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          her features twisted into frustration   /   [   could he really not understand her still   ]   ,   she had thought that there last meetings,   as brief as they were,   had given each other the measure of one another.   an overestimation in her calculations,   perhaps.   her mantra was freedom;   no matter the cost.  she was so tired,   but as long as the was work left to be done,   how could she possibly stop   ?   only then,   when she was done,   would she be able to tend to her bruises and wash the bloodstains from her own hands.   and then maybe,   maybe she could face the ghosts that haunted her,   those who she had failed in her quests.

           “   not to come across self   -   sacrificin’,   but nobody.   that’s the fuckin’   point,   i can save myself just fine.   “   after those she had already lost,   out of needless sacrifice,   no more would die when she could hold strong instead.   solid   /   steadfast,   that was what was important to remember. 

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fleur: *stares at zenos* this is the one and only time you will get a ‘good job’ from me. good job.

“oh absolutely no - not you ! -. listen, I already apologized for getting involved with your lot.” leave it to her to think that guy had been in troubles and helping him beat up some men ( only to then realize that she had involved herself with the mafia ). grabbing her broom and a water spray bottle - that amaya can only hope he’d believe to be a pesticide bottle ! - the petite woman looks stubbornly up at him.

                             “I promise not to tell the police I saw you if you just leave me alone, yes?”