[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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It took Miroru a long time to settle on exactly the right housewarming present for Thea. She'd gotten a glimpse- briefly- inside when she'd opened the door for their picnic, but more to the point, Miroru could feel the spaces where there was infrared light and where there wasn't.

There was almost nothing in Thea's room besides piles of... something. Irregular, but probably laundry from the lack of straight edges.

So she took it upon herself to give Thea something to make the place more homey.

The decision process had taken much longer on paper than it had in practice, as the act of finding and buying what she needed wasn't too tricky. But somehow, she found herself nervous as she stood outside Thea's door all the same, holding the present. She knocked, and said simply, "It's me. I have something for you."

And when Thea opened the door?

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Her door rattled, and a sliver of her mind perked up to listen as she drifted between family vacations and corporate secrets. It only took a single syllable for the rest of her mind to stop its playback and bring her mind wholly to the present. The rest of the sentence sounded through her door; it was etched into her memory. Not that this was anything out of the of the ordinary, her mind just worked that way.[break][break]

"Just a second!" She kipped up from the floor and gave her room a quick once over in her mind. She wanted to change into something nicer than black shorts and a red tank top that was a size larger than its label would suggest. But more than that, she wanted to open the door and see what it was Mimi had brought her. In one move, she slid a pile of clothes over to the back corner of her room, hopefully out of sight, before stepping to the door a little too quickly. [break][break]

The door opened just enough for Thea to see Miroru in full before she reached an arm out, pulled the vulpine figure heedlessly into her room, and kicked the door shut behind her. The room was dark, Thea never turned on the lights, and so the only source of illumination was a narrow beam of light that peaked its way through shut curtains. Even still, Thea made sure to watch where her hands landed as she pulled Mimi in for a hug that lasted perceivably longer than most. "Hi~," she said with a lilt before releasing her.[break][break]

"Is that a fucking cactus?" She couldn't quite see it in the dim light of the room, but she'd glimpsed in right before and already was laughing at the fact that Miroru had clearly slapped a pair of googly eyes on the vase. "God, you're so dumb," she said with a smile before flicking the lights on.[break][break]

The ceiling lights flickered to life, and Thea squinted as her eyes adjusted. While it wasn't clear if she had pupils or not, it was clear she didn't take the sudden shift kindly. "Sorry, I don't really need light to navigate, so I keep it off. It's weird, I know."[break][break]

The room was bare; aside from basic necessities, there was nothing to show that anyone lived there. Special accommodations were made to grant her a room alone so that she wouldn't need to worry about her quirk going off by accident, but instead of making use of the extra space, she kept it open, which only made the room seem even less lived in. [break][break]

Taking a seat on her bed, Thea used her hand to pat a spot next to her for Mimi to sit, one that would hopefully keep the mess of clothes out of her line of site. "So, what brings you to this neck of the woods?~"[break][break]

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Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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Miroru stood patiently, feeling the hustle and bustle of the girl behind the door and letting her get the room to her own specifications before opening the door and yanking Miroru inside, prompting a giggled yowl as she vanished into the dark room as the door shut behind her!

The redhead carefully lowered one arm- forced to hold her gift overhead as Thea folded against her- and wrapped it firmly around the other girl, snuggling in against her just the same as Thea did her. "Hello to you, too~" She replied, tone soft and rolling gently.

She couldn't help cackling as Thea took her present and promptly swore through a smile she didn't seem able to repress. "It IS a fuckin' cactus! I wanted you to have somethi- someONE- who could hang out with you and wouldn't just depress you cuz you couldn't find the energy to water it more than once a month or whatever."

Miroru idly flipped the lights back off. "Don't sweat it. Neither do I. Stuff has this awesome habit of not having infrared light inside it, and air does. So I get a sorta. Echolocation of all the stuff around? It's not like heat vision goggles, that just tries to interpret infrared light," she explained as she returned the room to Thea's comfortable lighting level.

