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Patixntia:

❖ ─ ━ ɩɴⅴеႽτɩնατοʀ If it takes for her hell and back, sore feet and all from going after this one particular person well-that was enough for her to go after especially when her interest in them has spark(like her partner perchance). Perseverance, patience and a tiny bit of kindness comes along way for the investigator.  She knows that she was replaceable even to the foundation, that if she were to die and disappear she wouldn’t be remembered much or even at all and….she was expandable just like the rest but if she could impact on someone of importance or to anyone at all that would be enough. ❝Don’t you think I already know that, to the foundation, I’m likely expandable and doesn’t mean much to them. I’m not anything like my partner and his instincts nor like Branch Head Kirigiri with her observance- I’m nothing like them however it does not mean that I’m willing to just walk behind either.  Not everyone is the same otherwise how boring would that be.❞ The blonde knows her fate by now, she was just her partners ‘side-kick’ however….he was someone special to her and that was enough to keep her going.  ❝Your asking me something that trivial? I’m persistent not because of my job, it’s because for a person like yourself-you caught my interest. My job as a SCI is dangerous however if your asking me if I would die for my job then no, I applied to the SCI so I can prevent the body count from rising….however if my path one day was forced to take up arms and kill then so be it.  ❞ She can’t be a pacifist forever, there would be a time one day where if she have to take up arms and kill so she can protect someone then she doesn’t care if her path is dyed red. Besides, I’ve lost someone once and I won’t let another slip past me. ❝I love my job however before that, I value those I’m close to so if I have to kill someone to protect them then so be it. The world is cruel, harsh and it bares its fangs to those who are ll be ill-prepared, if I don’t kill then I’ll be killed. That answer should be enough hopefully.❞

       “… interesting.”

      The single word wasn’t spoken unkindly – despite his obvious lack-of-interest in her words, he kept his focus on the girl who had followed him all the way here. For someone so remarkably unremarkable, she had some interesting thoughts. And she was willing to persist to the edge of a calamity to chase him here…

      A few more steps, a little way forward, and he’d cause a collapse here. They would both be sent downward through crumbling grounds into whatever remained of the emergency underground pathways. The sub tunnels and the side passages. If they were both lucky, they wouldn’t be crushed to death. ( L U C K Y, hmm? ) Again, Servant looks towards the cracks.

      “You know your worth, but you also know what you stand for. Little dogs shouldn’t have such loud barks.” His comment was spoken with some amount of frustration. It was his own personal belief that only ULTIMATES – only the truly G I F T E D deserved to be lifted up, and that everyone else? Served only to make those extraordinary few shines brighter. Being T A I N T E D by despair had hardly changed that. Instead, it had only served to reinforce that mindset. “It bothers me that you know you’re unremarkable, and yet you fancy yourself capable of making change – so? How about we make a bet, you and I?” With that, he takes a step backwards.

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      The sounds of creaking with the additional weight – “If you come over here, if you can make it to me? I’ll let you arrest me.” He says, lifting his hands into the air. His gloved hand and his free one. “But – if you come over here, the ground will likely reach its limit. We’ll both go tumbling into what’s left of the subway tracks… and we’ll likely be crushed to death. But? If you live, I’ll keep my word. How about it? Want to test your luck?”

      The former ULTIMATE LUCKY STUDENT tilts his head ever-so-slightly to the side when he finishes talking. A curious expression reaching his pale jade eyes. His hands remained in the air, for now? It was a “MOCK-SURRENDER.” But, if she could truly make it to his side and survive, he’d give himself over. “Of course, you could just shoot me.”


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