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Better Layton Never: Execute Thread #66 !.ZzGrellBsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41555903[View All]

#BLN #Better Layton Never #Ask/Invite #IC

Star Wars III soundtrack - Order 66 and the Jedi Temple

>In the cold and dim interior of a resplendent star cruiser a figure looks out a wide viewport at the endless expanse of space itself. His hands, gnarled and greyed, fold behind his back. He gazes at the canvas of stars speckling a black void and grins, revealing atrocious rotten teeth in his saggy mouth.


Ah, good. The time has finally arrived. For years I've spent waiting...biding my time until at last the monolith that was the Jedi reign became complacent. Dull. Ignorant and arrogant. The 'balance' by which the Jedi strive became their very downfall, and now the galaxy bends to the whim of the Sith. It is united, it is strong, and soon our focus can hone elsewhere.

>He turns and gazes behind him, his eyes burning in the dark. Even sunken and sallow as he appeared, there was a distinct menace in his presence. His voice ranged from quiet and sophisticated to cruel and cackling, enough to make anyone's hair stand on end just by listening to him.


Perhaps...your measly solar system? It would not be much a challenge, but I confess...the prospect is tempting. I sense great darkness. I sense great anger. Will to dominate. Will to subjugate. Will to kill anything standing in the way...

>A greasy cackle echoes in the dark.


Oh. Do you think you can stand in the way of the Sith? Such confidence...your emotions shall betray you. The Dark Side consumes all. You, your world will be no different. You may try to resist. It would be amusing to me to see it even if you shall fail.

You still wish to try? Very well...let's begin.

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>>41558441
>Rose's decision proves to, unsurprisingly, be a correct one. It hardly passes five minutes when the door to the shared room opens after a short knock. There's a gentle clinking of ceramic, as the man was carrying a stainless steel tray with a small teapot, two cups and saucers, along with small containers of sugars, milk, and tea biscuits to compliment the set. Alton smiles wanly at Rose but his eyebrows set in a little worried furrow.

Afternoon, Rose. My apologies for being gone so long, it's...been something of a day today.

>He sighs and takes the tray towards his desk. He sets it down and picks up a single tea biscuit, which he tosses to his Rowlet perched nearby. The Pokemon hoots and catches it with a snap of his little beak, happily crunching on the treat.


...I suppose that isn't the only thing I have to apologize for, though.

>He lifts the teapot and carefully pours out the two cups. It's easier to focus on it, gather his thoughts, and also enjoy some tea after the particularly hectic day that he had. The fragrant steeped tea was a summer blend, something bright with hints of citrus that matched not only the season but also the woman behind him.


>When he finishes pouring he sets the teapot down and turns around to face Rose. He smiles at her with a sad glimmer in his eyes and sighs, altogether heavier than he expected when he started out.


I've been focused so much on such a gloomy past, looking at the dark I couldn't appreciate such a warm and bright light so close to me. It's been....lord, years now and still you're here every day. Still...here. And that's something I don't believe I've appreciated to the length you deserve, Rose.

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>in the offices of Saddle High, the highschool in town, there sat one particular student. He stood out just a bit from the other students, not only not being a pony, or a human, but instead a bear of all things. The bear was known among most of the students and staff members as being a trouble maker, either picking fights with the other students, disrespecting teachers, or simply disrupting class through out the school year. The more particular thing about this sophomore, was the fact that he had fairly good grades, for most of his classes, others seeming to not have any effort put into them. Because of the nature of the student, he was sent to the counseling offices, and so he sat there waiting. Arms folded, leaning back on his seat with a scowl as he waited. Duke looked particularly bored considering there was nothing for him to fiddle with, since if he pulled his phone out any teacher passing by.

....

>The bear let out an over dramatic groan, throwing his arms up into the air, then allowing his body to go limp and spread out along the three chairs he was stationed at.

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>>41558443
>A few moments later there's the sound of some shuffling from one of the counseling offices, followed by a woman's head poking out.

"All right whoever's ne..."

>As her gaze focuses on the student that has been sent her way she lets out a sigh.


"...Oh,its you again. Well, whenever you're done being indignant over the oppressive power structures that brought you to my door and decide you want to talk, I'll be waiting in my office."

>And with that she returns to her seat in the small office she's in charge of for the day, to continue poring through a large textbook of her own.


>At least it'd been a slow week on the nurse office front, though the woman she splits those shifts with doesn't seem like she should be allowed to be anywhere near children to begin with.

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>>41558442
She gratefully accepts the cup of tea, giving the man in front of her a warm smile without a hint of surprise in her expression. Something he would be used to from the Seer.

"Those due tend to be something of a semi-regular occurrence around here."

Even when she didn't know the contents of a conversation ahead of time, she never let on what she was and wasn't aware of.

Even with the relative calm that the Manor had been going through long days were still something that were experienced every now and then.

She sips calmly from her tea mug, her eyes watching him over the rim of the cup as he speaks before she sets it back down.

"Of course I'm going to be here everyday. I love you and I know that you love me even if you struggle with those feelings sometimes. I understand."

She wasn't going to hold his past against him, and even if sometimes she thought he focused on it too much she knew there wasn't a whole lot she could do without what could potentially have been a very painful conversation.

They were happy together, so she'd never seen any reason to push the issue yet.

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>>41558444
....uuugh....

>Duke let out a small groan as he lifted his head up towards the older woman once he heard her voice. He wasn't particularly fond of this lady, but...he wasn't fond of anyone really, and there was worse people to give him a talking to. Still, since she didn't seem to be in any rush to get this over with, Duke didn't get up right away. Instead simply laying on the chairs for another two moments before eventually getting up and walking into the redheads office.


Alright, lets get this over with.

>The bear would go straight towards teh chair infront of Makises desk, keeping his arms folded. Now getting a better look at him, one could see a few bandages on his snout, probably from a fight a while ago


Blah blah blah, I'm sorry, I'll pay more attention, I'll be less rude. Can I go now?

