[The screen flickers on and shows the wall of what looks like a small ally. Painted on the wall is a large, red swastika - though one of its arms isn't as long as the others.
Just below it, there is someone lying on the ground - a woman those who take a closer look could identify as one
Willow Rosenberg. Her eyes remain slightly open, but there
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[Rip doesn't either and her voice sounds more amused. Anonymity isn't enough for the City, it seemed.]
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[There might even be a little annoyance in her expression.]
Acting all shocked at first, but they forget easily. I thought they wouldn't need to be reminded.
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They always need to be reminded. Always.
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[Rip sighs, then smiles again at Road's reaction.]
Then we shall be here to remind them, yes?
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[For a second her expression doesn't fit her childish face.]
Until there isn't anyone left to remind anymore.
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Only the shadow of crimson they leave behind, yes, ladies?~
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But Grell's cheerfulness is contagious, and so she clasps her hands in enthusiasm. Distracted.]
So poetic! It's the very best of this fun.
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[But she's getting bored of the banter, never distracted for long.]
We should go out and have some more fun.
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Hm, yes~. Let us continue.
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[Grell bows, a gentlemanly sort of gesture even with the slight curtsy at the end, extending his arm to Road, as the youngest- in a sense]
My lady.
Ladies~
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