She followed to plunk down next to Thea, flopping idly backwards without a second though. "Well. I had to bring you your new roommate Taro-kun. Good thing you're already in the co-ed dorms, it'd be shady to have to sneak a dude cactus into girl-only rooms, you know?" She was clearly kidding. "And I wanted to hang out. I can only roll the dice as to whether the other students I ask to spar with are ridiculous gods like von Kaiser and that dragon kid, or... y'know, the opposite- for so long. I already read up on the mechanisms for the next piece of gear I'm gonna work on, and I'd rather see you than smash my face against trying to build another gizmo so soon."

A brief pause and a too-casual, "Hope that wasn't too presumptuous~"

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"Hey, I'll have you know, I'm excellent with plants AND animals." She appreciated the effort to get her something she wouldn't have to care for in detail. While she knew how to care for almost any living creature, she was also prone to letting them die from lack of care.[break][break]

The light shut off, and while Thea possessed no extrasensory ability to perceive the room, she didn't turn it back on again. Her mind tried to imagine how it was that Miroru perceived the world through infrared. "So she sees the byproduct of heat. That would mean I'm lit up like a Christmas tree." She took a moment along a separate train of thought to inventory her own temperature. She was running hot, cheeks flushed with a soft blush she didn't notice she had, one that her skin tone would have hidden from ordinary observation. The realization Mimi could see this clear as day only made her blush more despite her attempts to hide it. [break][break]

"Taro-kun," She repeated the name as Miroru spoke. "So what, didn't you sneak Takkun into your room first? I can't imagine how embarrassed he must feel being snuck around like some illegitimate lover." She let out a light laugh as she pressed her hand into the bed and shifted to lean on her side, overlooking where the redhead lay. Tendrils of messy black hair streamed down her face filtering what little light there was into even narrower bands. She imagined for a moment that she might look like something out of a B-rate horror movie. While the idea suited her, it wasn't what she wanted Mimi to see her as if the fox could see her at all, and so she tossed her hair back and watched the specks of dust dance in the unbroken light between them.[break][break]

"You know, you don't need to bring me something if you wanna hang out. I mean, I appreciate it when you do, but, I don't know, I feel like I owe you or something now." She knew she didn't, or at least she knew as much as anyone could know anything without reading someone's mind. For Thea it was a measure roughly equivalent to being clueless and it showed in the drop of her voice and the way she didn't look quite directly at Mimi.[break][break]

"You sure do like sparring a little too much. I don't think I've done even a single one." She hadn't. Sparring was a little too tame for her tastes. Instead, she went out occasionally and performed a wee bit of vigilantism. Sparring didn't let her push someone's mind to its limits, and she was pretty sure psychological torture was frowned upon. "Just try not to get too hurt. I was with Jack at my entrance exam. People like him are more dangerous than they let on. Marlene, too, she's terrifying. Yeah, I think I'll pass on sparring forever." She placed a hand on Miroru's forearm over her sleeve and gave it a light squeeze. "Besides, if I need someone's ass beat, I'll just have you drop the sun on them."[break][break]

Thea caught her finger sliding down Mimi's arm towards her hand. The realization caused her to retract the arm and put a little distance between them under the guise of shifting her weight and getting comfortable again. [break][break]

"Wait, you have gadgets?" Her head tilted. It had only just occurred to her that aside from the demo, Thea had never seen Miroru do any of the more typical hero work typical of students at this school. She'd certainly seen her more than most others, even those she shared classes with. "Wait, no, what are you having made? I didn't know you had any gadgets." Her voice filled with excitement. "When I was younger, I always imagined I'd have a bunch of different gizmos and shit if I was a hero. I was a huge fan of Iron Widow back then!" Once she realized she was rambling, Thea slowed down and resumed her neutral tone. "Yeah. I just have custom capture tape. Nothing exciting."[break][break]

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

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Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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"I completely believe you CAN be," Miroru teased. "I just dunno if it'd be interesting enough TO be excellent all the time~"

Thea was right, of course, in her assessment of Miroru's awareness of her blush. Even the darkness didn't hide it, and when it intensified, Miroru caught that, too- and made Miroru's cheeks light up, as well. Nothing like making a pretty girl blush to make your day, after all!

