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[ Allumette could see it in his face, at least partway: he absolutely thought it was exactly what she was avoiding.
And in truth, she knew that was what it was, too. She just... she didn't want to admit it! The minute she did it felt unheroic, and that's what she was here to prove: that she could be a hero like her friends were. She had to stay her course, no matter how loudly the siren song of buried memories called to her.
But... indulging once in a while...
That was okay, wasn't it? ]
I know, I'll stay conscious of the surroundings. Good night, dea - Emet-Selch.
[ She was going to have to watch her tongue from now on, huh? ]
sorry took so long-- was battling a bit of seasonal depression
[ Emet-Selch bowed to his Persephone, his Aphrodite-- so many goddesses throughout time contained into one individual casing. She had been them all over the course of the centuries. A bow executed, part gallantry and with no measure of mocking within it. He smiled though and the way that it touched the corner of his mouth seemed a bit wistfully ]
Sweet dreams, Alumette..
[ strange because he had not wished someone sweet dreams in a long time-- though it had been the same woman, but a different time ]
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And in truth, she knew that was what it was, too. She just... she didn't want to admit it! The minute she did it felt unheroic, and that's what she was here to prove: that she could be a hero like her friends were. She had to stay her course, no matter how loudly the siren song of buried memories called to her.
But... indulging once in a while...
That was okay, wasn't it? ]
I know, I'll stay conscious of the surroundings. Good night, dea - Emet-Selch.
[ She was going to have to watch her tongue from now on, huh? ]
sorry took so long-- was battling a bit of seasonal depression
Sweet dreams, Alumette..
[ strange because he had not wished someone sweet dreams in a long time-- though it had been the same woman, but a different time ]
It shall remain ever our secret.