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Heart Soldier Senshi
[ The elevator opens up to a room spacious enough to house the whole unit comfortably, but with no furniture to speak of except a touchscreen podium near the far wall, displaying a row of four larger-than-life mahjong tiles on a red background. On the left side of the screen is a square that says TRADE. The walls and floor of the room are nearly checkered with metal panels, out of place against the rest of the marble flooring and unremarkable off-white walls.
The elevator doors close behind you. ]
The elevator doors close behind you. ]

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She had to be fine without him. She would be fine.
Meeting her gaze, the spark of determination was still hot in his eyes, even without the words to reassure her. He brings a hand up to cradle her face - the side that wasn't bleeding - trying to tell her things would be okay.]
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She sniffs. there's SOMETHING IN HER EYE, blood maybe. (no, it's tears, but shhhhhh she's not gonna cry!! --more. not going to cry anymore. ) She nods her head. ]
Hurricane has medicine, but I think...
[ you can't swallow it. ]
We'll make a deal with SensitIV right away, okay? It's going to be okay.