[Hello, Death City. You are greeted with the image of a redhaired bombshell, lounging comfortably against a couch, her hair damp and a towel thrown carelessly over a shoulder. In the background, you can see a frame hanging lopsidedly on the wall, its glass shattered as if someone had thrown a vase at it, which just so happened to be true
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[She takes another drag of her cigarette.]
I should've told you something, given my duties as a Watch member, but I wasn't thinking too clearly when I left. Sorry about that.
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I trust that you're thinking clearly now?
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[The corners of her lips curl in an enigmatic smile. Oh, she was thinking very clearly now...]
Yes... Being away from Death City has made me reconsider. I should continue with my life here, while I don't return home.
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