Mirage
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Mirage
Mirage began folding up the drawing as Takara's duplicate spoke, struggling to remain calm. It was unlike her to be nervous, but it was not impossible, as she was in a stranger's room and not in the best shape. Her eyes widened slightly as he mentioned the possibility of her being uncomfortable with his actions, and she thought as to whether she was or not.
"I'm not at all uncomfortable," she replied. "Thank you for moving me here."
As she finished folding the parchment, Takara asked as to what she was doing intruding his desk space. He seemed genuinely curious, to Mirage's surprise, and she turned, holding out the folded paper. "I was just drawing." She stood and pushed the wooden chair back to where it was, taking note to also return the pen to its proper place. She lightly tapped her head, unsure if the pain would come back due to his duplicate's presence within the room. It seemed that at the moment, it would not, a realization that caused her a sign of relief.
@happydeath
Mirage began folding up the drawing as Takara's duplicate spoke, struggling to remain calm. It was unlike her to be nervous, but it was not impossible, as she was in a stranger's room and not in the best shape. Her eyes widened slightly as he mentioned the possibility of her being uncomfortable with his actions, and she thought as to whether she was or not.
"I'm not at all uncomfortable," she replied. "Thank you for moving me here."
As she finished folding the parchment, Takara asked as to what she was doing intruding his desk space. He seemed genuinely curious, to Mirage's surprise, and she turned, holding out the folded paper. "I was just drawing." She stood and pushed the wooden chair back to where it was, taking note to also return the pen to its proper place. She lightly tapped her head, unsure if the pain would come back due to his duplicate's presence within the room. It seemed that at the moment, it would not, a realization that caused her a sign of relief.
@happydeath
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