"Shh, it's less funny if we take it that far back~" Miroru insisted as Thea made a very accurate observation. "And maybe he's embarrassed- you'll never know, thanks to all those prickles~ gotta just take his smile at face value~"

The reminder about not needing gifts to visit, left Miroru nodding gently. "Yeah, I know. I'm not, like. Paying my way into your-" Arms. "-room, I just wanted to do something nice. I feel like people probably don't do nice things for you too often on account of the spook factor. So I thought I'd do it myself. Plus, now you've got a little smile in here to remind you that you make some people smile~!"

The idea of Thea owing her, though, made Miroru smirk playfully. "I bet you could think of a clever way to pay me back without putting yourself out too much~ you're a smart girl~"

The redhead caught the sliding hand, and the jerk back, and offered quietly, "I brought you something else, too." She fished into a pocket and pulled out... a pair of soft black leather gloves.

Fingerless ones.

"So you can touch people without... y'know, problems."

Gadgets? Oh, yes, Miroru has gadgets! Or, well. One set. "I do! Or. Plans for them. I have one set- they're boots with turbines in the soles. I can power the turbines with my quirk, and they produce enough thrust that it can support my weight. It's not great for actually ascending- but I can basically run on thin air!"

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It was silent in the long moments between words, each second ticking by slower than the last as Thea's mind did its work. It was the prime reason she chose to live in memories, detached from any concept of now and then. The more she focused on the present, the more time distorted. It was easier not to be caught in the now if focused on nothing. There was only one problem. [break][break]

She couldn't stop focusing on Miroru.

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She felt her attention drawn in, like a winged insect to a funeral pyre. The myriad voices in her mind shouted their warnings at her, and as much as she tried to silence them, she knew they were right.[break][break]

"I don't think I'm that smart. What do you even get the girl that has everything?" Her response was natural, taken as it was from the amalgamation of memories in her mind. It was part of the act she put on when people got close, too close. Though it was her voice and her body, the words were not her own.[break][break]

She took the gloves and looked them over once before putting them aside on the edge of the bed. She hated gloves. Wearing them made her feel like a cat with its paws trapped in bags. "Oh, you shouldn't have." The words came from her mouth with the same joy present in the memory she'd taken them from. [break][break]

Time began to speed back up, and she drifted back into an ocean of memory. Thea hopped the fox wouldn't notice her slowing backing away and building up the walls that broke down between them. [break][break]

"We let her too close"

"I told you it was never just a hug"

"That cactus is mocking is"

"Glove. So she doesn't trust us after all"

"Even if she did, we're a mess"

"Even if she does, we can't hurt her"

"We absolutely can"

"I won't let you."

"I won't let you."

"I won't let you."

"I won't let you."

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Thea smiled a rehearsed smile as Mirosu spoke of her gadgets. While she was fascinated by them, she was too busy realizing the situation at hand. Mimi deserved to be happy, and there were a million better people for that than the Mentat. "Yeah, that's awesome!" She looked over at the clock. Red LEDs flickered the time dimly. "Hey, It's getting late." It wasn't. "I have to go help Leo with some stuff." She didn't. "I'll uh, catch you later?"[break][break]

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[Miroru]

Rokuhane Miroru

Department of Heroes Freshman

Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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Awh. The flirty little tease hadn't quite hit right. Miroru sniggered at the idea of her having everything. "I don't have everything! There's all sortsa stuff I don't have. Plus part of the fun is seeing what folx think you'll want. Like, I got Taro because I thought you'd like having something small and happy in here that would be fine with being left on its own a lot of the time," Miroru explained.

The redhead caught the shift in tone as soon as she offered the gloves. She bit her lip and admitted, "... yeah, I guess so." She really shouldn't have. The muted response said that clearly.

