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In what they normally wear

In what I’m currently wearing

In a school uniform

In swimwear

In underwear

With no clothes on

In winter clothes

In fancy clothes

Making 3 different expressions

Standing on their hands

With their favorite animal

Hanging out with a friend

Sitting on the couch

Doing something they don’t normally do

Eating

Playing a sport

Beaten up

As a kid/adult

Wearing a funny hat

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After over a week of discussion, me and Mod Pidge have finished up the roster for RG! Following under the cut…

But she didn’t, and was oblivious to whatever emotion the other had adorned. The firm clasping had jolted her a little, though she simply leaned forward and pressed their foreheads together. A stray shiver ran down her spine, eliciting an unsteady exhale from her. 

"We’re safe, we’re safe…" she echoed under her breath.

She’d certainly inquire later, but found peace in letting the questions hang in thin air. No more worries… not now, definitely. They were safe and sound…

"We are. ‘T… ‘t ‘s."

The level of trust she placed in Sachiko to speak the truth was, to say the least, impressive. She clung to every word, mouthing them as she heard them and nodding ever so slightly in turn.

"I can’t believe ‘t’s really been this long… ‘M not goin’ anywhere, now. No way. ‘M stayin’ right ‘ere with y’… From now t’ th’ end o’ time."

A weak laugh shook her frame.

Those words echoed in Sachiko's mind. But this isn't really "death", isn't it? They were just data in a machine. Still, they weren't really "living" either.

"I guess this is our 'fate', then? It's not as bad as I thought it'd be. After all..."

A small chuckle escaped her and she shook her head. Whatever she was originally planning to say was now lost.

"Y'know, that's a pretty cliche saying. ''Til death do us part.' And yet, we're still here, together... It was meant to be a vow, a promise, but in this situation, it's pretty void. Maybe we should 'renew our vows'..."

Sachiko smiled, gently squeezing Tsubame's hands.