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>>41558446
>As Duke finally enters the office the woman sets the rather large book she's reading aside, though if Duke bothered to glance at its spine he might be able to catch sight of the word Psychology on it.

"Look...Duke was it? Normally I'd probably say yes, just like most of the counselors you've probably been forced to deal with, since its not like we have a lot of time to focus on each and every student with some sort of problem."

>The woman continues to give the bear a rather deadpan look.


"Not only that, but its really better for everyone if students are able to spend their school time in class, still...I can't help but remember you showing up in my office a lot. Not this one of course, but just because someone else has already patched up your most recent scrapes doesn't mean I can let you off the hook this time."

>Having said that, she motions towards the chair Duke is standing near.


"So, how about you sit down and tell me what happened this time, instead of just trying to brush everyone off like usual?"

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>>41558447
...

>Duke would give a deadpan look of his own towards her, as he contemplated his options...which really were nonexistent. With a final sigh, Duke simply sits, shifting in his seat slightly as he got comfortable already being able to tell this wasn't going to be a normal "meeting". the bears mind drifted towards her mentioning of patching up his scraps, and he couldn't help but rub at his snout where the bandages were.


Yeah, well, that's your job anyways....

And what's there even to say, I call the teacher wasn't letting me use my phone while all the other guys were, so I called her a bitch for singling me out.

>WAsn't really out of the norm for him to do something like this, usual arguments with the teacher about countless things. Atleast from what his file usually said.

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>>41558448
>Duke's "explanation" doesn't seem to get much support from the woman sitting across from him, in fact it results in a rather disappointed looking frown.

"...And you thought that would get you wanted? Instead of what, a quick trip to the nurse's office and then being sent my way?"

>The woman sighs again, before continuing.


"Well, depending on on who hit you there's other problems here, but it's not like your other classmates are lined up outside either. Which probably makes it feel even less fair, even if you're the only one who didn't keep his cool."

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>>41558449
What? This?

>Duke pointed at his nose to motion at his bandage, although it didn't seem very recent, it did seem like whatever happened left a pretty large wound.


This wasn't cause of the second period. This was done outside of school. And cause of that I don't have to tell ya jack.

>Duke said happily, folding his arms infront of his chest once more. With the added knowledge that there were fights outside of school they'd probably still want to check on him.


Before you ask though, no, it's not my mom or something like that.

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>>41558450
"...Well, at least it wasn't your teacher, though you really shouldn't try and push her into sending you out of class either even if you wanted to get her into trouble."

>Miss Makise's expression eases up a bit at this point, though she still doesn't seem that impressed with Duke's antics.


"Which brings us back to the earlier point, I mean, you obviously don't want to be here in this office having to explain yourself to someone. But somehow you keep showing up either here or the nurses office anyways."

>She then reaches into a drawer behind the desk and pulls out a rather large folder before setting it down between them.


"You've got a rather sizable file after all, complaints from various teachers, reports of fights at school, yet despite all that and even with how much they might want to say you're a bad student, you're obviously sharp enough to keep up with the material despite how little time you end up actually being in any of your classes."

>The woman gives him a few minutes to let this sink in.


"So, why is it then that you seem so intent to act like an idiot so much of the time? You had to know you'd get sent here after all the other times, after all."

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>>41557725
>Sabel shook her head in response to Ada's question.

"No, no, not as much as a nuke. It's a different type of radiation. It's not dangerous, it's not powerful, but it's almost exactly the same as the kind that permeates Ada's homeworld."

>Meanwhile Ada looked back and forth from Val to Ary with concern, but with growing understanding. It seemed that with the mention of the crystal, she actually began to notice it. And like Sabel explained, it was exactly the right type for her.


>Finally she looked at Ary and nodded.


>Val noticed the nod and took a step closer. As she did, Ada moved her tail towards her and let the coiled section slowly unwrap, revealing the nuke's soft green glow.


>Val immediately moved towards it and picked it up. As her hands came into contact with it, her eyes flashed red and began glowing slightly. Where her bare hands touched it, red lines started emanating from the spot, spreading across her skin and disappearing beneath her sleeves, just like the red lines that pulsed along Ada's white skinlike hide.


>In contrast, when the nuke broke contact with Ada's body, the red lines that had been constantly emanating from that area of her tail left and moved across her body as normal, with no new ones being formed.


>Val quickly took the nuke towards the mech, Sabel following quickly afterwards to disable the mech's anti-theft mechanisms with her presence.


>Val went around to the other side of the mech and jumped up onto it's back, disappearing from Sabel, Ary, and Ada's view for a moment.


>Ada meanwhile moved closer to Ary, putting her head on her shoulder and looking up at her with somewhat sad eyes.


>When she came back down and into view, she was no longer carrying the nuke, having stored it safely in one of the mech's external storage compartments. She seemed slightly more energetic than before, but the glow from her eyes was gone. The only thing that seemed to have changed was that her horns had grown a bit, but the difference was almost unnoticeable.


Alright now that that's over with, I can get you a piece of that crystal and then you two can be on your way.

>She said as she came to stand a few feet away from Ary and Ada.

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>>41558451
>There was a moment where Duke got a deer in headlights expression on his face at what Makise had said. DUke only ever had his mom ever tell him that and she's said it for years at this point, was rather different hearing it from essentially a stranger.

W-well uh....

>Duke went quiet for a few seconds, struggling to come up with a real comeback, but eventually just throwing his paws up into the air.


What's it matter anyways! I just like causing fights and being an asshole, who cares aslong as I'm doing okay in classes!

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>>41558453
<"What's it matter anyways! I just like causing fights and being an asshole, who cares aslong as I'm doing okay in classes!"

>At this outburst, the woman's expression goes from one of being one that looked honestly curious to annoyance.


