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[Lucrecia has adequately raged against her room, mostly in anger toward the city for what it's been doing. Anyone in the Paternoster House might have heard her raging by her pretty much breaking all of her still pretty new science equipment that Vincent had gotten her for her birthday by shoving it to the floor, and her room is now a mess. Her bed has been pulled apart, her new pair of earrings also given to her by Vincent have been carelessly thrown on to the dresser after breaking test tubes and petri dishes on the floor. Now, she's sitting on her torn-apart bed, head in her hands.]
Too much to think about. Can't do this.
[Filtered to: Naruse, Nero, Vincent (Template), Yuffie]
I can't stay in my townhouse anymore, and I don't want to bother any of you. So, instead, there's a place [insert street here] where there's an abandoned building. I need time to think. Clear my head. It's not happening while I stay here. It's safe. I've already looked it over.
...I know I can trust all of you to keep this a secret, and to not tell anyone else. That's why I'm only telling you, and no one else. I... thank you.
Too much to think about. Can't do this.
[Filtered to: Naruse, Nero, Vincent (Template), Yuffie]
I can't stay in my townhouse anymore, and I don't want to bother any of you. So, instead, there's a place [insert street here] where there's an abandoned building. I need time to think. Clear my head. It's not happening while I stay here. It's safe. I've already looked it over.
...I know I can trust all of you to keep this a secret, and to not tell anyone else. That's why I'm only telling you, and no one else. I... thank you.