*So, down in the park, where the machmen meet the machines--no, wait, just down in the park. There is a girl. A girl with HORNS and WEIRD WINGS and INTERESTINGLY FRILLY CLOTHES. She is lying on the grass, staring up at what--to her--is a bizarrely clear, blue sky
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*Still, though, she's not quite over her surprise yet, so she's still sorta wide-eyed and staring as she takes note of BGS*
. . . Ah.
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. . . Two of me? What're you talking about?
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[... that still doesn't mean she knows what to say, though :< so she's just sort of standing there awkwardly]
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*This glaring is somewhat undercut by the fact that getting up is hard and I'm still just lying here though*
You . . . !
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... mm. It's me.
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. . . What're you looking at.
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[obviously]
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*Kinda eying you warily though!!*
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I'm told we don't need to fight here.
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