a long breath with her words; a hesitation about their wording. A      clear confusion about her nature, she closed her eyes momentarily, sinking back into      the seat she had recently awoke in. Details of what caused her injuries were hazy, th-      ough she did recall being rescued-- the only thing she knew, what that she lacked kn-      owledge of her own location, and that she was sore.

          Raising a hand to brush her fingers through matted hair, violet eyes watched the b-      londe of whom she had spoken to. Examining him closely-- though dazed, she made       out a visor of sorts on his face and his height; not too tall, but not too short. He held no      obvious threatening nature, but of course, Yang would never be sure of such things.

          Dropping her hand, the blonde raised her voice once more, in question, “Speaking      of which, would you kindly tell me exactly what happened, and where I am?”