Heart Soldier Senshi - SUNDAY
[ The bar is unit-colored with light unit paraphernalia, although it's all just for show. Fortunately, comfort isn't part of the unit aesthetic this time—all seats are cushioned, whether the booth seats or the bar stools, comfy and lush. Idols can sit anywhere they like, it seems.
There's alcohol available, but everything else is locked behind the wall-cabinet. . . the recipe book is also available to peruse at one's leisure.
Ah—the door opens, and a fuzzy sort of shade steps in. It looks like idols will be serving the Damned, today. . . ? ]
RECIPE BOOK
There's alcohol available, but everything else is locked behind the wall-cabinet. . . the recipe book is also available to peruse at one's leisure.
Ah—the door opens, and a fuzzy sort of shade steps in. It looks like idols will be serving the Damned, today. . . ? ]
RECIPE BOOK

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Blink. Blink.
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Are you secretly very young?
[ Is this the rare Uno Reverse card ]
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Might I ask if this is the friend you spoke about earlier?
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So instead - perhaps you can tell me a little more about Russell? Or the shop that you were in?
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As for Russell... I have memories with him where I have the horns and the wings, and memories where I don't, but I haven't the faintest idea of what the difference is between those. But I can tell you that he's very quiet, and not used to kindness.
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Though I wonder -- do you perhaps have a human form and that is why sometimes you have wings and horns and sometimes you are without?
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[...it doesn't sound quite right, but he doesn't know enough to prove it otherwise.]
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Regardless it seems then that Russell was comfortable with both of your forms.
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[That basically permanent lineface.]
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[It always seemed perfectly ordinary to her.]
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[It's everyone else here who sounds odd.]
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It's a cruel game they play, this. Steal our selves. Make us pay to snatch back crumbs. And here I am playing along...
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