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"Oh you're...! From the time that I-- Oh..." She fiddled her thumbs together, the desire to finish her sentence not within her. Admitting that she remembered the boy because she offered him a pack of free condoms and a lesson on it's usage hardly seem like the most appropriate thing to say first thing. Although... shouldn't she check up on how he was doing in those 'personal' matters?

"Maybe you don't remember me... my face is very forgettable... like a bowl of cereal that starts to grow mold... but um... it's i-important for a nurse to check up on others! So... I..." How could she do this in a discreet and careful manner? In a way that he would get without getting embarrassed?

 "How... have you--" And at this point, her hands gestured at his crotch, " --been doing lately....?"

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 voicely

Her heart fluttered and rose higher the longer she stared. Was it possible for a woman to be so beautiful? She had no shortage of luminous people in her life, those who sone so brightly that they stung her eyes with tears... Ibuki, for one example. Sonia, as another.  But as exceptional figures of loveliness they were, they shone like candles compared to this woman's all embracing sun.

She looked away. Staring at her with such a dirty gaze was far too offensive. But if she left without sharing a word with her, she'd never forgive herself,

She kept her gaze downward, hid her face behind a veil of dark and spoke in a hush yet rushed tone,

"Y-You'rereallybeautiful! I mean... you're very.. pleasing... to the eye... l.. like a sunflower... or a new butterfly you've never seen before... or a fresh pack of syringes...."

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Mikan Tsumiki is a precious child who must be protected.

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"... J..?" 

A name on the tip of her tongue, like a drip of poison ready to be swallowed. She couldn't grasp at the thought or find the words she wanted to say. All she could was stare blankly at this girl who reminded her so much of someone or something she wasn't even sure was real. It was... painful. Confusing. And it promised a searing headache if she didn't think to say or do something quick.

"J... Joo.... " Frantically diverting her gaze, she searched for a conversation topic that could be her savior. An airplane in the sky? No... The cat on the gate? It had just run off. The poster on the wall-- Ah!!

"Joo... You... Y-You should get yourself checked! F-For hernias! It's a common myth that it will simply go away on i-it's own but ignoring it can lead to terrible complications. E-Even death!"

Smooth save.

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Amid all this chaos, darkness and skeletons... would anyone like to do the love me do event thread with Mikan? It's rather late into it but it just looks like so much fun. It you could specify what you'd like for her to feel for you, that would be wonderful! I'll be capping at four!

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... A-And he could talk too? With such incredibly kind and thoughtful words?

Mikan was sill shocked. Bewildered beyond belief to the extent of his damage and how it couldn't possibly be her fault but how it must of been her fault. In some way, some form, it was her own doing that this gentle soul had no body of his own, no tears that he could share with her. But she still had enough sense within her to quietly accept his tie and wipe away at her wet face -- though she was careful to avoid getting any snot on it.

"B-Buh, I... thank you... you're very n-nice... " She sniffled and held the cloth tightly in her hands, depending on the small twists she made it to keep her voice somewhat even. "B.. But I'm so sorry... l-look at you! That must have been so painful... you can talk at least... but c-can you um..." She started wiping at her face again and reached out and squeezed his hand with her own, 

"Still feel...?"

Had she been referring to his recent beating? The crack to his skull was beginning to heal rather nicely all on its own. Such a thought caused him to gently skim his fingers along the wound in possible question, tilting his head as she merely stared at him. Before Lewis could eve confirm or deny anything, she was already off on a rushed tandem of both fear and worry. More the latter than anything.

He felt quite guilty for causing her to feel this way. It was of course by no intention he would ever want anyone to become upset on his behalf. Her concern was appreciated of course! But having her become so hysterical to the brink of tears?

That, he could not allow.

”. . O-oh, why, no more crying. My appearance is by no means your fault in any way.”

Tugging at his tie Lewis manages to have it unravel between his fingers, gently encouraging her to take the cloth for herself.

"Come now. Dry your eyes."

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The tinkling sound of a bell, while normally sweet and even soothing, nearly caused the young nurse to jump out of her skin in fright. Startled out of her own thoughts, she swiveled her head towards the older's man and stood there for a good moment before find the meager confidence to respond to his query. "M-M... Me?" A... rather silly response now that she shook off her disoriented state and looked around. No one else was there, staring hungrily through a coffee shop's window like she was. Of course he meant her.