>In fact she actually looks kind of pissed, especially for someone who is supposed to be both an adult and a professional.


"So, basically you're saying you think it's fun making more work for everyone involved, while also wasting all of our time, then?"

"It's not like you're the only one who needs patching up after some of your antics either, even if you don't care what happens to you, or any of the people responsible to make sure you kids get through the day in one piece obviously."

>Miss Makise shakes her head after a few moments.


"Seriously, is that really how you want to live your life? Just being some troublemaker who everyone just tries to make someone else's problem? Grades are important sure, but what about when you get a job, or when its the TPD you'd be dragged off to instead of me or one of the other counselors?"

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>>41558452
Mmm, right.

>Ary kept it at that as Sabel clear up what the Crystal was. Well, not completely defining it but at-least telling Ary the most important part of it, that it's not as dangerous at-least. Ary was sure to keep close to Ada to do her best to keep the alien calm for the handover, placing her hand on her shoulder. Ary took notice as to what was going on with Val, and raised countless questions. Mainly the question of "What is this woman" as she clearly wasn't a human. ALthough the horns were a give away, the reaction she had with the nuke wasn't something that a lot of creatures did. Regardless, Ary remained quiet as they took care of the nuke, moving her hand to Adas head to pet her gently as she leaned her head on her shoulder.


See? That wasn't so bad was it?

>The way Ada had been acting during this had shifted what Ary had thought about the Alien. No longer does she view her as a simple animal, but it did seem to complicated with her. Once Val came into view and spoke, Ary nodded her head


Yeah, sure, won't mind that at all....

>Ary stared at her for a bit, wondering, her expression changing from a cheerful mood to one more of confusion. Before Val could turn around and leave, Ary raised her hand up to her to try and stop her from moving anymore.


What's you're guys deal anyways?

Both working for the same organization, one being tasked to find Ada, yet you're both just....letting us leave? Hell, even helping us?

What's your angle here.

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>>41558454
Yeah!

You know what!...

>Duke had gotten tense, raising his arm up as he was ready to make a point. But he had no point to make. He let his paw fall to his lap before once again bringing it back to his cross armed position, this time looking off to the side somewhat rather than looking at her. Unlike his usual kind of grumpy resting bitch face, he looked somewhat sorry.


That's still like, 4 years from now...I'm gonna probably have a job and get out of this town anyways. First thing I do I'm getting outta here, ya hear me!

>He leaned back in his chair, holding his arms tighter towards his chest as he kept looking off to the side at a slight angle. If Makise could hear, she could probably catch him muttering under his breath


Not like I start the fights anyways.
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>>41558455
>Val stopped and turned to look back at Ary as she questioned her.

Just because we work for an organization doesn't mean we agree with everything the organization does.

>Val crossed her arms over her chest and rubbed her shoulders as she looked down at Ary with a tired expression on her face.


We're not actually helping you all that much. You'll still be hunted. At most we're giving you a head start, another chance to escape. Get Ada somewhere safe. I'll do what I can to explain things away to my Captain.

>Sabel stepped in at that point, chiming in with her own thing.


"As far as this is concerned, Val's mission is probably going to be considered a failure. The next person the Captain sends isn't going to be as subtle in their hunt for you two. Your best option is to lay low, or at least have Ada do so."

>Val nodded in agreement with what her friend said.


I'm personally going to send my squad back up without me and see how things are back on the ship without putting myself in trouble. If who they send next is who I think it will be, you should definitely get Ada somewhere safe as soon as possible and keep her there for the foreseeable future

>Val cleared her throat with a cough and uncrossed her arms, her expression hardening.


But to answer your question, our 'angle' here is that we don't agree with our bosses and we're putting ourselves in danger to help you. Why doesn't really matter. What matters is we get this whole thing over with so we can go our separate ways and get what we need to do done before it's too late. Maybe we'll meet again under better circumstances.

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>>41558456
>The nurse/currently counselor seems about to snap something back at him but...

<"not like i start the fights anyways."


>Instead she raises a hand to pinch the upper part of her nose, as if she has a bit of a headache.


"...Lets start there then, okay? What sort of job, and where do you plan on going? Town definitely has its problems, but that doesn't mean you should just rush off without a plan."

>The woman says, giving no indication of overhearing the bears grumbling. Not that he'd likely open up directly to her even if she had if he was trying to keep her from hearing in the first place.

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>>41558457
>Immediately after Val was finished speaking, Ary opened her mouth and was about to say something. Before any sort of noise could be made, she would shut her mouth slowly, and simply look Val in the eyes for a bit. Few seconds. Few minutes. Quite a bit of time. This entire situation was a sticky mess. She could simply trust them and hope what they say is true. It could be some sort of elaborate trap.It could just be a fever dream given by the radiation the nuke was giving off....that part was unlikely. Deep in thought, Ary kept staring. There was one particular option she was willing to lay on the table, but much like the Troll planet, much like her....previous life events. She felt the need to quit while she was ahead.

....

>There was a second attempt to speak, an attempt to go against her instinct on this one but alas her mouth opened and then closed without making a noise. All Ary did was shift her weight from one leg to the other, and her shoulders stopped being so tense. The blonde girl with hair to spare simply closed her eyes, took in a breath through her nose before letting it out just as quick and simply said.


Alright.

Lets get this show on the road then, yeah?

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>>41558458
Mmm...

>Duke...really hadn't thought about that. Well. That wasn't true. He thought about it a few times, but had never really thought too deeply on it. SUre, he went "Yeah, I'll probably do this" but it was never something he seriously thought of. Like hell was he going to just say nothing or give a dumb response to her.


Mm.....

Probably open a bar.

Or something like that. A place where I can hang out and not do anything. That sounds pretty chill ya know?

>Clearly, the bear may have been smart, but he didn't know anything about operating a business.

