“I guess so.” Thirteen grips him by the shoulder to push him back.
"You can do it, I believe in you.. maybe ask my sister for help if you need it." he rubs their chest and nips a their neck
"Oops. Thanks, pal."
“She would help in such a process?”
“No problem.”
"I don't see why she would not, it's a simple book burning."
"Ya got a firm grip."
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“Delicious, you are the best girlfriend ever.” She says, lying down after finishing the food.
“What happens if I ain’t got a last name?”
They allow her to help more, though she still thinks they don’t need to help at all.
"I'm sure that's not true."
he chuckles. "Then, no registration!"
She lays down in her bed that has been moved to be nearby Merabelle's.
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“I guess so.” Thirteen grips him by the shoulder to push him back.
"You can do it, I believe in you.. maybe ask my sister for help if you need it." he rubs their chest and nips a their neck
"Oops. Thanks, pal."
“She would help in such a process?”
“No problem.”
"I don't see why she would not, it's a simple book burning."
"Ya got a firm grip."
“She just might want to avoid it…”
“I write a lot. And I’m a fencer and broadsword fighter.”
"no sense in assuming."
"Ahh, I see."
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“I guess so.” Thirteen grips him by the shoulder to push him back.
"You can do it, I believe in you.. maybe ask my sister for help if you need it." he rubs their chest and nips a their neck
"Oops. Thanks, pal."
“She would help in such a process?”
“No problem.”
"I don't see why she would not, it's a simple book burning."
"Ya got a firm grip."
“She just might want to avoid it…”
“I write a lot. And I’m a fencer and broadsword fighter.”
"no sense in assuming."
"Ahh, I see."
They nod and lie back down.
“But what about you?”
He pets at the side of their head and kisses them. "Love you, so much."
"I'm just Will."
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“Delicious, you are the best girlfriend ever.” She says, lying down after finishing the food.
“What happens if I ain’t got a last name?”
They allow her to help more, though she still thinks they don’t need to help at all.
"I'm sure that's not true."
he chuckles. "Then, no registration!"
She lays down in her bed that has been moved to be nearby Merabelle's.
“Agree to disagree.” She kisses them weakly on their cheek, not wanting to get them sick.
“Well that can’t be too bad.” She smiles, putting her hands on her hips.
She walks over to the bed, sitting next to it on her own, “Sweetheart, I think I found somethin’ yer gonna remember, wanna see it?”
She wipes it off, again cause they're sick. "Not trying to offend, I swear."
"Not at all."
"What is it, mama?"
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“Delicious, you are the best girlfriend ever.” She says, lying down after finishing the food.
“What happens if I ain’t got a last name?”
They allow her to help more, though she still thinks they don’t need to help at all.
"I'm sure that's not true."
he chuckles. "Then, no registration!"
She lays down in her bed that has been moved to be nearby Merabelle's.
“Agree to disagree.” She kisses them weakly on their cheek, not wanting to get them sick.
“Well that can’t be too bad.” She smiles, putting her hands on her hips.
She walks over to the bed, sitting next to it on her own, “Sweetheart, I think I found somethin’ yer gonna remember, wanna see it?”
She wipes it off, again cause they're sick. "Not trying to offend, I swear."
"Not at all."
"What is it, mama?"
“It’s okay… I know I’m a little sick… love you anyway…” She coughs into her arm.
“Hey, what’re ya doin’ out here by yerself anyway?”
She walks over to her shelf, opening it and pulling out a very old music box.
"Love you too." she pats their leg, laying on them more like a lap-dog than a partner
"I like the quiet, and it helps to keep it on the low. Serial killer and all."
Annabelle watches, eyes lighting up in possible recognition.
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He shakes his head. “That’s silly. Nobody’s ever just anything.”
"You should rest with me, Your Light." every time he gives them a title, he means it.
"Fine; I'm Will, the alcoholic, sadist, outcast, one of the last white-furred raigaars, and I wear clothes like the Outer-folk, er- Outer-folk is a tribal term for hic!~ anybody not a raigaar."
