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Post by Jasmine Noir on Jun 26, 2018 6:32:04 GMT -4
★ So here's to another banner year.  There had been something astounding over the past couple of weeks.
Jasmine had never really thought about it before. Exactly why she felt the way she did most of the time. It was a mystery even to her. Sure, you could argue that half of it was because of a troubled childhood, her habits, her mannerisms, the way she carried herself day in and day out, night in, night out. You could even blame it on the seemingly consistent tragedies that kept befalling the blonde girl, the most notable and most recent being Mike's passing and the subsequent breaking of the news to Jasmine herself.
It had caught her by surprise. Left her shell shocked. Her head had been nothing but a clusterfuck of different thoughts and emotions that the blonde didn't know how to deal with, really.
She had shut everyone off. Outright refused to communicate to people who she knew cared for her. It was just her way of dealing with things. She didn't need nobody's sympathy. She didn't care that they apparently cared. There wasn't anything they could do about it really besides making her feel even worse. Even Rin, who was perhaps the person Jasmine actually cared about most for in this school, had been made victim to Jaz's defensive mechanisms. The blonde barely hung out in their room anymore, purposefully coming back late just so she didn't have to talk to anyone or explain herself to her roommate. The normal lazy Sundays that they used to spend in front of their TV and gaming console had also all but evaporated. Jasmine could only imagine how lonely Rin must've felt in that room with her gone.
Likely just as lonely as she had been prior to her moving in.
The one time Jasmine made a conscious effort to check up on the raven haired girl had been when she was hospitalized - that had stung. As had become natural for her, the blonde had even started blaming herself for it. What if she had been there? Could she have stopped it from happening? And, subsequently, it didn't take her too long to realize that there was no damn way she could've even been there.
She had blamed herself for so many things that had nothing to do with her, it had almost driven her insane. Funny how life worked sometimes.
After her seventeenth birthday came around the corner, something in Jasmine clicked back into place. It was a sudden, inexplicable realization. And a peace of mind that she hadn't had in a while. She could finally breathe without worrying about something completely unrelated to her. She could finally stand without feeling like the weight of the world was on her shoulders. And she could finally see the world without that painstakingly annoying shade of grey that had overtaken her deep lilac orbs for what felt like so damn long.
But now it was gone. She felt... right. As right as she could, really. But that feeling alone was enough to let her know that it was time to make amends. First with those she cared about, then herself. And, finally, Mike.
Standing on top of a massive skyscraper in Tokyo, Jasmine braced herself as the wind picked up, blowing her wild and long blonde locks into every direction. The sun shone down on her and the city below, creating a picturesque scenery of the sprawling metropolis and the downtown area she was in.
Now all she had to do was wait for Rin. She had called her - tried to sound the least cryptic as she could considering she was inviting the girl to come over to the roof of a skyscraper (Jasmine really didn't want Rin on suicide-watch) - and now all she could do was focus.
This was going to be fun.
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Post by Rin Kurama on Jun 26, 2018 16:51:40 GMT -4
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Rin had attempted to speak to Jasmine-chan about the situation. Underline attempted. Whenever there had been a moment where the raven haired female could speak to the blonde, an excuse of some kind had been hastily constructed. At first, the excuses had seemed legit. Jasmine-chan was going on dates, visiting a friend, in a meeting with the principal. All sorts of interactions that Rin understood could take some time. Rather, the girl understood also, why the exhaustion accompanied by such tasks could leave company feeling like a chore. Rin inherently understood, or rather, constructed several plausible reasons asa to why Jasmine-chan had chosen to spend so little time with her. As time had went on, those plausible reasons had become more and more negative, until Rin was almost certain that Jasmine-chan would prefer it if she had another roommate...
...After yet another sunday, which had prior been their sacred day, where neither of the two females left the room, favoring doing stuff with each other, Rin herself had found it troublesome staying in the room. Reading in the library, studying in the infirmary, remaining in the cafeteria to eat. Things were different now. Yet the smile still remained on her lips. Much to her surprise, after a long day of school, Jasmine-chan had decided to text her for a meeting. At the top of a bloody skyscraper. A little puzzled, Rin had to actively fight her imagination. What if Jasmine-chan is in trouble?!... What if she wants to commit suicide?.. What if she's angry with me? Shaking her head, the thoughts rattled off... Rin would reserve judgement until she understood the situation. Even if she cheekily prepared a singular scalpel to cut herself with, just in case...
Stepping out onto the roof of the skyscraper, Rin was wearing the school uniform. It had become more and more rare to see the girl wearing said uniform outside school hours, as her wardrobe had continued to expand. However, the text had come at a peculiar time, so Rin rushed over there as quickly as she could, leaving the clothes exchange for a later time. "..Jasmine-chan?... What're you doing, why're we meeting up here?" With how quickly the first few questions were rattled off, it was absolutely clear that Rin had a plethora of questions to be asking. There were so many things the raven haired girl wanted to know. The afternoon sun reflected in her eyes. The wind of these heights playing with her hair. It was refreshing, to be sure... Yet at the same time, Rin remained as close to the door as possible
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Jul 3, 2018 4:18:08 GMT -4
★ So here's to another banner year. A part of her was scared. Terrified, really. Despite how much of a daredevil she was, spitting death in the face on regular intervals just to show how defiant she was against the system, this... this was on an entirely new level even for her. Had she felt a little doubtful with herself? Sure. That was only to be expected, really. It didn't matter how brave or confident with themselves somebody was, doing something like this was bound to have that one echo of a voice resurge. That one annoying nag in the back of your head that kept telling you that what you're doing was bad. Was probably going to kill you, honestly. But Jasmine? Jasmine had learned to quiet that voice down. Standing still on the edge of the roof, she closed her eyes and took a deep, calming breath. One. Two. Inhale. Exhale. She had continued this mantra of a sort until she felt the slightly stinging sensation in her chest recede. Unfortunately - not entirely. It was still very prominently there. But, at the very least, at least it didn't feel like it was about to crush her chest from the inside out.
