[ Lady sits quietly on the low stone wall outside of House Seven, watching the night time foot traffic through the city. She herself appears to be a fourteen year old girl with blonde hair and brown eyes, but that is only what she thinks herself to be; as that was how she looked upon her death
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She can't not stop and sit next to her.]
They... They didn't leave you. You haven't done anything wrong.
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Then where have they gone? It is so lonely.
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That's very cruel.
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You're not... really alone. There are a lot of people here like you and me, and a lot of them are really nice and want to help.
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It must be hard to be lonely in company.
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But, when I said that you're not really alone, I mean... You're not the only one in this situation. There are other people, and we're willing to help.
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Thank you, I appreciate it very much.
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You're welcome.
My name's Xion. What's yours?
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[She smiles, she's a circus girl, everything is in a name, to draw in the crowds.]
My name is Lady.
[It isn't. It isn't, but her true name chains her down to dark memories and so she pretends to have forgotten in, fooling even herself, sometimes.]
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It's nice to meet you, Lady.
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