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| Supnitle | Jan 7 2018, 07:03 PM Post #11 |
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Ryuunosuke shook his head. "Why?" He asked. "Why do you care about whether or not I give up?" Slowly, he got to his feet, staring in front of her. He looked at Anastasia with tired eyes, red and bloodshot, a few lingering tears still threatening to spill down his cheeks. "This isn't your problem. We're not friends." |
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| Dante | Jan 7 2018, 07:11 PM Post #12 |
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"Why do you care to answer?" She challenged, watching as he slowly got to his feet, his eyes stained with tears and red and bloodshot. "Its not my problem." She repeated. "We're not friends." The girl shrugged her shoulders. "Shouldn't give up. Weak answer." Her tone was harsh but it was all she knew. She put her hands on his shoulders. "If you were going to do it... why are you still here?" She asked. "We're not friends. But you knew sister." |
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| Supnitle | Jan 7 2018, 07:34 PM Post #13 |
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Ryuunosuke's expression didn't change as Anastasia answered him. Of course it was a weak answer. He already knew that. But at the same time, what else was he going to do? Slowly, he reached up, nudging Anastasia's hands off of his shoulders. "So that's it," he said quietly. "You just want me to tell you about your sister." He let out a low sigh, looking back down at the ground. "Your sister killed and hurt a lot of people. She killed my best friend, and... me too, maybe." His voice was empty, cold, retreading the same topic he'd thought about so many times before. |
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| Dante | Jan 7 2018, 07:51 PM Post #14 |
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"Not just." She replied indignantly. As he continued she felt her hands being nudged away. She looked into his eyes and shook her head. "She didn't kill you! Sister...." Anastasia didn't have the grounds to say anything more. What she knew of Aleksandria was behind a wall of secrecy. Her sister had kept her own company and companions. "Sister... did a lot of bad things..." The blonde frowned slightly. She had heard the stories, but to see someone her sister had hurt. It hurt in a completely different way. "I won't let you do that." The Russian spoke flatly, almost staring into Ryunnosuke's soul. "We're not friends. But I won't let you do that." |
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| Supnitle | Jan 7 2018, 09:19 PM Post #15 |
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Was she telling the truth? Ryuunosuke couldn't tell. The part of his brain that would parse out such decisions couldn't bring out the effort to decide, as Anastasia wasn't giving him any hints. Even if she wasn't just bothering him to learn more about her sister, what did that mean? "... I don't know how you would stop me," Ryuunosuke said, "or why you care so much." He looked at her, silently asking again: what was her stake in this? |
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| Dante | Jan 8 2018, 08:54 AM Post #16 |
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"I... I can't stop you." She admitted rather sadly. "I don't..." The girl stopped for a moment. "I don't want to see someone make mistakes like sister." The wording was slow and almost confusing but the intent was clear. She didn't want him to make the same mistakes. To let something like that ruin their life. "I don't know what happened but.... not the right answer. You should..." The girl felt something buzzing, almost on the edge of her vision. It called to her and she didn't know what it was. She tried to ignore it. This was far too important. "You should... find friends. Stranger like me no good." |
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| Supnitle | Jan 8 2018, 02:37 PM Post #17 |
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I already have friends, Ryuunosuke almost said. He stopped himself at the last moment. Did he have friends? Joe's angry, venomous expression placed itself in the forefront of his mind again, but Ryuunosuke felt a small, nagging feeling in the back of his mind. It said that this wasn't right: he could reach out to Joe again, and his other friends were still there, and Anastasia... Ryuunosuke glanced at her again. He hated this. Why was he getting this talk from a Fyodor? When he looked at her, he noticed something - something off, like her attention was being pulled somewhere else. Blinking in confusion, Ryuunosuke glanced around, trying to see what Anastasia was looking at. |
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| Dante | Jan 8 2018, 02:43 PM Post #18 |
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As Ryunnosuke began to look around, Anastasia had already fallen victim to the siren call that had claimed her sister. The brief buzzing that seemed to bother her grew only ever stronger. She could hear it in her mind, could see the glowing golden butterfly. The girl felt her body turning, but she did not choose to do it. Her brain screamed to stop but it was almost as if she wasn't part of the control. Slowly, the girl left Ryunnosuke to his own devices. But that only told him one thing. That whatever reason Anastasia had for coming to Nagashima, it had just got a whole lot worse. |
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