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Who: Picodevimon, Noir, Dracmon, ???, ???
What: You're my partner.
When: Evening, February 12th.
Where: Hinata Inn Roof
A beautiful woman stood on the edge of the roof numbly staring out into the night sky. She had no fear of heights despite having lost her wings.
Her hair formed a curtain as she gently allowed herself to sink to her knees letting silver trail from her eyes and drip to the shingles. Best to let it all out now so when the detective arrived she could be calm and in control. She folded her legs under her in what she had learned was a delicate and womanly manner. It wasn't comfortable but right now she didn't want comfort. Cotton white fabric fluttered in a breeze that should have been soothing to her exposed flesh...but her skin felt raw and sensitive.
Her heart splintered with each throb as she thought of him and of her lover with different colored eyes. He had polished her till she shone brillent in the light of the darkened room they had shared. He had made her glow...
But she could never be what they deserved, she was broken and tarnished.
So she would return to Junk City with the rest of the trash.