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words, recognizing hungry, even if kitchen didnβt mean much to her. β sit, please? β she asked, calmer now, comforted by leonβs voice. she remembered his.
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emily enjoyed the open space, compared to the small box sheβd been kept in, even bumping into things felt like freedom. she took his hand, though her fingers only managed to hold onto one of his. it was enough. she nodded at his
at the touch to his hand, leon shifts and offers her his palm instead, should she want to grab it. he anticipated she may be a little uncomfortable in his apartmentββ a layout she's unused to, even if he had done
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didnβt move much farther. she wasnβt refusing, she just couldnβt. slowly, she glanced down to her aching feet. β iβ¦ canβt go. β
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emily gasped at the sight, the gunshot startling her along with the man falling dead. sheβd never seen anything like it before; π΄π¦π¦πͺπ―π¨ it was far more overwhelming than just hearing it. she took the offered hand, but
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People like such worked wonders to piss her off γregardless of the absence of physical expression for that one. Ada immediately pulled the trigger γno warning whatsoever before landing a bullet through the manβs knee. οΉ...οΉ α
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guide her, it felt better than the small room sheβd been kept in. at the question, she hesitated, trying to make sense of it herself. β iβm not sureβ¦ i just started walking, and now iβm here,β she said quietly.
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β fruitβ¦ β emily repeated softly, the word unfamiliar but somehow comforting. she nodded anyway, unsure if she liked it, but willing to try. she pulled the cloak tighter around herself, sinking into its warmth. even without a scent to
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β β β β the question made her pause, what did humans eat.α£ not flesh and blood like her family β fruit.α£ fruit.α they had that, at least while the maidsβ the human maids, made food. β β β β β β βum, fruit.α£ if you like that. . .β β
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β @remainvs poor thingβ¦ reports are one thing, but seeing her? how could i view this child as a mere subject? as a human, i feel for her. as a scientist, i want to studying herβfix her. iβve never had a specimen like this but as they say: never let appearance fools you. β
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for the sound of cassandraβs voice. β okayβ¦ β she agreed quietly, trusting she wouldnβt be left alone. β what food? β she asked, meaning what kindββthough she was used to just being given it, not told.
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emily felt the weight of the cloak before the warmth settled in. when she was lifted, relief washed over her aching feet, and she clung to cassandra. once set on the couch, she patted around herself, then turned her head, searching
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β β β β exhaling softly, cassandra carefully removed her cloak (which was far too hard with one hand, but she did it.) and gently draped it over the smaller figure. β β β β β β βokay, come on. weβll get you to one of the spare chambers and tell iβll have a maid bring you β
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emilyβs fear deepened at the sight, everything hitting her at once. as the stumbling man drew closer, she clung tighter to ada. β heβ¦ he would hurt us, β she nodded, voice small.
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A click of her tongue betrayed how annoyed she became at the sight β- that was nothing more neither less than a drunk man. Hence why Ada would hesitate to shoot the rumbling human. β Do you want him gone .α£ β α
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β thereβsβ¦ things here. β she whispered, tense.
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the girl shook her headββmore out of confusion than refusal, her vision still unreliable. emily reached up, her hand brushing over leonβs, making sure it was him. it felt warm, nothing like the cold furniture sheβd been bumping into.
attention immediately grabbed, hand gently placed over her shoulder from above. βhey, everything okay .α£β
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her other hand went to reach out for cassandra too. almost like she was asking to be held.
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β iβ¦ iβm coldβ¦ β she admitted quietly. her gaze drifted again, lost, unsure where to go or what to do nextββshe couldnβt even explain it herself.
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emily flinched at the faint wind and the slow creak of doors, anxiety settling in her chest. the only thing grounding her was cassandraβs hand and voice. she nodded, though she didnβt fully understand everything being said.
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β β β β noticing the way the child reacted, she focused her ears momentarily on their surroundings. lycans were definitely closing in, drawn by even the smallest of noises. they could likely smell emily from miles away. normally, they werenβt allowed too close to β β β β
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