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She felt no strength in her body as she slowly regained consciousness. At first she thought maybe she was still sleeping at Marina's house but then she was finally aware of the setting. It took only a few more minutes for her to notice the rope trying her up.​

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Wait... what...?​

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Bronagh then finally gained the ability to use her brain once again and remembered the robbery and the 2 men and the glove. She noticed her mouth wasn't taped but she was not awake enough to even think about screaming, instead she was thinking about less important things.​

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Huh... no tape, so it's not entirely like the movies...​

Not that the ropes aren't... kidnappings... yup...​

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When the situation finally clicked in her brain she manage to pull out a whisper, "Damn it... where the fuck am I?"​

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"H-hey dad?"​

"Hm... yes Bronagh?"​

"What happens when people die?"​

"...well, it depends what you choose."​

"Huh?"​

"Some people go to paradise, their own little paradise in their head. Everything they want, is there. Some people, go to their own nightmare. People choose which one they want, they don't know it. Some people stop existing completely. They decide they don't have a need to continue. Some people choose to live again to retry their mistakes."​

"Live again? How is that possible?"​

"Everything in your life is a choice Bronagh, even how you die or keep your existence going."​

"Which would you choose Daddy?"​

"...I would stop existing."​

"Why?!"​

"I feel like I have lived my life well, I have a beautiful daughter, a wonderful wife who understand me for who I am, and everything I have done is the choice I wanted to make. I feel no need to restart, find a paradise, live in my fears..."​

"...how about instead, you relive again and we can both fix our mistakes together!"​

"No Bronagh, I don't think so..."​

"Why Daddy? Why wouldn't you fix the mistakes you have made?"​

"Because sweetheart, the mistakes I have made have changed me for the better."​

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She stood across the street from the place she calls home. There was a car parked in front of it, but it was certainly not a cop car. Bronagh walked slowly up to the house and stared at the car. She did not recognize it from anywhere, but here it was anyway. The door was closed but when she turned the door handle she noticed it was not locked.​

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She pushed open the door slowly and poked her head inside. It was quiet. As she stepped inside she figured her idiot neighbor had parked in front of her house or something and her mother had originally left the door unlocked for her to come back inside. As she walked in further she heard a large crash upstairs and looked up holding her breath.​

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"Damn it! That looked expensive too!"​

"It broke really easy... it wouldn't have gotten us as much as you were hoping."​

"Whatever. Let's get this TV in the car."​

"Are we taking the DVDs too?"​

"What would these even sell for?"​

"It's the Little Mermaid on DVD! It's in the Walt Vault!"​

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Bronagh heard the steps come running down and she ran into the kitchen and hid underneath the counter. She peaked her head out because the front door was in the living room in the opposite direction. Bronagh watched helplessly as two figures carried her mother's bedroom television from upstairs and straight outside.​

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They were wearing gray hooded sweatshirts with the hoods up, but their actions were so casual as they walked outside that no one would even tell that they were robbers. Bronagh quickly got up and ran upstairs and into the bathroom upstairs. She never thought she would EVER need to use the phone that was in there but she did anyway and tried to call the police.​

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"911 what is your emergency?"​

"Yes please help there are robbers in my house."​

"Are you in the house?"​

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BAM​

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"Stop being so damn loud."​

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She quickly hung up the phone and curled up into a ball as she listened to them speak.​

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"Alright, we should only get stuff now that we can't tell if it's worth anything big."​

"Aw I wanted one of those teddy bears in the room."​

"Seriously?"​

"That bear is so cute."​

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Not my stuffed bear you assholes.​

"I remember there was a statue of a mummy somewhere, that one looked like it could be worth something."​

"The small one?"​

"Yeah, I can't remember where it was I think it was in-"​

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She had locked her bathroom door before she had walked in. Now it was absolutely silent as she made sure not to keep her breathing heavy.​

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"This door was definitely unlocked."​

"Are you sure?"​

"Yes I am damn sure, I know I came in here and there was that painting on the back of the door. It was the pyramid and that's why I am certain the mummy is in here!"​

"Did you lock the door?"​

"How the fuck do you lock a door from the outside?!"​

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She heard the door made a cracking noise as it opened. Bronagh was staring face to face with a man with a long black beard and another short man with no eyebrows. She stared in horror as the man with the beard laughed, "It's the runaway girl they mentioned in the obituary."​

"She was dead?"​

"No it was her mother, I meant the newspaper. She went missing after her mother had died, possibly before it."

