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:(

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Avatars/monsters can't just love normally in many cases, can they? /lh

"No :)"

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Salome can hold her own, I'm sure!

"It's not a question of her holding her own... It's just that she's mine. My Salome, my songbird, my meal...~"

"I loooove her, you see~ Not by choice, of course..."

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"Tsk, oh, you miss him again, don't you, pretty songbird....~? But you have me now... And aren't I close enough...?"

"..."

"It's alright... you don't have to say anything... Just stay here with me, where I can hold you and keep you safe from the monsters...~"

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A pair of hands, sharp and long and wrong, curl around Salome's bony waist. "What are you doing, songbird...?"

When Salome responds with nothing more than a silent shake of the head, Michael purrs into her ear, nuzzling into her hair. "Good, good... My pretty Sah-low-mey... my little songbird..."

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How come he gets the blame for the damage the books have caused? He didn't make them, so why does everyone hate him for being the collector?

"Because he's a bloody idiot who was playing with forces he couldn't understand."

"You heard the woman."

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Woah.. smoking ADHD medicine

"I suppose she must have. ...Oh, now she's complaining about @jurgen-leitner-rp."

"That bastard's the reason I spent three years of my miserable childhood feeling watched."

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"Fascinating... I don't know what was in this particular 'strain,' but my songbird just cleaned a quarter of her room, for no reason."