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>>41558459
>Val looked at Ary with the same expression, saying nothing as the other girl opened and closed her mouth a few times. She was waiting for her to say something, or argue, to present another option, but she doesn't say anything herself.

>When Ary finally speaks and affirms the plan, she nods.


Okay, good. I'll be right back.

>Val then turned away and walked towards the edge of the roof. At the same time she reached into her uniform and pulled out the hilt of her katana. As she got to the edge, she pressed the button on the side and extended the blade before jumping off the side of the roof, disappearing from sight.


>Sabel then moved up and stood next to Ary and Ada, crossing her arms over her chest. She looked out at where Val disappeared off the side of the roof for a moment and then she looked down at them.


>Ada looked up at her, extending her neck slightly to sniff at Sabel's skirt. Sabel smiled lightly down at her and reached down with a hand to pat her head gently once before pushing it away back towards Ary.


"Non, fille, don't imprint on me."

>She whispered and then looked at Ary.


"I know it's weird and just out of the blue, but we really just don't want to do what we came here to do. It may seem sudden to you, but this has been a long time coming for both of us."

>There was a loud crack and the crystal floating on the front lawn shuddered, interrupting Sabel for a moment. After a quick glance at the sound, she looked back at Ary and continued.


"This is just the first opportunity we have to escape our circumstances. Val just wants a place she can be herself."

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>>41558460
<"Probably open a bar."

>"Well, that's a start at least" the woman thinks as she tries to figure out how to go forwards from this point.


"Well, there is a lot of skills there you wouldn't pick up at school, but at the very least you'll need math to help you budget."

"Though even beyond that there's a few other things you'll need, especially when you're just starting out."

>The woman raises a finger before continuing.


"Like listening to people, since well, you probably don't know yet at your age, but its not like us adults go to bars just to get a drink, since if that was the case it'd just be easier to buy whatever on our way home."

>Another finger goes up.


"And maybe the most important thing, you have to know how to deal with people. After all, even if you keep from damaging anything, if you toss people to the curb at the smallest slight, well that means they aren't in your bar getting drinks, so you aren't making money."

"Honestly, its not that different from my job right now, except instead of necessarily trying to fix problems, your goal is just to make people feel comfortable and welcome, well...at least until you need to cut them off so they can make it back home safely. After all, a dead customer isn't going to come back to your bar any more than one who feels unwelcome."

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>>41558461
Yeah...I had figured....

>Ary too had stared out at the sound of Val breaking off a piece of the crystal. Assuming it was that anyways. Ary turned her head to Sabel, and that concerned look she had on would fade away into a smile.


Well hey, don't let me stop you two from something you've had plan. THough, I can't help but atleast offer you two my card or number. Ya know, incase you need help. I know I may seem like a blonde teenager, but I've got ways to help out people in a pinch.

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>>41558462
>At the mention that he couldn't run the bar how he'd want to, it really put a damper on his thoughts on it. Hell. Even the fact that she'd mentioned the fact that it was basically the same type of job as hers really turned him off the idea fairly quickly. Dukes expression soured a bit.

Not like I was set on the idea anyways....

I don't even like talking to people who's job it is to talk to me. So nevermind I guess. I dunno what I'm gonna do after school, so ya happy now?

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>>41558390
Yes and I suppose elbow dropping the town's problems onto landmines has proven so much better.

>Father mimics Torque's stance, staring him right in the eye.


Well if you want I can show you just how hot my passion for this town burns!

>He punctuated his statement with a burst of flame covering his entire body. The ones on his back reaching toward the sky.


Gentlemen! Gentlemen please that's quite enough!

>As quick as they came, Father's flames would subside as he straightens his posture. His hands reaching to fix an unseen tie on his shirt.


I do believe we've seen just about enough. Do either of you have any closing statements?

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>>41558392
>As everyone clusters around the doorway to what is supposedly the final room of Frank's Lair, Sophie readies herself for whatever may come next.

>And then, in an instant there's something wrong. Gaps have appeared in her memory, even without having taken damage to any of her core systems, at least as far as she can tell.


>Still, there's a lot of things that just don't match up, including a mysterious Arte that no longer has any reference point to how she came up with it. Even as far back as the fight versus Casey and that Giant Skeleton, there's something that just seems to be off.


>Still...even if there has been damage to some of her core systems, she can't let it get in the way of any of the things she came here to do, so she shouldn't say anything.


"..."

>After all, if she brought it up now, Clint would probably tell her to stay in the back, where she'd be "safe". Where she wouldn't be able to keep anyone from dying, so she can't tell them, not while she still needs to fight.

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>>41558378
>Cait fidgeted around nervously, keeping her act up rather nicely as he began talking about the manor.

"Wayne Manor? ...Is it far from here?"
>She asked softly, the tigress making a mental note of the name.

"A-are you sure they'd want to take someone like me? ...Not really much of a fighter if it's such a dangerous place to live."

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>>41558465
>The woman sighs a bit as she shakes her head, though at least this time she doesn't sound particularly annoyed.

"You kids have the weirdest ideas sometimes. We're supposed to be making sure you end up productive members of society, so why would you think it'd make me happy to hear that you have absolutely no clue what you want to do with your life?"

"Still, can't say it sounds like much of a dream if you give up on it at the smallest sign of difficulty. How are we supposed to try and prepare you for the life you want to lead if you don't actually want anything enough to work for it?"

>The counselor taps the side of her head at this point.


"That's what school is really about, more than the grades. Helping you figure out what you're good at, what sort of things you're interested in, and even how to deal with people even if you don't really like them. Colleges are basically the only people who'd care about what's on your report cards once you're out of here, so figuring out how to function in society and what you even want to do with your life is what's really important."

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>>41558469
>The remark of teachers and school trying to make him into a productive member of society and to try and help him figure out what he's good at and what interest he'd like, Duke threw his paws up into the air in frustration

That's not it! Everyone here tells me what to do!

