Twelfth Day - Prose/Action/Text

[thebelsareinert]

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[complexrestart]

[Rika's had her own fair share of friends leave Johto as well, as expected after being here for almost a year. She understands how he's feeling.]

... I'm sorry.

[text]

[thebelsareinert]

[He recalls that this is one of Keiichi's friends, quite possibly one of the ones he had mentioned was here before he was, but he can't he sure. Either way... He knows they probably, on some level, know.]

... Thanks, I guess.

But it was no one's fault. No one except this sick world's.

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[complexrestart]

Every fragment has both happy and sad moments. This one is no different, as much as I wish it was.

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[thebelsareinert]

... I can't accept that.

We're just toys here. Lives shouldn't be like that. Why bring her here at all if...

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[complexrestart]

I don't know. Whoever brought her here decided it was time for her to go home.

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[thebelsareinert]

[He might yell. He might try to defy it. But he just... not when, really, a life has been lost like this. He just can't.]

Then they decided to make a very powerful enemy while they were at it

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[complexrestart]

Yes... It seems like this fragment just does whatever it pleases, whether it benefits us or hurts us.

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[thebelsareinert]

We can take control of it. We have to.

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[complexrestart]

Do you have a plan?

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[thebelsareinert]

First, I'm going to get her back

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[complexrestart]

... How?

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[thebelsareinert]

I don't know. But not knowing how to do something's never stopped me before. Just made me want it more if anything.

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[complexrestart]

... I wish that I hadn't just recently started thinking about things that way.

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[thebelsareinert]

It's never too late.

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[complexrestart]

You're right. It isn't.

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[thebelsareinert]

That's the spirit.