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Sorted in the archive  ~Thank you (●ω●✿)

              Pearl would never be found to admit it, but in all honesty, she’d come to enjoy               Beach City very much in these past years. It had become something of a hobby               to — — what did Steven call it? People watch, observing the lives of the inhabitants               of Beach City, even if she might not perhaps understand all the inner workings of               their human traditions and such. And so it was easy to pick out a newcomer, and               it was needless to say, the stranger piqued Pearl’s interest: especially for the fact               that she was a human girl who appeared so young, and so willowy in the breeze.

   DRILLS. This was her morning routine. Hellheart had no clue where she was, yet    the obstacles everywhere proved to be quite the exercise for someone in armor as    heavy as her own. She came to a stop when she noticed someone in her path. Gun    placed on her back, Hellheart placed her hands on her helmet and lifted up to look    at the civilian.