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The man walked up closer to Bronagh and frowned, "So what do we do now? We know she's here she knows we're here."​

The man with no eyebrows pulled out a gun and shot at the phone and Bronagh screamed. The man with the black beard grabbed her in the middle of it, "Shhh did you call the police already? I bet you have. Now we've gotta get out of here."​

"What are we supposed to do with her? She knows what we look like. I'm not fond of hostages though, especially teenagers."​

"Big fucking deal, would you rather us get caught? We have been hired by to steal. Not to kidnap. But we can't lose our cover. We are some of the best. Always go after the recently dead."​

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Bronagh watched the man pull out a white glove and put it up to her face. Bronagh struggled still screaming as her world went black.​

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Help!​

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"But father... I want to run out there and hurt something."​

"Like a bird?"​

"More so the bastard next door."​

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"Isaac!" Derrick hit him in the back of the head harshly but not in full force as he spoke, "A bastard is one who's parents never wed. That boy really is a bastard."​

Isaac rubbed the back of his head with tears in his eyes​

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For a child of eight years you really still have the emotions of an infant.​

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Isaac coughed as he layed back down in bed, "I'm not going to die am I?"​

"Good heavens no. You just caught yourself ill, it will be over tomorrow."​

"Will you stay with me?"​

"Isaac I have work."​

"You lie to me, most of the kingdom is on holiday since everyone is in Korr!"​

"Watch your tongue... can you care for yourself?"​

"...yes father."​

"Good, behave yourself. I will be back later."​

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Isaac was not entirely wrong, there were a lot of people gone and pushing off their duties to the kingdom whilst the king was gone. He enjoyed his work and it was more fun than work. Sure, he may not have any orders today but he could still be open and make basic training swords.​

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Derrick chose to first stop at the market. He was running low on food at home but was certainly not running low on funds. Taking his time, he looked through the produce and stopped to smile.​

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I wonder how Keeva and Uncle Sceolan are fairing.​

Username: cstar
Doll's Name: Aoife
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She had called a taxi. It was 4 am when she had woken up and she knew for a fact she would not be falling back asleep. Although she knew it was rude to leave without saying goodbye she had more genuine concerns at that moment.​

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She didn't have much money on her, so she asked the taxi driver to just drive her to the monorail. At least the monorail was cheaper, especially since it was a taxi driver in Brookridge. She paid him and got on the monorail and sat alone with her eyes closed although she wasn't sleeping. She made it on the first one in the morning so she just missed rush hour for people that took it to Coy City for work.​

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She started humming to herself softly. She was going to run into her home, take a shower, get changed, get the money she knew was in the house, pack a bag or two and head to...​

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Where the hell would I go? I should just call the cops and tell them I'm at home...​

What if they take me away...​

Does it really matter?​

Yeah... I live here, I know everywhere well enough... why would I want to lose it?​

It isn't real...​

Shut up Bronagh...​

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After an uneventful day she invited herself to stay the night again. Regardless whether or not Marina would have offered anyway. She planned on leaving first thing in the morning and get herself out of here. Bronagh wasn't really doing anything, but that the same time she really did not wish to face the police yet.​

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Although I really don't have to at this point do I?​

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She ended up in the same guestroom 3 days in a row at this point, she only learned that her whole life was a game and a lie. In a way she really didn't think about. Sometimes she sat there and wondered, what happens when you die? Is there really a heaven, is there reincarnation? What happens to your memories when you are reincarnated... what if just nothing happens at all.​

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Her last one was the closest the the supposed reality. Although she couldn't base everything entirely on the words of Marina Sario. Then again there were apparently others that could remember.​

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Bronagh was lying down on the bed as she whispered to herself, "How come only a few people remember... and why them? Do they know something we wouldn't have known anyway? I know Marina said she already died but... why couldn't I remember?"​

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Bronagh stopped whispering and eventually just fell asleep.​

I still have a character there! Derrick. and unless you want everyone out of there I plan on having him stay.

