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THROWING OUT A STARTER CALL!!!!

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"Haru-chan, you did say you'd do anything for me, correct? Could you do me a big favor and end my life please? You'd make me happy."

              Silence befalls her after her Mistress's request. Memories flitter and flutter to a situation before --- a situation similar. To kill her beloved to end their life she's done this before. She's done this before.

              Her heart aches almost immediatly and a lump comes to at the bottom of her throat. She wants to tell her NO. Tell her how she feels, speak volumes of love and hope and pray that she'll come home. But she can't. She can't.

              She is nothing. She must want nothing. All she is is the hands and feet of her master. Of the one she serves.

              Yet still there is a stutter in her voice.

              " If --- If that is what you want Mistress i-if it causes you joy. " she stops hesitates. She can stop her, she really can. No. She can't. She can't. She can't.

              Her face brings about a smile and she forces her eyes close tightens the grip upon her forearm if it's to stop the TEARS.

              " If it causes you joy my Mistress then I will KILL you --- if it's... truly what you want. "

              " All you have to do is say when. "

              Please don't say when.

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レムちゃ | 黑メテオ [pixiv] 

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Death was God’s creation in the beginning. Man naturally fears him. Dark toxins rotted his flesh away, leaving nothing but pure white bone. Should his lips connect with the victim’s, Death will release a poison unknown to nature.  Did she fear death? No. Had Death given her that final kiss, she would be all the more happier; she’d be free to bloom like the irises in early spring. Yet, Death was a figure who worked all on his own. His lips were laid on the girl’s life, indeed. But she did not die. Death had merely killed the old, cold, emotionless her, and crafted a woman with a desire to live and love. 

                 Death had certainly created a master piece.

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              " If love is the ability to do whatever you need to make someone feel joy no wonder you've never felt it! I don't think anyone would be willing to give your disgusting atrocious face joy. "

      I knew she was fucking disgusting.

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              " Whatever it is. I'll do it if it makes you happy Mistress... "

‘What in the world is vore though…?’

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“ Let me under your skin.” [ + a single kuma one 2 be consistent with ur ass ]

              " Under my skin? Sensei Mr. Kuma surely you jest. " she says with a small laugh of her own as she dabs at the paint upon her Mistress's Christine's desk. Usually the tatooed man had always seemed extremely distant when she cleaned the room for the ultimate wellbeing of the one she serves.

              " Getting under my skin Sensei Mr. Kuma I'm afraid I have to decline your offer --- the only person who can get under my skin is Mistress Christine she is the only one who can haha. "

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              " Of course I have. I am always aware of Mistress Christine's location and what she's doing it is my duty after all. Of course you have to understand I won't tell you. The last thing I want is for you to dirty the air around Mistress Christine. To think what kind of pain you'd cause her it hurts my own heart! So you'll have to forgive me you understand right Miss Sayu? "

  ❛  n…no, i.. wanted  to ask i - if you have seen   ueda - san,   s - since you are … w - well,   CLOSE WITH HER?     uuu, i - i’m sorry…  ❜    and look at crocodile tears forming through  the most gentle fibes   –   you take things so     GODDAMN HARD!   crybaby, crybaby!  stupid, worthless, abandoned!

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ょぅι゛ょレム

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              " Big words coming from a brute like yourself. I'm surprised you truly know what the word pathetic meant, forgive me it is just with the way you acted I assumed lack of schooling was another talent you possesed. If anyone needs to die here it is you yes? So you can cease your annoying blabber and stop wasting what precious resources yes, not a soul will miss your pig mouth when you finally do decide to rot. "

              A sigh leaves her lips, the voice of the other has become an annoyance to her. And she has MUCH better things to do with her time than deal with her.

              " Yes well this conversation has been rather insightful and fun and whatever. But I'm afraid I'll have to cut it short I'm very busy at the moment. "

     ❛ Do you think I really give a fuck about a honor system in this damn school ? People as pathetic as you should die. Too pathetic to even actually ‘fend for themselves. You’re disgusting, Die. Ugly. ❜

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ナツキ・レム [Natsuki Rem]

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                                                                      t.its out for Haru

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@rosethorncd

              " Threats? Ms. Asuka? Surely you must understand your words are hallow yes? Causing unwanted harm to another student at Hope's Peak Academy why not only would our fellow classmates find it dishonorable but I assume the staff would as well. "

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                                              I don’t mind                                   not getting a happy ending                                   if it means ——————–

                                                                                 you get yours.

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“ Just me and you and you and me.”

              " Just...you and me? "

              Her very heart stops when he speaks of just solidarity between the two of them. Away from the various drull and irritating folk. Those who are painful, unworthy to stand in his precense. He. Life saver. He --- beautiful.

              " Master Kouki I --- " she barely understands her next movements as she takes his hands in hers placing a tight yet loving grip on it, the red hue that graces her cheeks spreading warmth across her very frame. She whispers his name again as her blue eyes fall into his own and upon a long silent gaze does she avert her own , she's still holding she's still wanting.

              " Yes. Let us Master Kouki. Just you...and me. "