* O COSMIC WARRIOR, WILL YOU PREVAIL?

                             curiosity conquers an incessantly altering countenance, the slightest mention of undisclosed concepts invading the befuddlement that adamantly remains. for what point is there in such a utensil when all that is required is the hands which gift her so much freedom? in response to this abrupt realization, she places the teaspoon beside the unknown sustenance. seizing the shell with both hands, she silently observes, a frown upon parted lips.      ❛  i'm not used to this.  ❜

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                             similarly, she as well winces at the abrupt commotion.     ❛  i don't know! give it to me --- there must be some way to turn it off.  ❜

                             while frustration occupies her expression, there is some relief at the prospect of any assistance.     ❛  is this supposed to turn on?  ❜     she presents the vexing object before the other --- a peculiar item, one she has come to known as a cell phone.

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                             ❛  i'm not sure.  ❜     eyeing the peculiar item with newfound unease, she can only express befuddlement at the sudden change in movement. out of unsullied fascination, her head tilts.     ❛  this isn't a holovid i've seen before.  ❜

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