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“Delicious, you are the best girlfriend ever.” She says, lying down after finishing the food.
“What happens if I ain’t got a last name?”
They allow her to help more, though she still thinks they don’t need to help at all.
"I'm sure that's not true."
he chuckles. "Then, no registration!"
She lays down in her bed that has been moved to be nearby Merabelle's.
“Agree to disagree.” She kisses them weakly on their cheek, not wanting to get them sick.
“Well that can’t be too bad.” She smiles, putting her hands on her hips.
She walks over to the bed, sitting next to it on her own, “Sweetheart, I think I found somethin’ yer gonna remember, wanna see it?”
She wipes it off, again cause they're sick. "Not trying to offend, I swear."
"Not at all."
"What is it, mama?"
“It’s okay… I know I’m a little sick… love you anyway…” She coughs into her arm.
“Hey, what’re ya doin’ out here by yerself anyway?”
She walks over to her shelf, opening it and pulling out a very old music box.
"Love you too." she pats their leg, laying on them more like a lap-dog than a partner
"I like the quiet, and it helps to keep it on the low. Serial killer and all."
Annabelle watches, eyes lighting up in possible recognition.
*Sorry, I’ve actually gtg soon.*
She makes sure not to spread her bacteria onto them, letting them rest together.
“Do ya ever got lonely out here, like ya need somebody ta talk to ‘er anythin’?”
She begins to play the music box, if she doesn’t recognize the box, she definitely recognizes the song being played as Merabelle sings a lullaby for her childhood.
“Delicious, you are the best girlfriend ever.” She says, lying down after finishing the food.
“What happens if I ain’t got a last name?”
They allow her to help more, though she still thinks they don’t need to help at all.
"I'm sure that's not true."
he chuckles. "Then, no registration!"
She lays down in her bed that has been moved to be nearby Merabelle's.
“Agree to disagree.” She kisses them weakly on their cheek, not wanting to get them sick.
“Well that can’t be too bad.” She smiles, putting her hands on her hips.
She walks over to the bed, sitting next to it on her own, “Sweetheart, I think I found somethin’ yer gonna remember, wanna see it?”
She wipes it off, again cause they're sick. "Not trying to offend, I swear."
"Not at all."
"What is it, mama?"
“It’s okay… I know I’m a little sick… love you anyway…” She coughs into her arm.
“Hey, what’re ya doin’ out here by yerself anyway?”
She walks over to her shelf, opening it and pulling out a very old music box.
"Love you too." she pats their leg, laying on them more like a lap-dog than a partner
"I like the quiet, and it helps to keep it on the low. Serial killer and all."
Annabelle watches, eyes lighting up in possible recognition.
*Sorry, I’ve actually gtg soon.*
She makes sure not to spread her bacteria onto them, letting them rest together.
“Do ya ever got lonely out here, like ya need somebody ta talk to ‘er anythin’?”
She begins to play the music box, if she doesn’t recognize the box, she definitely recognizes the song being played as Merabelle sings a lullaby for her childhood.
*figured :3*
She begins to fall asleep in their lap.
"I have friends, er. Friend."
Annabelle closes her eyes, tears flowing silently as she reminisces.
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“Delicious, you are the best girlfriend ever.” She says, lying down after finishing the food.
“What happens if I ain’t got a last name?”
They allow her to help more, though she still thinks they don’t need to help at all.
"I'm sure that's not true."
he chuckles. "Then, no registration!"
She lays down in her bed that has been moved to be nearby Merabelle's.
“Agree to disagree.” She kisses them weakly on their cheek, not wanting to get them sick.
“Well that can’t be too bad.” She smiles, putting her hands on her hips.
She walks over to the bed, sitting next to it on her own, “Sweetheart, I think I found somethin’ yer gonna remember, wanna see it?”
She wipes it off, again cause they're sick. "Not trying to offend, I swear."
"Not at all."
"What is it, mama?"
“It’s okay… I know I’m a little sick… love you anyway…” She coughs into her arm.