Miroru did her best not to wince at the transparent move to shut things down. "Um... if you want." A brief pause.
A second to brace herself. "... actually." Pushing back was scary. Really scary. She already felt the fragile crack of feeling like she'd just messed up badly- and that was fair, she probably had- but she didn't... want to give up.

"Can we talk for a little..? Before I go? I feel like I made a mistake and hurt you. Or your trust in me, or- something. And I want to make it right, but now that I'm thinking about things, I'm- maybe over thinking them..?" The redhead stated, moving to sit up- to at least show a willingness to leave if that was really what Thea wanted- and turned towards her, trying to resist the urge to hide or look away or cower in some other fashion.

"I got the gloves because I didn't like that you felt so isolated. Like your touch itself was dangerous. My thought was that if you had the gloves, you could touch whatever you wanted without worrying. I can tell there's something I didn't think of. Obviously if that was workable, you'd just do it."

A long breath. "But then I started thinking about other ideas and now I'm seeing the ways those ideas could hurt. I thought about offering to wear them myself or buy longer gloves for me to wear, but then I worried that you'd feel like I was... like... putting up armor between us, and that's not the idea at all. And then I thought about just trusting you, and I do, but that feels like the copout where I'm not actually doing anything at all and just making up an "option" that takes zero effort from me."

She reached out and placed her hand over Thea's. Not tightly, not the way that someone holds something they're afraid of, just... gently. Resting on the back of her hand, where Thea could just turn her hand over at any moment.

"I don't know exactly why the idea of gloves bothers you, but I can tell it does and your feelings are super legit. You don't have to explain yourself, I just... want you to know I didn't get those because I'm scared of you or don't trust you. It was just a dumb clumsy attempt to be clever and fix everything myself. I'm sorry I didn't think it through better. I apologize."

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Before she knew it, Thea found herself letting Mimi slip through her defenses. Defenses the mentat placed not only for her protection but others too. The gloves simply served as a way to remind her of that. The ever-expanding sense of time only served to make it even clearer. Whatever was happening to her over these last few weeks. Whatever chemical concoction was taking hold of her mind. It had to stop. It had to stop here.[break][break]

Thea paused. Letting Miroru speak her peace in full before responding. The fox liked to talk and had a way with words that managed to surprise the Mentat whose whole opinion of conversation could be summed up into three little words "Waste of time"[break][break]

Hollow eyes locked to the wall opposite Miroru as Thea's head looked away. The mentat did not move her hand. She couldn't bare to, but at the same time, she couldn't look at Miroru without risking stepping back into that ever-expanding now.[break][break]

Slow deep breath stilled by the weight of calming memories and then just words.[break][break]

"That's the problem. You're not scared of me, and for some stupid fucking reason, you trust me. I should hate you. I want to hate you. But I can't, and I can't get you to go away because when I try to, you take it personally and try to fix it, which only makes the whole thing worse. And even if I could, I don't know if I want to. Like I want to, I want you to just go away but I don't want to hurt you."[break][break]

A dour laugh escaped Thea's lips as she took another breath inwards. "Talking about dique¹ armor between us and effort" The mentat's otherwise accentless Japanese began drifting as her mind lacked the space or focus to maintain the simultaneous translation. "¿Y ahora que? ¿Me das un guante por queue? ¿Qien piensas que for a querer tocar.²" [break][break]

She paused for a moment to focus the part of her mind she needed for communication back into service. "The only copout is me. You don't know me, but I've taken memories from you. And the thing that sucks is if you do ever get to know the real me I'm not even sure you'll hate me then. I just know you won't look at me the same way. So I'd rather you just leave now. Better to have you hate me now than waste any more energy on something that's not going to end well for either of us."[break][break]

In that moment, she wanted nothing more than to turn her hand around and hold onto Mimi's tight. Instead, she did nothing. She didn't move. She barely even breathed. She just sat there, waiting for the backlash or otherwise response. Her heart split between wanting Miroru to leave and spare them any future pain or staying and risk it anyway.[break][break]

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Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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Miroru, too, listened to everything Thea had to say. It ached a bit to hear Thea wanted to push her away, wished she could hate her- but she felt a little ember of warmth in the middle of all that, as Thea admitted she couldn't- and wasn't sure she could bear to push her hard enough to make her leave.

