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⠀ ⠀𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂⠀⠀𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄⠀⠀．

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ㅤㅤ“Here.”

ㅤㅤ•°

ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“Character my ass ... ”

ㅤㅤ•° pulling over a cutting board and summoning a container box with a few premade flour-covered chicken thighs inside. She pan-fried it, and the eggs come after, absorbing the melted fat.

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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“If you eat that, you'll get sick because of the milk.”

ㅤㅤ•° looking at the trash can, before closing the lid to make sure it won't go anywhere .

ㅤㅤ“I'll make you some chicken and eggs instead, is that okay.ᐣ”
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“ ... ... ... ”

ㅤㅤ•° big sigh.

ㅤㅤ•° throws the whole bowl into a trash can.
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“ ... ...

ㅤㅤYou didn't pour any in, right.ᐣ“
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“ ...

ㅤㅤHow did you even light it on fire.ᐣ You didn't put any odd rocks in, did you.ᐣ”
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ———•°
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ———•°
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ZEIKO

sorry for the inactivity! Muse has been really unstable these past few weeks :')))

//so I see zhanna @/tyratyrsdottir.bsky.social is here.

Zhanna has multiple callouts.

CONTENT WARNING! This callout includes mentions of stalking, harassment, suicide, making minors uncomfortable, and false accussations related to child pornography..

~°•.ೃ • 𝑤𝑒 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒄𝒉 𝑦𝑜𝑢
« ⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚ »
𝕽𝖎𝖘𝖊, 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛 •.ೃ•°~

ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤMe and my negative rizz

ㅤㅤ•° (⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠)
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ㅤㅤ•° once done, she retreated and ran off into the night.
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“Aye, sounds good to me. Goodnight then.ᐟ”

ㅤㅤ•° she watched the other woman go, before deciding to go to the caravan, pulling out a piece of paper to write her landline number and personal number, assuming Azure can call her, and ‘I'll see you here tomorrow.ᐟ’ on the bottom.

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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“I assume it would be closed at this time of day, no.ᐣ”
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“ ... ”
ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“ ... This was a terrible idea.”
ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ•° sitting in the middle of carnage, clothes drenched with blood.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 ?
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦 .

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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“It's a Russian dish, beef strips with savory-sour gravy. Usually served with pasta, but I prefer rice.”

ㅤㅤ•° she smiled at the kiss. It's something herself would do.
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ•° bowing back, one hand on her chest. Her other hand accepted Azure's after she straightened her back.

ㅤㅤ“I am Cerise. Not very picky about food, but beef stroganoff is a recent favorite of mine.”
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“Oh, at least treat me to dinner first.ᐟ And tell me your name -- I don't think we've introduced ourselves to each other.”
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“That's cool.ᐟ You must be pretty strong, yeah.ᐣ I think I'd like to spar with you someday. If you'd like to, of course. I can guarantee you'll see at least a few nice tricks from me.”
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“Eh- ah .. I do swing that way, yes, but 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 is just how my mentor wants me to address her.

ㅤㅤCleaners and bad men, huh.ᐣ Doesn't sound that bad ... ”
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“Oh, makes sense. I guess I'm too used to half-blind policemen and incompetent inspectors.

ㅤㅤYou'd assume they were face-blind. It's been 30 years, and the inspector assigned to catching me and my 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 has yet to find our civilian identities.”
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ㅤㅤ•° cities that no longer existed, people who died a long time ago, blurry faces and extinct animals.

ㅤㅤ“How fun. I never knew dreams were so malleable.”

ㅤㅤ•° eventually they stopped, their surroundings forming a show stage.

ㅤㅤ“Maybe you're right. Maybe someone is tampering with my dreams.”
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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“Mm.”

ㅤㅤ•° suddenly, all of Avalon disappeared, leaving them in a void.

ㅤㅤ“So that how it works. It's like fae illusions.”

ㅤㅤ•° their surroundings changed from one thing to another, each one only staying for a second or less.

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ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“Living with a mask on.ᐣ Growing up with it.ᐣ Honestly, that sounds tiring ... I'm starting to doubt joining your troupe, no offense.”
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