As midnight strikes, the doors of the factory slam open. Fran limps out the door, a delirious smile on her face. Her face is covered in cuts and laceration. Her clothes are cut and torn all over, stained with blood from every part of her body. One of her ankles is clearly broken, and the other leg doesn't look good either. Worst yet, her arms are
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Uhuhuhuhuhuhuhu. She actually did it! Yatta! This girl, could she actually be considered my rival? [mutters]ooooo, if only Mech-Hisui were here.[/mutters]
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Miss?
[He moves to roll her over onto her back so he can check signs; does she go WTF R U DOIN y/n?]
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Uhnnnn, yes~?
[Her condition is bad. It looks like she took the full brunt of many of the assembly-line machines, likely to finish her project by the deadline]
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It isn't right, getting children involved in this. I'm afraid there isn't much I can do for you. I can, however, carry you to somewhere safer and bandage you properly, if you feel that it would be worth it.
[Meaning he'll do it anyway, but he'd like you to think you have a choice, Fran. &hearts]
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This...container...it's for Mister Hughes....I gave the other to Mister Crawford.
[She nods at the container slung to her hip]
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But this makes up for it.
Toni feels slightly proud as she watches the bovine abominations marching off to tend the fields.]
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puts that bottle of vodka down.]
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