♠ FOURTH WALL → { twelve point five }

[medeating]

Tch. Where is all this noise coming from?

It's a nuisance.

(OOC: ANYONE CAN COMMENT EVER ♥ I still will tag back on my other post, btw.)

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[doll_for_glass]

[Hello, have a creepy doll child who linefaces all the time.]

...

[medeating]

[Have a semi-creepy loli girl who also linefaces all the time!]

... And you are?

[doll_for_glass]

[They can lineface together.]

July.

[medeating]

What are you doing here?

[doll_for_glass]

I don't know.

[medeating]

[she's beginning to understand what it's like to be in a conversation with herself 8] ]

... Do you know where you're from, then?

[doll_for_glass]

England.

[it's never fun on the receiving end.]

[medeating]

If you'd prefer not to talk, then don't.

[because she knows the feeling, ffff]

[doll_for_glass]

[What was this prefer? He had no preferences, he was a doll he did what people told him.]

I have no preference.

[medeating]

Fine. ... What did you do in England?

[something seems off about him, although she's not thinking too drastically yet - people like Takaya exist, after all. So she'll keep asking questions, she supposes.]

[doll_for_glass]

MI6.

[It didn't matter if he told people anymore, they were all dead after all.]

[medeating]

I don't know what that is.

[doll_for_glass]

Secret Intelligence Service.

[medeating]

... You, too, at a young age.

Tch. It's not so surprising.

[She was never a government tool, but... experimentation at a young age has severely clouded her view of the world.]

[doll_for_glass]

Age doesn't matter.

[medeating]

You're right. It doesn't.

What exactly do they have you do?