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Date: 2010-11-09 04:59 am (UTC)
[She put the image away before closing the dresser. She didn't realize that if she was killed, she would remain a monster.]

Then... I really have no hope do I?

[Her voice cracked, her shoulders trembling as her fingers tightened on the handles. It takes her a moment to calm the tears forming in her eyes, keeping her back to both of them, trying to think of some other way. She would hate it but it was the only way.]

...A cage of sorts. What you used on me before during Brenner, Reno or I am left to wander the Carnival forever.
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