"Don't do that Duke" "Don't do that" "Society does value that kind of attitude or hobbies!"

Well I'm sick of it! I'm sick of all the people here who talk about how much they care, but act like dick backs, I'm sick of all the students who are fake as hell, and I'm tired of all the damn people who start fights by talking smack, and get away with it while I'm stuck here talking to you!

>Duke was fuming at this point, huffing through his teeth and trying to catch his breath. Though, after a few seconds of realizing what had happened, he quickly tried to relax shutting his eyes tight as he tried to keep back the tears from his outburst. Another second passed by before he let out a heavy sigh and said


Can I just go now?

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>>41558470
<"Well I'm sick of it! I'm sick of all the people here who talk about how much they care, but act like dick backs, I'm sick of all the students who are fake as hell, and I'm tired of all the damn people who start fights by talking smack, and get away with it while I'm stuck here talking to you!"

>Well, well, seems they were finally making some headway, even if'd been like pulling teeth, all while trying to not lose a hand in the process.


<"Can I just go now?"


>The woman seems to have to stop and think about the question for a bit, her eyes glancing up at the clock as she does so.


"...Well, I suppose I've kept you long enough that I couldn't be accused of going soft on you, so I suppose if you'd rather just head back to class instead of talking about your interests or trying to formulate battle plans so you aren't the one who gets in trouble next time, I can't really force you to stay any longer."

"Of course, if you feel like your time would be better spent talking to me, well it's not like I can just ignore a troubled student's concerns either. So, I suppose it's really up to you where you'd rather be right now."

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>>41558471
>She had brought up a good point. Atleast he wasn't in class right now. Plus she was hotter than most of the other workers. Not only that he didn't really want to go back after this outburst. If anything he'd try just wandering the halls to just cool off witch would probably just lead to him getting caught by security and ending up back here or back in the class room.

...If it'll keep me from going back to class. Sure. Not like I can't catch up on the work...

...

What's your deal anyways? Why do you care so much about what I do or where I go?

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>>41558466
>Torgue would scowl at Father, unfazed by the fire he emitted. He would turn his attention back to the audience.

YES! THIS TOWN NEEDS A STRONG LEADER WHO CAN STAND ON HIS OWN MEIRTS AND BE HONEST WITH HIS CITIZENS. ONE WHO IS WILLING TO BE AN EXAMPLE FOR HOW ALL SHOULD TREAT THEMSELVES AND OTHERS!

>Torgue would say.

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>>41558423
>With the arm severed Stein takes no chances and picks the bloodied limb off the checkered ground. The golden ring disappears from the extended finger, and with some adjustments to the doctor's Sylladex he allocates the ring to join the Queen's he collected after the destruction of Derse. Securing the rings was, by far, the most important thing now that the King was dead. He'd have to take them to Qrow and the Forge at the Land of Alcohol and Frogs to trigger the final sequence of the game.

>His gaze drifts towards the direction Appleslice had flown from the King's retaliatory attack. For a moment he looks tired and stares at the horizon. Appleslice couldn't have survived that attack, which meant he must have been sleeping or woke up in a start in a locked room of Wayne Manor. Stein placed the dreamselves in separate rooms within Appleslice's Wayne Manor, locked safely with some measure of electronic communication to call out for help if and when someone died when they weren't supposed to.


>Stein wasn't looking forward to that meeting, but at least Appleslice wouldn't be deaf. He still couldn't hear anything except a high pitched noise in his ears.


>>41558423
>>41558391
>It seemed the other two were occupied and with everyone undoubtedly busy mutilating the King's corpse he wouldn't expect them to hear him say were he was going, or notice him leaving.

>He makes to drop the carapace arm before flying away but pauses and considers the limb. Stein shrugs and captchalogs it instead to study later. These chess people didn't burst into grist as the game constructs did, it could be illuminating to investigate their biology as an additional reward.


>With his heading set, Stein jumps into the air and with a spin flies off from the two. He'd have to find a transportalizer and fetch Appleslice first, then...well, maybe after their talk he'd want to see the Frog's creation? He heard that the sight was something to behold, indescribable but phenomenal to observe.


>Whether the ghosts in the bubbles were exaggerating or not about it was something he'd have to see for himself.

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>>41558445
>Alton holds his cup in his hands, the ceramic warm even through the fabric of his gloves. She really was wonderful, far more than he ever could hope after previous heartbreaks. How unfair had he been to her, holding on to the doubts of the past?

I do love you, Rose. And you're right that I struggle with, well, plenty. It doesn't feel right to me to at least not say what should be said, after all these years it's the least I can do.

>He takes a breath and with a calming sigh slowly releases it.


All this time I never proposed to you. I...was afraid to, actually. After what happened with Judith I couldn't bear the idea of committing to a relationship like that again. I felt like I failed it, after all it was my fault I terminated it. After that, after everything, I couldn't surmount the feeling that I tossed away something I wasn't trying hard enough to salvage and in the end to have any sort of relationship like that again was fantasy rubbish.

But that was rubbish. I didn't trust my own determination over why I left her in the first place. I've been so keen to flagellate myself for perceived sins I blinded myself to how much better things have been because I keep thinking over 'what if I tried harder?'. What if I put aside everything and tried to make it work? Isn't it terrible that I moved on like this, tearing the family asunder because of my own discomforts? Would I have made a better husband, a better father, if I stayed?

>He frowns when the girl pops into his mind's eye, namely the frame in the empty room with the small girl smiling brightly at the camera with him standing in the frame, with a wan smile that looked so tired.


...Well, perhaps for Valerie I would have. I don't know, I doubt I will ever truly know there. But for Judith, for her? I...never would be me if I stayed with her. And for her, she I don't believe was herself with me. She was everything opposite of me, loud and brash and violent, never content to slow down, never quite listening when I reached out to her...