“Hey, what’re ya doin’ out here by yerself anyway?”
She walks over to her shelf, opening it and pulling out a very old music box.
"Love you too." she pats their leg, laying on them more like a lap-dog than a partner
"I like the quiet, and it helps to keep it on the low. Serial killer and all."
Annabelle watches, eyes lighting up in possible recognition.
*Sorry, I’ve actually gtg soon.*
She makes sure not to spread her bacteria onto them, letting them rest together.
“Do ya ever got lonely out here, like ya need somebody ta talk to ‘er anythin’?”
She begins to play the music box, if she doesn’t recognize the box, she definitely recognizes the song being played as Merabelle sings a lullaby for her childhood.
*figured :3*
She begins to fall asleep in their lap.
"I have friends, er. Friend."
Annabelle closes her eyes, tears flowing silently as she reminisces.
She lets them, happy to be with them. (Good end.)
“Who’s yer friend? Want any other friends?”
She lets the song play to the end, enjoying every moment the same as they do, crying herself.
“Delicious, you are the best girlfriend ever.” She says, lying down after finishing the food.
“What happens if I ain’t got a last name?”
They allow her to help more, though she still thinks they don’t need to help at all.
"I'm sure that's not true."
he chuckles. "Then, no registration!"
She lays down in her bed that has been moved to be nearby Merabelle's.
“Agree to disagree.” She kisses them weakly on their cheek, not wanting to get them sick.
“Well that can’t be too bad.” She smiles, putting her hands on her hips.
She walks over to the bed, sitting next to it on her own, “Sweetheart, I think I found somethin’ yer gonna remember, wanna see it?”
She wipes it off, again cause they're sick. "Not trying to offend, I swear."
"Not at all."
"What is it, mama?"
“It’s okay… I know I’m a little sick… love you anyway…” She coughs into her arm.
“Hey, what’re ya doin’ out here by yerself anyway?”
She walks over to her shelf, opening it and pulling out a very old music box.
"Love you too." she pats their leg, laying on them more like a lap-dog than a partner
"I like the quiet, and it helps to keep it on the low. Serial killer and all."
Annabelle watches, eyes lighting up in possible recognition.
*Sorry, I’ve actually gtg soon.*
She makes sure not to spread her bacteria onto them, letting them rest together.
“Do ya ever got lonely out here, like ya need somebody ta talk to ‘er anythin’?”
She begins to play the music box, if she doesn’t recognize the box, she definitely recognizes the song being played as Merabelle sings a lullaby for her childhood.
*figured :3*
She begins to fall asleep in their lap.
"I have friends, er. Friend."
Annabelle closes her eyes, tears flowing silently as she reminisces.
She lets them, happy to be with them. (Good end.)
“Who’s yer friend? Want any other friends?”
She lets the song play to the end, enjoying every moment the same as they do, crying herself.
(indeeb.)
"My friend is Amatarou, he's the king of my hometown... he doesn't have any real power over the town, so he runs cat cafe's; one here, one there. I uh.. Sure."
"Mama, wow... that was a trip." she chuckles, wiping her eyes.
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He shakes his head. “That’s silly. Nobody’s ever just anything.”
"You should rest with me, Your Light." every time he gives them a title, he means it.
"Fine; I'm Will, the alcoholic, sadist, outcast, one of the last white-furred raigaars, and I wear clothes like the Outer-folk, er- Outer-folk is a tribal term for hic!~ anybody not a raigaar."
“That sounds nice.”
“Well, thank you for the information then. I didn’t mean for you to have to talk about anything you didn’t want to, though. Sorry.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He shakes his head. “That’s silly. Nobody’s ever just anything.”
"You should rest with me, Your Light." every time he gives them a title, he means it.
"Fine; I'm Will, the alcoholic, sadist, outcast, one of the last white-furred raigaars, and I wear clothes like the Outer-folk, er- Outer-folk is a tribal term for hic!~ anybody not a raigaar."
“That sounds nice.”
