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| Tama.
[Mitsuhide sounds gentle, but firm. There is a conversation he and his daughter need to have, and he's finally realised how to best go about it.]
It's time we talked about your fears properly. Leaving it any longer will not do either of us any good, I think. | |
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| So, I've been wondering... have any of you ever felt that you should remember something, but you can't no matter how much you tried?
[That's how Libertà feels. There is a part of his memory that he just can't remember. But why can't he remember? It feels like...]
Like there's a hole in your memory...
[He sighs a little.]
If only Princess was here, she would be able to help me out... Well, never mind. That's all I wanted to ask. | |
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| [Hello, Vatheon, your resident not!murderer has a PSA for anyone interested.]
To anyone concerned with the re-occurrence of Riffael's actions, I would put your minds at ease with the news that he is dead and will no longer be able to terrorize anyone.
//Filtered to Bianca//
Miss Bianca, I have your answer, should you still desire it.
//Filtered to Cain//
I would see you, if I may. Anywhere you please is fine with me.
//Filtered to the defense force//
If you still feel it necessary to detain me, I will not argue nor fight your judgement.
[After sending what messages he had, the man set about looking for a towel and, hopefully, a new shirt to replace the bloody and slightly torn one he wore. It was only at left sleeve and along his back, but he was certain it would be an off-putting sight nonetheless.] | |
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