>Alton shakes his head and tsks out loud, enough to finally draw the attention of the owl perched on the other side of the room. Alton's pet rarely showed interest whenever the man spoke, but either the offered treat or the heavy nature of his words was enough to finally break through his feathery skull.


It's absolute bunk that I sit so long in regrets of choices I made when ultimately, those choices weren't terrible in hindsight. Things are better now, better than I ever could dream five years ago. I've been a prat, letting this sit as some insurmountable obelisk, and worse avoiding talking about it, doing the same ruddy thing I always do when faced with someone personally uncomfortable to confront.

>He finally takes a sip of his tea. It's hot, to be expected, but the summery citrus taste was a welcome reprieve for how dry his mouth became. He swallows thickly and shakes his head, this time a hint of resolution to his tone.


Not anymore. I'm rather sick of doing this, feeling this, it's all so tiresome.

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>>41558468
<"A-are you sure they'd want to take someone like me? ...Not really much of a fighter if it's such a dangerous place to live."

Heh! You'd be surprised! The guy who runs the place isn't known for being a fighter either, it's just a bunch of super powerful people all live there! They housed plenty of refugees there when Town's been attacked before, never asked for rent, never asked anyone to fight if they couldn't fight. As far as I hear, the place is dangerous but the people who live there even more. Anyone after you would have to really think twice about trying it there!

>The place was pretty incredible, though Father Lawrence had some qualms over the mansion's devil-may-care approach to handling the problems that cropped up over there. The Lord was a righteous one and Wayne Manor's retribution was as biblical as one could expect. Nobody who attacked Wayne Manor could expect to survive.


The only catch about the mansion is it's outside of Town, a few miles northwest of here in Ihnna Woods. It's a walk to get to, unless someone can just teleport or fly or has a car...

>He had none of these and smiles sheepishly at the small tigress.


I don't really have any of that, but if you'd like I could walk you there so you don't have to travel alone. We can meet the head of the mansion; I'm sure if you explain what's happening with you that he'll be more than willing to help.

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>>41558467
>>41558179
>>41558184
>>41557946
>>41558392

-!!

>Grell stops with a pained grunt, staggering drunkenly for a moment from her standing position with her free hand pressing to the side of her head. A lancing pain traced its way from the top of her skull all the way to a part right above her neck, a headache she never could expect to have striking at the most inopprotune moment. It's just a flash, a brief moment of discomfort, but even for that moment it felt as if her brain was placed in a vice and squeezed.


>Grell fixes her eyes shut and sucks air through her clenched pointed teeth.


Tssst!

>The Reaper angles her chainsaw that she had been using to walk with and stoops, if only for a moment. She hadn't fared too well in this escapade, after being run through in that other room by the annoying zombie and being healed, her lack of blood was doing a number to her general acuity.


>The sensation passes and Grell takes an extra moment to rub her eyes. For a moment she swears she can detect the phantom scent of some kind of animal on her glove, but she shrugs the smell off as something caused by her retreating migraine. Now wasn't the time to lapse out, not when they were approaching what was presumably Frank's inner sanctuary.


>The witches had taken the lead, with Sophie keeping up with them. She felt like Clint, his dog, and herself were lagging behind at this point in comparison, and with the salamander minding them. It would have been more insulting if Grell had more energy to be agitated about it. Walking was enough of an effort to kill the fires of spite in her, she'd be content for the sedate pace and the company.
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>>41558484
>She thought it over as he continued on with it. The place did sound rather desirable as he went on with it, and she could easily use her stature in addition to her 'sob story' to drum up some easy sympathy... Despite how undesirable that would be, the advantage it presented would be a tough one to pass up.

>She pondered over the idea some more for a few brief moments it would seem she had no other alternative left open to her; her trail hunting down Alice has grown ice cold and assuming Yuno had died in the explosion at the apartments, she had no other 'objectives' left for her to tackle here. More or less she was back at where she started.


>She pulled out her folded bus schedule, opening it up and spreading it out onto the table-top next to her cleaned plate.


"...Well I don't have any other way to get around, do you think the buses go out there?"
>She asked sweetly with an innocent chime.

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>>41558493
<"...Well I don't have any other way to get around, do you think the buses go out there?"

>Father Lawrence opens his mouth to respond, at first with a small smile that slowly morphs into a gormless stare. He knew buses ran consistently through Town, and there was a long term route to places like Canterlot and Ponyville, but he couldn't recall if there was a significant route that went north.


>There had to be, hadn't there?


I...don't actually know.

>Buses were funded by Equestria, maybe making a stop at Ihnna Woods for Wayne Manor wasn't something they supported? Maybe they were?


>Father Lawrence scratches his chin and turns his head thoughtfully to glance away from Cait.


You could ask at the bus depot, they'd know all the ins and outs. It's here in Central District, they'll have all the routes listed. There could be something that heads up north. It'll cut out plenty of the time if there is one, but if not maybe whoever works at the depot could suggest some other way to get there.

>He remembered seeing some kind of news report about 'ridesharing' whatever that was. Someone who worked more with the transport department would know more about it, he supposed.

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>>41558399
>>41558423
>The Black King was dead. The game was won. All that remained were the finishing formalities. Jyggalag would begin ordering some of his monsters not on the battlefield to return to the asteroids. The factories present on them were important, and he wanted soldiers present to prevent any deconstruction of the equipment that may occur with the war over.

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>>41558399

>Though up until this point, Koki had shown no mercy to the Black King, seeing the once massive monster shrink down to such a menial size caused her to pause. All at once she was conflicted on weather she should make one final strike against her foe.


>>41558423

>In that brief moment, someone else stepped up to finish the job. The lightening flashes from Baileys attack cause her to lift her arm to block out the light. It was over. Koki drops to the ground, her weapon clanging onto the ground by her side, utterly exhausted. Then it started to hit her.


< Appleslice...


