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╰☆╮Here she goes again, one misstep and she’s falling from a tree. Geez, isn’t this the second time she’s fallen off a tree? Anyway, she does fall on her back, but there doesn’t seem to be any injuries....Except, she just lays there. 

“Ouch...?” Not really. It’s a good thing her brother didn’t build-in a squeaker. Now, wouldn’t that be hilarious? To hear a squeak whenever she’d fall or injure herself?

Oh, hey...how are you? 

She’s staring. She’s staring at the stranger who happened to probably witness it all. 

Her eyes squint into the darkness of the sky; billowing smoke from the destruction obstructed the stars from view.. She turned on her heel, addressing the tall man who had appeared near by.  Her steps were delicate as she approached and followed him, her steps in line with his own. 

“ Callisto was thrown into sky, ” She started suddenly, hopping onto a small puddle. “ She was torn away from her family’s spear and the burning wrath of Hera.. Scattering into dust and starlight, is that a happy ending? A constellation is a bright reminder. ” But not bright enough to dispel this darkness.  His darkness. A shroud too strong to escape from. But it’ll eventually pas, wouldn’t it?

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“Sir, are you hurt?”

The area around showed evidence of battle - destruction and debris littered the square, blood slathered across brick walls and concrete paths. He was the lone living soul among the population present. He may have arrived well after whatever happened as she had, or been present during it.

Furthermore, there was no easy means by which to identify just which side of the divide he stood on. So she hadn’t knelt beside him. Nor taken her eyes off him while standing a short distance in front, listening for any sign of life from the bodies strewn.

“I don’t come with the intention of fighting, if you’re a civilian of this Order. Right before us is evidence enough that this fighting is pointless. Do you require help getting out of here?”

Rick was pretty bored, so why not create robots—at least, attempt to. It was impossible to do a big one without any of his equipment, so a tiny one would have to do. It was pretty easy to do with stuff from the garbage and some of the tools he bought for ten dollars. The only shitty part was that he had to do it in public, even though no one wanted to bother the weirdo with a lab coat working with trash.

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FROM: Battler Ushiromiya TO: Fox Mulder