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tentatively voicetesting. x-posted to d_p. canon is gangsta.
[There is a smol child writing in the dirt, each stroke a deliberate, awkward thing. Some of the letters are backwards in the beginning, then frontways later on, and any letters previously correct flip to take their place! It's an awful game of somersaulting memory and poor spelling.]
[Once he's finally done, he irritably scrubs the back of his hand across his bruised cheek. The words read:]
WY AM I HEEЯ
[He blinks widely at the sky as if he actually expects an answer.]
[Once he's finally done, he irritably scrubs the back of his hand across his bruised cheek. The words read:]
WY AM I HEEЯ
[He blinks widely at the sky as if he actually expects an answer.]
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[Images of a blond child his age springs to his mind--a rich kid with a bruised eye that matched Nic's at the time. A kid he's been assigned to as a body guard.]
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[ Smol child please don't ask Yoshiya Fucking Kiryu how to friend, he's really really bad at it. ]
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Note that the HMMMs are silent and implied.]
I think I get it. Anyone you don't kill or who doesn't want to kill you can be your friend.
[It is the blind leading the deaf.]
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Even so, Nic, I do hope your friend shows up someday. Waiting for so long for an uncertainty can't be easy.
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. . . What was your name again?
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And to be honest, that's the suggestion I'd give. Personally, I wouldn't get your hopes up. But there's still no point in letting them die altogether. You really never know.
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But I'll keep an eye out for you all the same.
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Okay. I'll look for you, too.
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