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Whimsy
Shadow Grace suddenly turned to look somewhere out in the fog. Her scowl turned into a smirk, as if a switch to her mood had been flipped. She abruptly threw Grace back onto the stage, causing the girl to land harshly on her side.
"Well well, will you look at that. Seems that someone's coming after all." The Shadow noted. "Even someone as worthless as you gets an audience for her death."
"Wh-Why...why didn't you just..." Grace stuttered quietly, rising up into a sitting position. No, the other had to be lying. Someone had come to save her? Unreasonable guilt flashed through her. She was causing so much trouble for them.
"Kill you already?" Shadow Grace finished. Before answering, she grabbed the microphone and started to twirl it haphazardly in the air by its wire. "It would have been boring if I had just dropped you. You should be happy. I'm giving you what you want; attention. Be grateful."
Without further ado, the Shadow casually faced the fog, an ever present grin on her face. "Come on up here, whoever you are. I want to see who pities this b*tch enough to come get her."
"Well well, will you look at that. Seems that someone's coming after all." The Shadow noted. "Even someone as worthless as you gets an audience for her death."
"Wh-Why...why didn't you just..." Grace stuttered quietly, rising up into a sitting position. No, the other had to be lying. Someone had come to save her? Unreasonable guilt flashed through her. She was causing so much trouble for them.
"Kill you already?" Shadow Grace finished. Before answering, she grabbed the microphone and started to twirl it haphazardly in the air by its wire. "It would have been boring if I had just dropped you. You should be happy. I'm giving you what you want; attention. Be grateful."
Without further ado, the Shadow casually faced the fog, an ever present grin on her face. "Come on up here, whoever you are. I want to see who pities this b*tch enough to come get her."