Miroru shifted, letting Thea keep her gaze aimed away as she moved to curl around Thea. She settled behind her, legs to either side with her arms around Thea's middle, her own usual long sleeves giving Thea plenty of places to set her hands- or Miroru's own hands to aim for, if she liked.

"... look, Thea. You can ask me to go away whenever you need to. You're entitled to your space, and me wanting to be around doesn't change that. If and when you want to be on your own, or need me to back off, or even if..."

This one took some work to get out. She froze, and fought herself to get the words out.

"... even if you need me to stay away entirely. Those are things you can ask of me. I'm not scared of you. I'm not afraid of your quirk. But I respect both. So if and when you need me gone, you don't have to hurt me. You just have to ask."

She listened, too, as Thea broke into spanish, leaving Miroru frowning- in confusion, not anger. Then Thea called herself the copout, and Miroru shook her head. "I don't regret you having those memories. And I really don't think I'd hate the real Thea."

Another long moment of quiet. "If me leaving... is actually. Really, truly what you want. I'll give you as much space as you want for as long as you want. I won't hate you. I'll wish you felt different but I won't hate you. I just... ask that you don't ask me to leave if it's not really what you want, for yourself. Don't make yourself miserable because you think it'd be better for me.

I trust you to make the right decisions for yourself. Trust me to do the same."

I can pay no price too great for justice.

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The mentat's mind raced. None of this was supposed to happen. She was just supposed to have taken the memories and left the demo like she'd done countless times before. Somehow, she found herself interlinked with someone she'd not imagined in a million lifetimes she ever associated with. Somehow, all Thea could think about was how warm Mimi's presence felt against her. [break][break]

The silences grew longer as Thea fought against the ever-expanding sense of now. Was Miroru telling the truth? Could the fox even know what that entailed? She knew the mentat only as she presented; Arrogant, smart, witty. But could she feel the same way for the addict? The Thea that slid through crowds taking people's privacy from them because trying not to do so made her insides itch and skin crawl. Could the fox care for the same monster who tortured men and made a mockery of their free will, not because it was the only way for her to end a fight but because the power made her feel good?[break][break]

"You said you'd never regret me. You want me to trust you. And I do, I really do." She paused, trying to find the words. A way to explain how this was different. While everyone else seemed like an inevitability in the mentat's life, Mimi's wasn't. She was a choice like a crossroads, a decision that, once made, could not be unmade or forgotten. A decision Thea had to make for herself. [break][break]

"I met a girl at the library once. She trusted me and gave me her hand just because I asked for it." A dour laugh escaped her lips. "But I was just so fucking hungry. The kind of hungry food can't fix." She pulled even tighter on Mimi's sleeves. "Before I knew it, I was gripping her arm with all my strength and taking horrible memories from her, forcing her to relive them. When she broke free and stepped back, all I wanted was more." [break][break]

The mental looked at the door allowing a bit of the fox's red hair to enter her peripheral vision. For a moment, she wondered if someone outside could overhear them. A problem she'd deal with later in her own way if they did. "I don't know what I want for myself. A minute ago, I wanted you gone, and now I," She paused for a moment, catching the words before they could form, deliberating for what felt like an eternity in her warped sense of time. "And now I don't want you to let go." [break][break]

"I'm not making myself miserable. You're just making me crazy."

