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                       ‶  anyway ,  grace’s  quiz  was  totally  broken .  i  mean ,  i  know  her  better  than  anyone  else  so  obviously  it  had  to  have  malfunctioned .  it’s  not  like  grace  would  lie  to  me  about  that  stuff .  besides ,  i  am  TOTALLY  her  strongest  weapon ---  words ?  c’mon ,  quiz ,  you  can’t  beat  people  up  with  words .  it’s  a  miracle  i  even  got  two  right  with  how  screwed  up  it  was .  but  hey ,  at  least  it  got  the  important  things  right !  ″

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👤 + Samantha & One-One

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“One-One is the false conductor, what do you think my opinion on him is? If I ever got my hands on that robot, I’d beat him into so many little pieces you’d never know he was there to begin with.”

You’d better watch what you say, Simon.

“As for Samantha...” He hated being asked that question. “Samantha left me for dead when I was ten years old. I trusted her, I cared about her, and she ditched me without a second thought. She’s a liar, a thief, and a con-artist at best.”

He hesitated. There was a but there, and he knew it.

“... That being said, she can be helpful sometimes, I guess. At least when it comes to having things we need. I guess her hoarding tendencies come in handy for something. But that doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven her for anything she’s done! Useful or not, she still left me, and I’ll never forgive her for that.”

[voidedlie-moved]

💬 Rumor has it that you don't really hate Samantha. >:)

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Simon hated how the accusation left him speechless. It should have been so easy to refute, so easy to say that it was blatantly untrue, and that whoever had suggested it obviously had no clue what they were talking about.

But if it was so easy, what was stopping him?

The truth was, he couldn’t out and out deny it. He was all too aware of the mixed feelings Samantha invoked in him, that it wasn’t as simple as it seemed. As simple as he wished it was.

But he couldn’t bring himself to say that, either.

“First off, who the hell told you that? Because somebody needs to mind their own business.” He finally managed to get over his shock enough to reply, eyebrows furrowing in frustration. “Secondly, let me make one thing clear. I haven’t forgiven Samantha for what she did to me, and I never will.”

There was a difference between not forgiving someone and downright hating them. Simon knew that, and knew it wasn’t really a rebuttal of the rumor as it had been given to him. Yet it was the only argument he had that he could give with any kind of confidence.

“Do you understand what she did? I was ten years old, and I trusted her. I thought she would protect me. But she left!” His voice cracked. Swallowing thickly, he looked down. “She left, and if it wasn’t for Grace, I would be dead. I couldn’t possibly forgive her for that.” 

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“You should lay down, you hit your head pretty hard.” Samantha to Simon

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“I’m fine,” He immediately bit back, shooting upright from the sitting position he had been in previously. Only to immediately regret it upon realizing that he was definitely not okay, the sudden movement resulting in a dizzy spell that sent him tumbling right back down into the position he was in before.

Resting his head on his knees, he took a deep breath.

The false conductor’s attempts to kill him were getting uncomfortably closer to working, clearly. He had been injured in one of the freak car ejections that had been plaguing himself and Grace lately, and found himself totally separated from the latter.

She probably thought he was dead.

The thought gave him a jolt, and he looked up again, inadvertently making eyecontact with Samantha. The visible concern he could see from her made him pause, and he kept staring at her for a few moments, before abruptly snapping out of it.

“I can’t stay here. I need to find Grace.” He told her, standing up much more carefully this time. However he was still unsteady on his feet, and the back of his head was killing him where he’d slammed against the bridge outside.

He could handle it. He really had no choice, did he?

[lerfmuses-moved]

                       ‶  so  you  DIDN’T  take  it  seriously  the  first  time .  yeah ,  i  get  it !  just  mess  around  the  first  round  so  you  can  get  all  the  answers  and  get  the  higher  score  so  you  can  beat  me  AGAIN .  well  guess  what ?  ANYONE  can  do  that .  --- --- ---  so ,  guess  what ?  now  we’re  TIED .  ″