>>41558479

>In her tired and weakened state, Koki looks over to Stein. Thinking he would be just as distraught at such a terrible loss, she finds the inhuman "doctor" relatively calm all things considered. Did this monster of a human truly feel nothing for Appleslice? Perhaps he truly was utterly heartless after all. As she sits on the ground, glaring at Stein, Koki could feel the rage welling up within her once more, this time targeted towards Stein. Had she not destroyed her HANDS FREE MOBILE SHADES earlier, Koki would have said a few choice for the madman. If she wasn't so tired from the fight, she might have just rushed him instead, but, at least for the moment, all she can do is sit, and seethe.


>>41558399

>Future Koki nods with approval as the lightening flashes in the distance.


I'm so happy, i got to see the end.

>Walking over next to Appleslice, Future Koki lets out a soft sigh.


You need to hurry, they need their Appleslice back.

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>>41558486
>>41558467
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>>41558392
>Needless to say, Sucy wasn't exactly thrilled about what she was seeing. There were enough monsters in the next room to whipe them all out with all the suffering they've already gone through. The giant three headed dog alone could easily tear them to shreds right now. She retracts the telescope and collapses it into her pocket. Her hand on her chin as she thinks their options over.

.......

>She looks to Clint with her typical bemused expression.


Yeah we're all gonna die if we go in there.

>She turns her head and faces the wavy wall once more. The options they had were limited but Lerroy Jenkinsing inside would lead to the death of them all.


>She once again thinks of the tempting power the gem in her pouch offers to her. Perhaps with but a single utterance she could render every enemy inside to ash. A smile comes across her face as she ponders this. How much more indebted to her would Clint be if she was the one who soloed the biggest threat yet? He'd probably offer his life in eternal servitude if she did that. It was an amusing thought, one that was just barely powerful enough to peek her interest.


>Before she knew it her hand was already slipping into her pouch. The red glow of them gem shining through the gaps in her fingers.

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>>41558474
No further statements. I believe I've already said all I need to.

>The man sitting before them would bow his head before shifting his own papers to be in order. Before he knew it both candidates had taken control of the debate. Perhaps it was for the best to get it overwith quickly.


Very well, we now go back to Mr. Brockman to return to our regularly scheduled day. Good Luck to the both of you.

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>>41558423
>>41558479
>Just as he had predicted the battle would end almost as soon as Stein commenced the fatal attack. All that was left was to finish the no longer menacing Black King in his all to mortal form. An act that Bailey seemed all to eager to do herself given the ferocity of her roar. The crackling of lighting roaring enough for him to feel it through his body. The somber moment afterwards wouldn't seem to last much longer. While the others seemed eager to wait around for a bit longer he would spy Stein already floating away. There was little doubt in Appleslice's as to where he was going.

>>41558509
>At the very least he would allow Koki to bask in the afterglow of the battle. Her statement weighing true for him as well. It had been a much longer road then anyone could have guessed. He would have hoped that everyone at least came out stronger through all this. He was almost certain that he had at the least.

I am aware of your feelings toward my Uncle but I must request you don't judge him harshly. He has honest intentions yet he has difficulty expressing himself at times. I fail to imagine what he must have gone through in the past.

>It seemed to be a common thread with the adults in his life. Broken individuals trying their best to act as passable as they could in a world demanding perfection. He wondered if it was simply on of life's inevitabilities. Would he meet the same fate one day? Or had he already.


In any likelihood, I must keep up appearances.

>Stein would likely take his time to return to his land. Unless he had god tiered there was no way he could have survived that attack. He'd have to make his way back to his manor and meet Stein there before he could grow suspicious.


I do hope we may continue to see each other once this game is concluded. I believe myself rather effortlessly locatable with the right motivation.

>At least that's what the last two villains in his life had taught him. He hops on Cerberus's back and speeds off the long way around the area. He'd still have to make haste if he wanted to keep the illusion up.

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>>41558473
<"What's your deal anyways? Why do you care so much about what I do or where I go?"

>The woman just stops and stares at the bear for a few moments as if the question was somehow shocking to her.


"...Is it really so strange to care about the future? Or well the futures of the student's here at least. I suppose I don't really talk with the teachers much, since well it'd be a bit weird, especially since some of them were teaching back when I went here as well."

>Miss Makise shakes her head as if to try and get back on track.


"Though, I suppose if I had to pin it down, perhaps some of it is that I hate watching as people just let their dreams slip away, especially with students that obviously have a lot of potential."

>As she explains the woman starts to look slightly embarrassed.


"...And well, maybe the ones who are actually teaching would say I'm being naive or that I'm still too young to accept the system as it is, since this wasn't really my dream job or anything either, but its not like anyone gets to their dream without a struggle, except for Ponies maybe."

"So, yeah, I guess I just don't want either of us to regret where you end up later in life, worrying if there was more that could have been done to make things different."

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>>41558479
>>41558507
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>>41558514
>And just like that. It was over. Baily hadn't known what to feel right about now. Simply staring at the remains of the Black King while panting in an attempt to catch her breath back. By the time she took her eyes off of the body and regained her composer, Stein had already gone, leaving just herself and Koki on the field. The war harden cat made her way to Koki whom was laying on the ground, and without saying anything flopped onto the ground next to her to look up towards the sky.

....

Don't suppose....you can just go back in time and stop Appleslice from doing that without fucking shit up, eh?

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>>41558515
>As the old woman spoke, Duke would for once would listen and nod his head. He had no harsh remark or scowl on his face, instead he just sorta seemed ...lost....not at what she was saying, just mostly in general. Several seconds after she was finished speaking, Duke let it sit in his stomach before letting out a sigh and resting his head into his paw.

I don't even have a dream. All I want to do is get out of this school and get out of this town. Never really thought of anything beyond that...

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>>41558144
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>>41558486
>>41558512
>>41558467

>Casey stops for a moment and clutches her head as an intense pain rushes through her mind.


