[Yuuka should have known better than to open that package...yet she did. Now, she can only think about one thing. Jotaro Kujo, and their torrid love affair so long ago. Of course, Yuuka and her stunted emotional capabilities has her unable to truly interpret "love" the same way anyone else would. The "love" she felt immediately translated into
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Hello, Mrs. Noir! What brings you by today?
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Why, you don't remember? I had promised I would bring some fresh cut flowers over to decorate the house today. [From behind her back, Yuuka produces a bouquet of many different flowers.]
Do you have the vases prepared to put them in? I will help you prepare them so that they will last as long as possible.
[Let me in the house, you disgusting little shell.]
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-The woman's face shifted into something... darker.-
And I'll thank you to stay away from my house and my husband, Mrs. Noir...
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Now now, dear, that's not quite neighborly of you, is it? Why don't we step inside and talk this out? I'm sure there must be some sort of misunderstanding.
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[With that, Yuuka's hand darts out to take the woman by the throat, squeezing just hard enough to stop any screams from coming forth.]
Now why don't we head inside, so we may talk this over.
[Yuuka begins pushing the woman back into the house. The drone woman has no chance against her strength whatsoever. Yuuka nudges the door shut behind her, and casually tosses the woman to the ground.]
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[She then sits on the couch, and awaits Jotaro's return. At least she didn't kill the drone...she did recall Jotaro didn't like that sort of thing.]
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Look. I know why you're here.
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I'm interested to hear about it.
[Yuuka leans foward, placing her chin on her hands...giving Jotaro quite the odd look.]
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How about you enlighten me, hmm?
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Who knows, and what does it matter? If we're both sharing the same memories there has to be something to it, yes?
Or are you ashamed?
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[Yuuka stands, and begins slowly approaching Jotaro.] How unfair. Did you consider my feelings? Did you consider that such a little game could hurt me so badly?
How terrible of you, dear. How are you going to take responsibility for what you've done, then?
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