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She was in that state of loneliness where you could be around so many people and still feel like you were the only one there. Maybe it was her trust issues or something, but instead of going into the room where all the kids were she was now sitting in a dining room with her little notebook open as she wrote sad little monologues for books she would either never write or never finish.​

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She had only ever finished one of her books, it was called Happiness in Hell. Which people wouldn't read because of the name even though it had next to nothing to do with religious ideals. The book was about a boy in his Twenties who just didn't have life go his way and he blamed everyone else for it. In the end he got it worse and ended up losing next to everything. In somewhat of a skid row he found himself a lover, a fun job, some trusting friends, and in the end ended up happier with his experiences regardless of how poor his health and financial situation was.​

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A couple people bought it, but no one got back to her with reviews on it. So she chose to just not try and get it to a publisher and get it big. Her aunt Joyce loved it, but she was her aunt and she could just be saying it for moral support.​

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Bronagh kept on writing though, she had taken another apple from the bowl that was there. Bronagh didn't want to be that person who just walked in and served herself food in someone else's house. At least if she took an apple she wasn't stealing a meal or messing up dishes.​

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Spoiler: Written in the Notebook I

Why exactly does one do good things for bad people,
why is one sympathetic towards someone who doesn't care?
How often can one hear the words "you will be fine" before they no longer are fine?
How many times can you heard "I am terribly sorry" before the announcement of a death before you figure out that they only say the words to make YOU feel better. Not themselves.
Words are useless to me unless the actions are louder.
Hah, get it "actions speak louder than words"?

I'm not fucking laughing.​

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First Impression and current? (What everyone else is doing it...)
Skydive or Bungee Jump? (well if you're afraid of heights I guess you could say neither....)
Own a loyal dragon, or become The Doctor's companion?
I'm doing this in the middle of English class so... Steven King vs Edgar Allen Poe?
You take two apples from 3 apples, how many apples do you have?

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Bronagh was a bit tired of wandering at this point and was starting to ask herself the question, why am I still here?​

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Why was she still here?​

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She figured based on the way things were going on, Marina was trying to group together the people in this game. Or, at least as many people as she could get to. Out of all the things she expected this little game to be she hadn't expected it to be her entire life.​

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After about the 5th time wandering down the same stairs she ended up staring right at the front door for a while. Did she want to leave? What was she going to do... buy a phone and go home? No! Bronagh sighed as she heard more people talking in the other room.​

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She found herself heading towards the dining room ​

Glass half empty, glass half full? Can I just say I have half a glass of water?

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She felt disgusting for wearing these clothes now, 3 days in a row. Especially since it was such a nice house she was in and everything seemed all clean. In all honesty, Bronagh had not been expecting such a long stay, if she had she would have come prepared. In fact, she was expecting to head home that night before they were brought here.​

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Bronagh went into one of the bathrooms and washed her face. Bronagh adjusted her hat and sighed as she looked in the mirror at herself. Her indent was covered by her hair and hat, her eyes did not seem irritated although she kept waking up in the night to cry. She had a blackhead at the tip of her nose that was irritating to her. Unless someone was absolutely picky about another person's appearance no one else would notice it​

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She wandered around the mansion again, this time she wasn't lost as much as she was exploring. She wouldn't touch anything, but she loved looking around and everything. When she got to one room she heard a piano in another room and a muffled conversation.​

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She decided she wouldn't go in there at the moment.​

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She then found herself staring at her clothes again and she sighed quietly. The only thing she could do to make herself feel a bit more comfortable would be to adjust some of her accessories. She went to pull out her phone and then stopped herself.​

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You smashed it dummy. Remember?​

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Bronagh wandered around a bit more, at this point she really was not sure where she was, it was nice though.​

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" Oh, and Bronagh, if you do not wish to deal with the police, you are more than welcome to reside here for now. They would never come looking for you here."​

