π§ - Was a chocobo but your child tore the head off.
She holds the body in one hand and the head in the other.Β βO-oh. Well itβs still cute.β She squishes the head against the body as she speaks.Β βI can just sew it back on.βΒ

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π§ - Was a chocobo but your child tore the head off.
She holds the body in one hand and the head in the other.Β βO-oh. Well itβs still cute.β She squishes the head against the body as she speaks.Β βI can just sew it back on.βΒ

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@ambrerp asked: Am I choupi? ...Sis, please. Your attitude sure is.
β Β : Does your muse like rain?
Seeing as sheβs inside most of the damn time, I really have no effing idea xD. I canβt imagine sheβd really like getting wet though. She might like to watch it storm from the ShinRa windows though.Β
"Look at this scary-ass, pale, alien-looking scientist. Don't trust her, especially with sharp things."
βWelp, thatβs probably good advice...βΒ
β youβre so used to being mistreated. β
She stands there silently for a good moment. The two had known each other a while with ups and downs. In the end Lily meant no harm so Isrieal was okay with her...but how did she manage to see straight through her? She acted like it wasnβt true, acted like she was always fine, but it was another one of those things she buried down deep inside.
She bites at the tip of her nail for a moment but then quickly pulls her hand away. What she knew as affection was toxic and she craved that mistreatment as a form of attention just as much as she craved the praise. It was all so normal to her now. It was all she knew and all she had been shaped by. What was she seeing now that made her call it out?
She drew in a breath and flicked her gaze towards her.Β βBeing used to it is better than it breaking me.β She affirms.Β βI wouldnβt worry about it.β She had her options to escape, to be free, but every single time she had always turned them down. No matter how much she lied and gave excuses to the ones who tried to help her there was a part of her that always wanted to remain. She would be dead if it wasnβt for him. He had taught her everything. Especially how to have that cold countenance that hid it all behind closed walls. Sometimes, emotions slipped through those cracks.
She was already on edge. The more Jenova lured him under its influence, the more she became unhinged about it. Not to mention the rest of the chaos stirring up within ShinRa lately.Β βWhat does it matter to you? What Iβve been through or not? You wouldnβt understand why I choose to do what I do.βΒ
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βUm sis...?β She plucks one of the cupcakes up.Β βWhat am I supposed to do with all the rest of these? And secondly, why the hell does Kadaj have a thousand cupcakes in his pantry?β She picks another up and hands it to her.Β βHere have one too.βΒ
π° (Cause I do not have a cupcake)
Isrieal smirks as Grag brings her a cupcake.Β βAww, you shouldnβt have...β She dips the tip of her finger into the frosting and licks it off.Β βHmm...what do you need from me though?βΒ
Dumps a good collection of cupcakes that he had received from various people onto her desk. You know him, he's not really one for such things and these tokens just flood to him regardless.
Isrieal stands there watching as Rufus dumps the boxes of cupcakes onto her desk, she blinks then holds her hand up.Β βUm. Mr. President?? I know I like these but...you arenβt just dumping your stuff on me, are you?! Rufus? Thatβs TOO many!!!βΒ