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[galddigger]

[Anise stopped questioning how and why she kept finding her way back to this place a while ago. All she knew was that it was weird here, because there were always way too many of the same person walking around. Oh, well. That just meant more Guy's to hug, Colonels to hang around with, Asch's to bother and, most importantly, Ion's to protect!]

[Today, though, she finds an old sign that brings back a few fuzzy memories. She grins. Time to have some fun.]

♥ ~FREE HUGS~ ♥
~tips appreciated~

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[galddigger]

[WHAT SHE MEANT was that it looked like they went to the same stylist ok]

[But she just frowns.]

Eighth... But weren't there like seven? [So confused. Was she misremembering? She was fairly sure she wasn't!]

[depressedude]

[He may have copied Sync's hairstyle because he's kind of a Sync fanboy but shhhh.]

No. If there were seven, I wouldn't have gotten the short end of the stick. [Bitter? Noct? Nah.] The little puppet you call Ion is the 8th.

[galddigger]

[She frowns almost immediately.]

Ion's not a puppet, don't call him that!

[depressedude]

Or what? You'll kill me again?

[That... was much more Ion-like. But still unintentional. Ion wasn't the one who died in Noct's world... not yet, at least.]

[galddigger]

Only if you try to kill me, first! [for a thirteen year old girl, she has a surprisingly clear view on killing, okay.] Other than that, it's probably not even worth the effort.

[depressedude]

...I never tried to kill you people anyway. [You know, directly.] I don't know why I'd start now.