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Requiem's Ideal World run #1
Oh. You have a text-- wonder what that's about?
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Hey, there's some junk in here that's not in the right spots. Take a good look around and fix that jazz. Everything's got a place or whatever.
No sense in hiding from yourself, right?
... what is this, a text for ants?
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"Anything in particular you recommend? This being your town and all."
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But she's already starting to move away, giving her a little wave as she goes. "I gotta run, though. See you at the show!"
Something long and thin clatters to the ground behind her as she strides off, but she doesn't seem to notice.
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"Hey..." Though Nemesis doesn't try that hard to catch Ashley's attention, instead going after what she'd dropped and attempting to pick it up. She can always return it at the show, after all.
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With a sigh, she moves on down the alley, where Ashley had recommended she go, even though this does seem super shady and a bad idea.
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You find, after some wandering, an alleyway that's been boarded up with wood and fencing. There's some small gaps, but...
You feel like there's something important, that way.
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Well, the bonus of a metal arm is that it doesn't get splinters. So she'll try to wedge it into the gap of the wood and open up a space big enough to fit one (1) girl...
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you really, really shouldn't have come here. but something in you had to. it was the right thing to do.
the lightning strikes you down swift as anything, setting you ablaze and burning you to a crisp. but you can't die-- of course you can't, you're immortal.
you just burn and burn and burn until there's nothing left.
But when you blink, you're whole again, staring at a dead end. Why'd you even come back here?
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Oh.
And it's like all her strength leaves her; her knees go weak and she crumples to the ground, flesh and clothes and hair still burning, fluids fizzling, skin crackling crisp and dark.
It hurts, and she cries out at the feeling--maybe just cries.
It is still not enough to drown out the screams of the others. Those ring in her ears just as clearly as when it happened.
(She will need a minute. Maybe two.)
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You have all the time in the world. After all, you're... completely fine. What's a little pain in the face of eternity?
There's a sense-- not yours, more like an echo of something else-- that... you should have been able to be better. You couldn't protect anyone like that.
You have to keep trying.
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...Either way, no time to waste on that now. Nemesis forces her breathing back towards steady; wipes violently at her face. Pushes back to her feet. There's much more important things to worry about here--so much better people to worry about.
She heads back out to the alleyway. Ashley had said there was something Req might want down here, right?
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... you feel a little comforted by it, actually. People smile kindly at you as they pass by, one or two people pause to ask if you're okay, if you need help, could they call someone? You're looking a little pale...
If you look around a bit you might find a nice little flower shop manned by a demon with reptilian-looking scales and fluffy wing ears. The only thing it seems to have is red roses, though.
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And--huh. She'll look around--is there just one sad bouquet? Or just various options that all happen to be roses that are red?
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but when you look directly at them, it's just red roses.
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--Well.
She swallows thickly, but looks for a nice rosebud. Not that there's much else she can see, but she's looking for something that feels right.
"...Uh. You got a nice ribbon or anything...?"
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But they pause, looking at it-- then at you-- and reach into another bunch of flowers; the one they retrieve is not a rose to your eyes, but a yellow tulip, and they tie it together with the rosebud(which, frankly, looks vaguely wilty. but hey).
They hand it back though, smiling. "There you go. On the house."
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Have a good night!"
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"Hey... There anyplace with good takeout over here?"
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She finally heads out, holding onto the flowers. Maybe she'll have better luck with dinner... She takes another look at the rose and tulip, though, as she walks.
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Honestly, it feels kind of like they were given TO you and less like you were buying them for someone else...
You find a few little take out places quickly enough.
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She hopes there will be minimal emotional terrorism as she grabs some munchies but judging from historical data, the odds are against it...
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