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[cardsareneverwrong]

“Are you crying?”

“ - no, I-I’m not.” 

A complete lie. Tear tracks were visible on her pale skin, the edges of her eyes tinted red. Even her voice betrayed her. She could try forcing the happy facade she always wore, but she didn’t bother. It would actually have looked forced. And that’s not what she wanted. 

“….Yes,” Nozomi finally admitted. It would be no use to lie, considering she was dealing with Kotori, of all people. However, she didn’t tell the reason why, not until the other asked. It was hard to even admit it, something she hardly had before. 

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“Textoris Melodia Funeris! Heed my call! Where art thou in this battlefield?!” The Undertaker was to aid him on the Holy Crusade, yet the Crimson Angel did not sense his aura amidst the gathering of warriors. Had he taken the wrong path? Anghel thought it impossible, as his intuition was (nearly) infallible; then again, there were a good amount of maid cafes in the vicinity and the Undertaker had been vague in his haste to leave school. Perhaps if he continued to call out with his all his bloodstained-soul to the heavens, it would signal his arrival and draw his ally to him...