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12-15-2018, 01:35 PM
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD. Posting Freak Offline 
12-20-2018, 03:39 PM
She didn't know the female very well, but she had found herself growing quite fond of their little Typhoon ambassador. It was nice to see her again, her expression the usual as she pads over to greet her, tipping her head to her. "Wow, kiddo. Climbing that ladder real quick, aren't we?" she teases lightly, a small laugh rumbling in her chest. "Congrats. You'll do fine."
With that said and done, Ymir supposed it was time to share their own news. "Things have been kinda rough. Those Pitt bastards are causing trouble again." she doesn't share too much, not because she doesn't trust her or the Typhoon, but because she doesn't see much use in it. "character's speech." |
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