[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;"]The tortoiseshell had not quite been herself since returning from... Somewhere. The cat sort of stumbled over, squinting at the book as the letters tied themselves together. "Goth... legend." Was all Aya could bring herself to say, stumbling over her words as if she was drunk. In actuality she was probably injured in the brain, but she figured if she ignored it it would fix itself. Her gaze shifted upward as she leered at Jim, trying to make her eyes see actual things instead of a Picasso painting, before finally muttering, "'M Aya. You're hot." Her actual brain function and speech centre was working just fine, but couldn't she have a little fun?
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