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[div style="width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #c48d85; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px"]and͠ I w̙͐a̗͘n̠̓t ̨̄a̩̓ mom̶̜̿eṋ̌t̞͐ t̘̋ŏ̝ ̺͞be r̳͘é͚al
Show your faces. The petite vixen might've laughed. Something cynical in her burning. Bitter. Her small form flickered in and out from view, fighting against her will. Visible. Invisible. Tangible. Intangible. Glitching.
Despite it, the former medic stood straight. Mitch-matched hues narrowed. Still resolute. Silent, as she had been for some time. Silent but clearly stubborn. Unbroken.
If she could get her glitches under control... If she could... She could try. They may have tried once and failed, but that didn't mean anything except that they could try again. They wouldn't stand down.
[/td][/tr][/table]Despite it, the former medic stood straight. Mitch-matched hues narrowed. Still resolute. Silent, as she had been for some time. Silent but clearly stubborn. Unbroken.
If she could get her glitches under control... If she could... She could try. They may have tried once and failed, but that didn't mean anything except that they could try again. They wouldn't stand down.
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