Thirty-third Note | Red Tears (backdated to Thursday afternoon)
[Finally.
That's the word that races through Miku's mind when she realizes that she won't have to deal with zombies any longer. It's good, because she's been attacked more than once, despite being immune. It's taken its toll on her, as evidenced by the fact that metal is showing through patches of synthetic skin, especially on her limbs.
Speaking of which...]
[PHONE]
Ah, hi. Does anyone know where I can get repairs for myself? Just to be safe. Or, if you know how to, could you make synthetic skin for me? I got attacked a lot.
...and, um, is there anyone out there willing to teach self-defense? [Because she's finally decided, after this fiasco, that she needs to be able to fight.]
Hey, are you okay?
That's the word that races through Miku's mind when she realizes that she won't have to deal with zombies any longer. It's good, because she's been attacked more than once, despite being immune. It's taken its toll on her, as evidenced by the fact that metal is showing through patches of synthetic skin, especially on her limbs.
Speaking of which...]
[PHONE]
Ah, hi. Does anyone know where I can get repairs for myself? Just to be safe. Or, if you know how to, could you make synthetic skin for me? I got attacked a lot.
...and, um, is there anyone out there willing to teach self-defense? [Because she's finally decided, after this fiasco, that she needs to be able to fight.]
Hey, are you okay?