Ow ow ow ow, it hurts

>She says quietly to herself. The actions of the lost knight, while lost to everyone else, hurt her beyond just her mind, but also her conviction, he having been essential to her changing sides. In a brief moment of questioning why she was following these people and not Franks orders, she glances upon Sophie. All the memories and conviction she had developed now fully imprinted upon the girl instead.



>Just as the others, Dixie too suffers from a mild headache, unaware of what had happened to their unknown party member. Though her enraged feelings towards the now non-existent still remained. Without a proper target, Dixie's frustrations only grow further, directing it towards frustration with the progress of the group as a whole and her own lack of proper preparation for the venture. At the slender witches declaration, Dixie glares at the girl. While speaking into Clints mind.


< What do you mean we're all going to die???


>With a quick peer into Sucy's recent memory, Dixie can see for herself.


< Oh no.


>She thinks, glancing back to Clint.


< The next chamber is indeed his sanctuary as the salamander said, but it is fully occupied by what appear to be Franks most powerful undead, akin to those everyone had fought previously. I...


>Dixie glances about at the sorry state of the group. A cloudy minded witch, a one armed veteran, and crippled reaper, and string bean of a witch, an apprentice necromancer, and herself. None of which were in any condition to hold a proper fight against the fiends that lie ahead except for possible Sophie, but even then it would be too much for her. In her frustration, Dixie sits and starts to anxiously scratch her head with her hind leg, trying to think of a plan.


< Grell is physically weakened and couldn't do a proper fight, but perhaps she would have enough strength to open portals? Maybe we could utilize that as a weapon to relocate a majority of the enemies. I'm sure we could at least cause them to fall through such holes. Perhaps Alice could summon another one of those clouds or Sophie could blind them all with one of her magic blasts? I could mentally manipulate the one still connected to their brains...


>She glances back to Clint.


< You're the one with military experience, think of something Clint! This is for your daughter!


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>>41558512

>The red gemstones glow emanates an alluring warmth that beckons her to grip tighter. Promises of power beyond her wildest dreams, images of the fiends just beyond the door cowering before her just before crumbling into ashes at her feet, fill her mind. Anything she wanted, it could do... Or so it promised. All the frail witch needed to do was simply wish it of the red gem, and it would provide her the power to make her imaginations into reality.


>>41557946

>Even as Sucy is tantalized by the red gem, Alice would feel the warmth of her own gem waver for a brief moment, comparable to the waves at a beach pulling back just before the next wave came in.

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>>41558495
>Thankfully Cait is rather familiar where the bus station, and she did have some spare bits in her pockets to cover a fare, was just a matter of finding the route, if there was one.

"...I suppose that might work, is it safe to travel there? I haven't rode the buses here yet."

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>>41558514
>>41558517
>>41558509
>It's a long flight to be stuck with his thoughts. Stein didn't enjoy it, but already he was stacking up the sequence of a very long list he had to do both to end the game and back home. The time that passed in Sburb was something he couldn't calculate and the time player wasn't terribly keen on him to be of any help. An indeterminable amount of time since he last was in Rigel Prima, and just what could have happened since then? Wade hadn't responded to Pesterchum in ages...

>He lifts his hand and taps the sides of his glasses as he flew onward for the transportalizer to the Land of Books and Controllers. The pesterchum app pops before his eyes, and in his recents he could see the names of his team-mates chumhandles all considered offline for now. His eye drifts to a name beneath them, one that hadn't been contacted in a long time now.


screwLoose [SL] began pestering deadPony[DP]

SL: WADE, I WANTED TO TELL YOU-
SL: DAMN IT.
SL: HOLD ON I CAN'T TELL HOW LOUD I'M TALKING.
SL: I THINK I MIGHT BE DEAF RIGHT NOW.
SL: LET ME TRY SOMETHING TO FIX IT.


>Stein flips to his Sylladex and leafs through the cards until he comes upon a well used one. He traces a pattern out and in a pop the Horse Talisman appears and drops into his palm. He lands on the ground near the transportalizer and gazes expectantly at it and in a flash the doctor feels both eardrums make a distinct 'POP' in his skull. He squints, rubs an ear with a free hand, and clears his throat.


SL: Okay now THAT'S better.
SL: We just finished off the final boss and we're in the home stretch for the game.
SL: I wanted to share that good news with you since it seemed pertinent...
SL: As...
SL: As well as some bad news.
SL: I tried my best Wade but I couldn't prevent Appleslice from dying during the battle.
SL: He still has a second life as backup, I'm going to get him now but...


>Stein sighs tiredly and steps on the transportalizer. In a flash he disappears and reappears on a metal rig placed atop a stack of books jutting from a cold dark sea. In the distance he could see a magnificent lighthouse and its ray of light pierce through the hazy sky, signifying Appleslice's completed personal quest.


>Stein hops back into the air and flies, this time in the direction for Appleslice's manor. A heavy guilt sits on the doctor and he gazes listlessly into the horizon.


SL: I'm sorry, Wade.
SL: I tried my best to keep him safe in this damn game.
SL: He'll live through it but I have no idea how he'll take that death experience.

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>>41558524
Should be! But if you want to feel safer I could escort you there myself if you want. Like I said it's here in Central District so it's not too far away. I could even swing by the post office afterwards, get that chore done since I need to pick up the mail anyway.

>She seemed skittish about the idea of going alone, offering that much he hoped would set her at ease. It could make any 'bad guys' think twice too, he thought, and make her less of a target out in the open.


>He'd just have to keep his eyes peeled for suspicious activity!

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>>41558527
>Cait was getting absolutely sick of this act of hers, she didn't at all need this priest to follow her to the bus stop, the small tigress figuratively putting a foot in her mouth at the suggestion... Oh well it couldn't be helped now.

"Are you sure father? I would hate to keep you from attending to your duties here"
>She softly replied in an innocent tone, hoping she'd remind him of some important task than to escort some cat across town.


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