“Well, thank you for the information then. I didn’t mean for you to have to talk about anything you didn’t want to, though. Sorry.”
"Maybe we get in the bed?" he asks with a laugh
"No, I don't mind, I just... don't usually think about it."
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He shakes his head. “That’s silly. Nobody’s ever just anything.”
"You should rest with me, Your Light." every time he gives them a title, he means it.
"Fine; I'm Will, the alcoholic, sadist, outcast, one of the last white-furred raigaars, and I wear clothes like the Outer-folk, er- Outer-folk is a tribal term for hic!~ anybody not a raigaar."
“That sounds nice.”
“Well, thank you for the information then. I didn’t mean for you to have to talk about anything you didn’t want to, though. Sorry.”
"Maybe we get in the bed?" he asks with a laugh
"No, I don't mind, I just... don't usually think about it."
Eito nods and helps you up, straining a bit.
Thirteen sighs and takes out his journal, starting to make notes.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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"I don't see why she would not, it's a simple book burning."
"Ya got a firm grip."
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2-13-25
“She just might want to avoid it…”
“I write a lot. And I’m a fencer and broadsword fighter.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Do you possibly want to rp, Jobah?*
"I'm sure that's not true."
he chuckles. "Then, no registration!"
She lays down in her bed that has been moved to be nearby Merabelle's.
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2-13-25
"no sense in assuming."
"Ahh, I see."
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“Agree to disagree.” She kisses them weakly on their cheek, not wanting to get them sick.
“Well that can’t be too bad.” She smiles, putting her hands on her hips.
She walks over to the bed, sitting next to it on her own, “Sweetheart, I think I found somethin’ yer gonna remember, wanna see it?”
They nod and lie back down.
“But what about you?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He pets at the side of their head and kisses them. "Love you, so much."
"I'm just Will."
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She wipes it off, again cause they're sick. "Not trying to offend, I swear."
"Not at all."
"What is it, mama?"
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“It’s okay… I know I’m a little sick… love you anyway…” She coughs into her arm.
“Hey, what’re ya doin’ out here by yerself anyway?”
She walks over to her shelf, opening it and pulling out a very old music box.
"Love you too." she pats their leg, laying on them more like a lap-dog than a partner
"I like the quiet, and it helps to keep it on the low. Serial killer and all."
Annabelle watches, eyes lighting up in possible recognition.
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2-13-25
“And I love you as well…” They murmur.
He shakes his head. “That’s silly. Nobody’s ever just anything.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"You should rest with me, Your Light." every time he gives them a title, he means it.
"Fine; I'm Will, the alcoholic, sadist, outcast, one of the last white-furred raigaars, and I wear clothes like the Outer-folk, er- Outer-folk is a tribal term for hic!~ anybody not a raigaar."
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*Sorry, I’ve actually gtg soon.*
She makes sure not to spread her bacteria onto them, letting them rest together.
“Do ya ever got lonely out here, like ya need somebody ta talk to ‘er anythin’?”
She begins to play the music box, if she doesn’t recognize the box, she definitely recognizes the song being played as Merabelle sings a lullaby for her childhood.
*figured :3*
She begins to fall asleep in their lap.
"I have friends, er. Friend."
Annabelle closes her eyes, tears flowing silently as she reminisces.
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2-13-25
She lets them, happy to be with them. (Good end.)
“Who’s yer friend? Want any other friends?”
She lets the song play to the end, enjoying every moment the same as they do, crying herself.
(indeeb.)
"My friend is Amatarou, he's the king of my hometown... he doesn't have any real power over the town, so he runs cat cafe's; one here, one there. I uh.. Sure."
"Mama, wow... that was a trip." she chuckles, wiping her eyes.
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“That sounds nice.”
“Well, thank you for the information then. I didn’t mean for you to have to talk about anything you didn’t want to, though. Sorry.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Maybe we get in the bed?" he asks with a laugh
"No, I don't mind, I just... don't usually think about it."
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Eito nods and helps you up, straining a bit.
Thirteen sighs and takes out his journal, starting to make notes.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.