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[Considering the whole non-permanence of death thing, not to mention the closets, George isn't too worried about her track record with pets. And after all, she kept her frog for a long time! Like, two years!
It might be that overconfidence that made fate decide to fuck with her, though.]
Hey. Uh, if anybody finds a yellowish-orangeish frog about [She gestures.] this big? That's, uh, mine. So if you can just put him in a box or something, I'll come get him.
It might be that overconfidence that made fate decide to fuck with her, though.]
Hey. Uh, if anybody finds a yellowish-orangeish frog about [She gestures.] this big? That's, uh, mine. So if you can just put him in a box or something, I'll come get him.
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Should I ask you in turn if you're into frogs then?
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Not exactly. But he's the only pet I kept for longer than...well, I kept him the longest.
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... How long did you keep him?
[Or manage to keep him? Should he even ask about other pets she might have kept?]
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[That makes her sound good, right?]
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That's not bad. You got another one after it?
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[Pause.]
That sounds mean though.
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It's okay, you didn't know you were coming here either.
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[Sarcasm.]
Having something from back home is nice, though. I guess the whole waffle house thing made me seem like that kind of sap already anyway, but it's true.
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I think it's still okay. Home is where we should be.
[Should, although maybe not necessarily want to be.]
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[She glances at him, suddenly wondering something.]
So you and Souji...come from the same place?
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Same country. Different cities. Two years apart.
[... It was better than answering "yes" and leaving it way too vague. It also then answered the question of being from the same world.]
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[She'd ask if he has the same powers as Souji, but she'd rather keep a limit on the number of people who know she's a reaper.
So she'll just assume he can.]
I'm American. Seattle.
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... What's America like?
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[Was that a ribbit?]
Did you hear that?
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Okay, here, take this.
[She hands him the terrarium and starts creeping towards her frog.]
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Motherfucker.
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... Are you okay?
[That did look painful.]
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Her hand flies up to her forehead, and, sure enough, she's bleeding pretty heavily. She...probably cracked her skull. At the very least she would need stitches. "Would" because undead people heal remarkably fast.
Fuck what is she going to do.
She presses her hand more securely to her forehead and decides on the one thing she can do: catch that fucking frog.]
I'm fine. Hang on.
[And, reaching out with her free hand, she dives around the table and pins the frog to the floor.]
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Save it, if you can. I can heal you.
[Thankfully no one else was around. And he couldn't just let her or anyone bleed like that. He brought the Evoker out of his holster, held it to his head, and after the sound of a gunshot, summoned Messiah to heal her of her injury.]
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That is very different from Souji's thing.
She sets the frog inside and closes the top. After a moment's hesitation, she touches where her wound had been. It was still sticky with blood, but the gash was gone.]
...Did you just kill yourself for me?
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It's not a real gun, only a summoning device.
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[She hesitates. Maybe he doesn't know. She'd feel like shit if she went spreading Souji's secrets around after asking him to keep hers.]
I've seen someone else do something like that.
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