"I... I d-didn't mean to sour your mood, I'm so sorry! I must have ruined your appetite... and just like that, I must have made you waste your money! I didn't mean to.. I was only... I can pay you back -- ah, I-I can't!" Wasn't that the reason why she was staring and not partaking? No money to fill her stomach and be on her hasty way.

"I... I can pay you back in other ways! Many different... w-ways...!"

Catch Warm || CA Closed

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      Mm. That girl….looked particularly bothered.

      Willard gave a sigh and opened the door of the coffee-shop, the bell ringing lightly to alert his presence. Sticking his head outside, he looked at the young woman who seemed to have been staring forlornly through the window…as if she wanted to go inside to order something, or warm herself up, or anything on a cold winter day, but didn’t have the guts to.

      “….You’re gonna catch cold if you stand out here, you know." In a tired voice, the Angel spoke, trying to divert the girl’s attention. "It’s kinda sad watching you stand out here, too. Why don’t you come inside?”

      It wasn’t his coffee shop, but frankly, he frequented it so often that it might as well have been. In a way, this was like inviting someone home…but that was fine. 

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I'm feeling a bit hurting, nurse. How about we patch me up? [ I want the K ]

20: Any of the Above

     It was a nurse's duty to care after her patient and guarantee that he was as comfortable as a bed of daisies. Which meant listening to any requests they may have had with utmost care and attention, no matter how strange or... surprising they may be. So it wasn't a question of why the man wanted a kiss after his treatment, it was a question how Mikan could deliver one to him in the most satisfactory manner.

    A kiss on the lips ran the risk of her fainting too high for her to attempt so she opted instead for a kiss she always desired. One that would make him feel safe. Maneuvering his head gently, she placed his cheek against her bosom and pressed soft, butterfly kisses against his forehead.

   "T-There there... it won't hurt anymore. I promise..."

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Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

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Rip out my (Character's) heart in one sentence.

Bonus points if it makes me cry.

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▥ (and goodness know what else because i am absolute garbage we've talked about this)

They're gonna be friends, I'm sure of it! 

Your open will be responded to and it'll mark the start of a beautiful relationship!

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▦ wonks

SUPER DOUBLE-CHECKING WHAT YOU SENT ME SHJHD

I wasn't sure if you still wanted to... b-but we can definitely give it a try...!

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▥ (send u a smooch)

I'd rather eat a whole stuffed monokuma than miss a chance to strike up a friendship with you.

( covers you in smooches! )

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■ Our muses to meet ▥ Our muses to be friends

Yes please~! Light was my favorite character in 999, I adore him to bits!

I can try writing you an open, if you'd like? When you're not too busy!

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■ Our muses to meet

I want them to meet too and I'm working on your promised open!

I'm so sorry I'm taking so long, I've just been rather under the weather lately!

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Send me the following symbols if you've ever wanted;

■ Our muses to meet □ Our muses to be enemies ▥ Our muses to be friends ▤ Our muses to be best friends ▨ Our muses to be childhood sweethearts ▩ Our muses to be family (or like family) ▦ Our muses to be a couple △ To crack rp ▷ To serious rp ▽ To plot something- anything!

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Was she real?

In an awkward, most obvious crab step, Mikan edged closer to the silver-haired girl. The girl who looked so much like Pekoyama. The girl who could most certainly BE Pekoyama and not some hurtful joke spurred on by the scientists or even some random villain out on a stroll.

The two of them certainly weren't close -- Mikan was always too frightened of the swords-woman to approach her one-on-one and Pekoyama seemed to prefer being on her own but... but still! Whenever a schoolmate appeared or reappeared into this city, Mikan wanted to greet them warmly, show them around if she could! And even...

She gulped as she thought that filthy thought.

... hug them.

She wriggled her her fingers in anticipation. Would Pekoyama allow Mikan to hug her? Or would she sliced into ribbons for the mere suggestion? The nurse made one more odd side-step before she was ready to confront the other female.

"P-P-Pekoyama.... i-is that you? Um... really you? If... If it is you...  d-do you think you could... flash me? Flash me some proof...?"