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Prism, the Spectrum Hero

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It was a good question. Why was Miroru being this nice to her? "... because I want to." She squeezed lightly at Thea's middle as the other girl's fingers dug into her sleeves. "Which is important. Like..." She spent a moment thinking of the words. "If I told you anything else, it's conditional. Like... if I said because you're pretty, then me being nice depends on you staying pretty. Same with talking about how you treat me, or anything else. But I'm nice because I want to be nice to you. Which means you can't really doubt my motives. You can CHECK them, if you want- my hand's right there- but you'll get the same answer. And you'll know for sure that I do want to be nice to you."

That last line made Miroru think a bit, and pull Thea more snugly against her chest, belly, hips. "Not true. What you mean is "I don't think I deserve to have people be this nice" or maybe "the way I act should stop people from being this nice." But people -are- supposed to be nice to others. -Especially- pretty little Latinas that tell it like it is, even if- and maybe especially when- it hurts."

The fox listened to the story. She did frown, worriedly, thoughtfully. "I feel like you're telling two stories, there. And- maybe that explains a lot. You're wording things to make yourself look as bad as possible. You're trying to be honest, and I appreciate that." A moment to think, and to squeeze tighter as the other girl clutched deep into Miroru's sleeves. "Was making her relive the memories what you -wanted-? Or was it just a necessity to -get- what you were so hungry for? Because I feel like it's the second, which isn't an excuse, but it is an explanation. Do you remember which it was?" No outright assumptions. Guesses, questions. A sincere attempt to understand.

And not an inch of recoil away from her.

"I don't think you're like my father. I've seen what active malice looks like. I think you enjoy being powerful, and you pick hard truths to throw in people's faces, but what I've seen has always been, ultimately, something they COULD use to improve themselves if they were willing. My father goes out of his way to hurt people. He -engineers- chances to hurt people and get away with it. He delights not just in having power but abusing it and getting away unpunished, gloating in specifically the ability to do awful things and never be held to account."

Miroru's arms squeezed, just lightly, when Thea admitted she didn't want to be let go.

"Making you crazy, am I?" Miroru snickered quietly, shifting to trace fingers along the back of Thea's hand, clutched on her sleeve. "Maybe I have two quirks, then~"

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"because I want to"

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The declaration of intent was something she'd heard a hundred times before. Each time they lead to the same pain and heartache. She had countless memories of how those words could turn against her, yet she wanted to believe them in this moment. Desperately so. With every word from the fox, Thea felt herself drawn in. There was one thing that liars didn't do; they didn't offer themselves up to her scrutiny, they didn't open their minds to the mentat's inquisition. Despite everything telling her not to, Thea chose to believe. [break][break]

As Mimi pulled her in, Thea relaxed into her grip. Partly in resignation and partly because it simply felt nice to be held so closely. "People suck. They don't do shit they're supposed to. But what can I say, even roses have thorns." She flashed a coy smile. "Pretty huh, and they say flattery will get you nowhere.~"[break][break]

"I didn't word it to make myself sound worse. I just," Thea paused, her train of thought interrupted by the tightening embrace, "I didn't care that she relived it. I don't think I really knew at the time." She took a moment to revisit the memory. A deep sigh escaped her throat. "no, I knew. I just didn't care. I wanted more, and I was willing to make her go through it again if it meant getting more memories." She leaned into the fox. "Why am I even telling you this?" It astonished her that Mimi hadn't pulled back even a little. It was rare that the mentat ever opened up about her hunger or the other deleterious effects of her quirk, but she felt safe with Miroru, a safety she'd only ever felt in stolen memories. [break][break]

"I don't know. I feel like I could easily be like him. Like, there's someone inside me who just wants to harm people and feel good about it. I can't say I haven't made situations like that happen before. Just a bad day and the wrong person at the wrong time. I don't... I don't know."[break][break]

Another squeeze, Thea shrunk into it as she leaned her head back on Mimi's shoulder. She felt the fingers running along the back of her hand and blushed slightly. Gingerly she moved her hand back, catching the tips of the fox's fingers between her own. "A second quirk, and you're using it to fuck with me. That's just rude.~"[break][break]

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