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Although inside Bronagh wanted to scream out, "HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THEM?" instead she stared, although her eyes showed a little shock. The girl had winked before she had walked away.​

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Bronagh finally grabbed an apple and ate it, she looked at the other people at the table and in the room but found herself leaving unconsciously as she finished off the entire apple, the only thing she did not eat was the stem. On a regular day she wouldn't have caught Marina's indirect invitation to stay again.​

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Bronagh felt her phone vibrate again and she became very pissed off. She ignored a text from her aunt Joyce, and the rest of her family. She walked into the guestroom and dropped her phone on the floor. Bronagh wished she was wearing heals to make it easier, but she quickly crushed her cellphone with her foot.​

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I can buy a new one with a new number later...​

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Bronagh took the broken shell, opened it up and pulled open the chip inside and snapped it in half on her knee. It hurt, but she felt free from the stress. Bronagh threw the pieces into a trash and went down on her knees to pick up the hat she had left there earlier.​

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She stared at the hat for a long while before she took it to her face and found herself crying. She wasn't scream crying, there was barely a sound at all. When she was done she put on the hat again and climbed into bed. Out of all the things stressing her out at the moment, it wasn't the email, it was her family...​

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I can't change the email, I understand that... but I also can't change the fact my mother is gone. But- I can't accept the fact that... she never... really... existed...​

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Nor do I... while I'm thinking about that.​

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Unwillingly Bronagh had passed out quicker than she intended.​

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Bronagh listened to everything, everyone. Their reactions.​

None of their words were actually her concern. And when she heard because of an email. AN EMAIL?​

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Bronagh wanted to scream so many things at that moment, she wanted to break down and so much more. She said life, not existence. If she could remember what it felt like to be ripped from an existence than this in some way was considered a life.​

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Only in your eyes Bronagh... only in your eyes.​

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She had pulled up her email on her phone, she hadn't checked it since her uncle had died. There it was, that little email everyone was talking about. Marina's little speeches made sense and now she was thinking about things through a different light and she spoke out, "Well, what the heck are we supposed to do then? Sit around? Make a game more interesting?" Bronagh at this moment was speaking to these people in a way she would only open up to someone like... like.​

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Ugh I dare say Shadow... I wonder how that kid is doing...​

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"I do not expect any of you to be able to answer those questions, but how do you even get considered by these people to gain a real life? Do we follow their bidding? Do we make it more fun for them to watch?" she held up her phone which displayed the email, "Just now, just now I have read this email for the first time. We have rules we apparently have to follow. Okay, I understand. But what do they want in this game? To see how we react with 100 days left to live under these guidelines?" ​

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Bronagh's voice slowly grew bitter as she spoke​

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"That's great, because I have yet to break any of these rules obviously shown." Bronagh closed out her phone and closed her eyes and she spoke, "I'm not one for puzzle games." she looked at the time and sighed, she promised the cops she would go home tonight... but it was already late and now everything Marina was saying had a back layer to it.​

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She quickly drank down water before she went and hooked the horses up to the cart.​

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Keeva decided to take Scars with her this time. When they headed off and made it halfway to the village one of the cart wheels broke.​

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"Damn!"​

"We are ahead of schedule anyway, it is no trouble."​

"How do we fix this?"​

"Do we have any tools?"​

"With us, no?"​

"Run into the village and buy some." She handed Scar money she had on hand.​

"Tis not faster for me to head back to the farm?"​

"If you head back to the farm, might as well bring a whole wheel."​

"That's where I will head then."​

He spoke as he handed her back the money and released his horse from the cart and ran off towards the farm.​

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Keeva always brought her flail with her in case something like this were to happen. You never know if someone may attempt to rob and in this case it would seem to the normal citizen that she was vulnerable. She was clearly not.​

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Keeva started to attempt to repair the wheel on her own. On occasion she had to scare birds off the crops which sat openly at the top of the cart.​

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Bronagh listened to her carefully, the words Marina had said she had heard come from her... they sounded like words she would say, but they were words she probably only would have shared with a good friend of if she was under a lot of stress.​

