#desdemona.

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DESSSSSS

[[Its that gayass robot again]]

*She turns, seemingly putting a soup to go with the Roast Chicken.* Ah? Hello dearest!

[thegirlthingever]

…

How dense ARE you? Oh me, it’s like I’m talking to a damned brick wall. I am UNINTERESTED. It would make my day if you left.

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[[Yellow pokes their head into the room, holding something behind their back.]]

Uhm- Des?-

Ah? *Her attention diverts, softly smiling at the one she loved.* Yes, Dear?

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[[Yellow half-runs half-stumbles into the room, clutching their face and breathing heavily through sobs.]]

des- des, i-

[[They look like hell, red blood seeping through their fingers and staining their clothing.]]

*She’s absolutely horrified by the sight, immediately running towards them holding Yellow tightly.*

Dear, what the fuck- Who did this to you. Shit- just- come on, let’s clean you up.

*A med kit is summoned and falls beside her, as well as a soft rag that she clutches in one of her hands.*

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[[After a solid Long period of the two stabding there awkwardly, Yellow breaks the silence.]]

YOURE REALLY PRETTY

*Usually, she’d have come back with a snarky remark. Maybe a “I know”. But now? Oh Jesus, she’s just getting even redder. How is this possible.*

…Thank you, Yellow- Y-You’re. You’re very sweet as of late. …Is there any reason why? Is there anything you need?

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(Heavy footsteps can be heard in the halls, getting closer.)

APO- HELLO?!- GODS- WHO- WHO GOES THERE?!- *The First bit seemed by instinct. Still inside the box, she still tries to fight her way out. Her voice quivers, as if she’d been crying. It would be very hard to tell if she were though.*

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[[Yellow walks in, looking very confused and disheveled, holding a broken pair of sunglasses.]]

UH. fuck-

DID IT HURT. WHEN YOU FELL

*She looks…not horrified, more so just so confused.* YELLOW. YELLOW WHAT THE FUCK WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHEN I FELL

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*Janus greets her on her way back.*

Well that certainly looked fun. Wanna have the real fun now?

*It gestures one of its blades to her.*

Oh please, it got boring after the millionth, “please! don’t kill me, stop, please!”.

But, you don’t look like much thrill either, so I’ll pass.