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Bronagh wasn't usually very open to how suicidal she was when she was younger. The last time she felt that bad was... when she was thirteen? So two years ago. But she did not quite know the entire situation that she had said those words... if she really had said those words.​

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Marina... I trust you more than I probably should at this point.​

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"You made no other mention of familial status that I recall. Is there something you need to get off your chest?"​

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YES.​

"No... no I'll be fine."​

Why do you lie?​

"...What does a real life feel like?"​

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Bronagh actually laughed for a moment, although it was quiet. What interesting words now that she was thinking about that part, Her words got quieter after every part spoken, "Is this not a real life? The moment we live in right now, what we do with the time we have. Sure, however brief it may be you would think... I know what a real life feels like... huh..."​

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Bronagh finally just stopped talking as she shook her head. Her hair moved from the front of her face so the small indent on her head showed, at least a tiny bit of it. "Sorry, I ramble... I think too much about things..."​

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Everyone always said I got it from my mom...​

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Bronagh didn't look up at first. She wasn't one of those people who would outwardly open up about something. Bronagh faked a smile and spoke, "No, I did not remember something..." She looked directly at Marina and spoke,"Something just happened I was not expecting this morning..." Bronagh brushed her hair more in her face and spoke "Although I doubt I would have talked about it ... Do you know what the state of my family life was in the future?"​

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Bronagh still had no idea where she was going in this mansion, it wasn't until she had seen one of the boys from the coffee shop walking through the house like it wasn't a big deal walk into what was the dining room. She followed pretty far behind so it didn't seem like she was follow him, but at the same time she was debating whether or not to just exit the front door.​

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Bronagh's hair was still covering the front of her face, when she went to fix her hat it wasn't there. Oh well, she sat at another one of the empty chairs and nodded and said a silent, "Hello." but other than that she was so absorbed in her thoughts about her mother at that moment she couldn't have known if she was being rude or not.​

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Caroline went silent after she heard the voice, "I can have a little fun can't I? Might as well, I'm already in hell-"​

She noticed immediately the demons flying at her, "Shit."​

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She backed away as fast as she could with her leg as the two had flown at her. One of them was aiming straight at her abdomen. What direction to turn in at this quick moment to think? Right? Left? Back? Towards?​

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..down?​

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Down can only work so many ti-​

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She immediately found herself going down without being able to stop herself. She was aware of the other one but the one that was directly attacking her was her priority. When she jumped down she backed away from the one attacking and went back towards the other one.​

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Don't move the pitchfork don't move the pitchfork don't move the pitchfork.​

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Don't move at all yet as a matter of fact... ah you won't listen to me.​

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She ran behind the other one. What was she going to do? Running with her back turned at the two would be her worse mistake. The found herself staring at it, it wouldn't have her back turned towards her for long. Was she dumb? Or just bold?​

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She jumped up at the creature and grabbed the tail in the middle of it. Because cstar cannot godmod much more than she thinks she is Caroline struggled to hold on to the tail as she felt herself lifted off the ground. This left her exposed, she swung the tail in the direction of the 2nd creature.​

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She locked up the cart after everything was out.​

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"Let's go back for the next load..." ​

"Makesh-"​

"It's Keeva in town John."​

"Keeva. Are you well?"​

"Yes."​

"Do not lie to me, I have known you since you were small."​

"I need water, I'll wait until we get back to the farm. This is more important."​

"No it-"​

"John."​

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He was quiet as he watched her get on the horse, it was only morning and she was already this way? Keeva motioned for Grasshair to get on the 2nd horse and he quickly followed through with it.​

"How many loads are we bringing?"​

"Just one more for now. If more is needed we will know."​

"How?"​

Keeva looked at him and put her hand under her chin, "Have you ever heard of the "out of food, find the source" method?"​

"You're going to starve the royal family?!"​

"Oh my lord... No." She said as rubbed her temples, "When they run out of food or run low they will send out for us. You are worse than Skippy."​

They both turned the horses and started heading back to the farm to pick up the next load.​