The fair-haired teenager was woken from her inner thoughts when she heard the stairwell's door open. Turning over her shoulder, she was a little relieved to see Rin, glad that the girl saw her text and was willing to humor her with this. Though, at the same time, the blonde girl had to suppress a chuckle. Rin really didn't handle heights well, did she?
Jasmine hummed at her roommate's question, scratching her chin as a show of some form of thought. How was she going to explain this one? There were several avenues, really. But, being true to herself, the girl chose the most straightforward and the most Jasmine thing to say.
Grinning, she pointed her thumb over her shoulder, "Want to jump off with me?"
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Post by Rin Kurama on Jul 10, 2018 12:21:09 GMT -4
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Jul 15, 2018 2:58:56 GMT -4
★ So here's to another banner year. On some level the way Rin struggled to keep herself standing upright on the roof of the skyscraper they were now one was kind of cute. Jaz knew that the little raven was afraid of hights, so the idea that the girl actually fought through her fears just to accommodate the blonde and to talk to her was pretty sweet of her. She had to appreciate the sentiment, especially because she didn't think Rin would show up in the first place. A small smile made its way to Jasmine's lips at Rin's words, "Thank you for trusting me. I could do this by myself but, y'know... I thought we could share this moment. It's gonna be pretty fucking amazing if I do say so myself."
The next words that Rin spoke, however, sent a painful pang through her chest, reminding the fair-haired lioness about exactly how much she had been neglecting her roommate. The Sundays that they normally spent together had now all but evaporated because Jasmine was much to worse off to even entertain the thought of talking to people, let alone spending an entire day with them. She was rather taken aback by the idea that even Rin fit the bill of people she didn't want to be around. Yeah, she didn't want people to see her at her worst, but Rin... Rin was different, wasn't she? She was. She had determined that fairly recently. Mostly by how Rin was able to pull her out of the depravity that had caught her all too unprepared.
It took her a couple of minutes of introspection, but Jasmine finally relented, letting her muscles relax, if only for a brief moment. Taking a few slow steps forward, Jasmine extended her arm to take Rin's hand gently, a small grin morphing her facial features as her lilac eyes stopped at Rin's sapphire blues, "You're dear to me, too, Rin... and yeah. I promise. I owe you that much," she admitted, gently rubbing the outer side of Rin's hand with her thumb to try and help relax the girl.
"You sure you're up for this? I know I asked you but, y'know... kinda have to make sure."
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Post by Rin Kurama on Jul 21, 2018 18:11:03 GMT -4
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Jul 22, 2018 14:46:29 GMT -4
★ So here's to another banner year. Jasmine's eyes burned with guilt at Rin's words, the sheer effort the shorter girl put forth to try and defeat her fear of heights coming across as nothing other than endearing. Despite it seeming like a simple little thing, to Jasmine this was something she wouldn't easily forget. It was clear that Rin was pushing herself beyond anything that was even remotely close to her comfort zone, so much so that the girl was barely able to stand on her own two feet, let alone jump off of a goddamn building. What the hell was she even thinking asking her to come with her? This was a bad idea altogether. So bad that, honestly? Jasmine wasn't even sure she'd be able to pull this off and come out of it alive. And then she went on to invite a person who had in such a short time become such a big part of her life... she was going to risk her life over something so stupid, she couldn't even begin to explain her reasoning behind it.
But, on some level, Jasmine felt selfish. She had neglected the raven-haired teenager for several weeks now, all because of some bullshit she herself was going through. Wouldn't the normal course of action to take would be to talk to her, first? To tell her what was wrong instead of keeping her in the dark like that? That's how normal people functioned, Jasmine reckoned. But she... she was anything but normal. She couldn't do it. Talking about her problems was... painful. It hurt. It was easier to simply bury them and try to forget via whatever means were available. Having to listen to people feel sorry for you only pushed home the fact that she was suffering. She didn't need that. She hated it. Why would anybody go through this willingly?
Every single similar thought that she had had been instantaneously washed away, though, when she realized how much she had hurt Rin with her recent behavior. Guilt and regret were things she had become used to feeling on a daily basis, but now... now she wasn't so sure anymore.
A dry, humorless chuckle left the blonde's lips, the stinging pain in her chest coming back stronger than ever, "Betcha a new one would be easier to deal with, huh?" She said-asked, hoping that Rin would take that as a rhetorical question and wouldn't feel the need to answer it. The lioness honestly didn't want to hear it.
It took her a few seconds, but Jasmine had finally composed herself to offer Rin a piggyback ride. The girl agreed without much of a ruckus and, before she knew it, the blonde was standing at the very edge, staring into the horizon before them. The wind rushed at the both of them as Rin clung to her, threatening to blow the two girls off without so much as a warning breeze. Jasmine's breath was heavy and ragged, vision somewhat clouded. Anxiety washed over the blonde lioness like a tidal wave the second she realized what she was trying to do. That she was putting both of their lives in danger, not just her own.
But... at the same time? Rin being there gave her the courage needed to step forward.
Raising and extending her arms to either side of herself, Jaz smiled as she glanced over her shoulder, "Close your eyes, Rin."
And she tipped them over.
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Post by Rin Kurama on Jul 25, 2018 6:54:01 GMT -4
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Jul 25, 2018 23:53:18 GMT -4
★ So here's to another banner year. Rin's words, in all of their cruel glory, hit her like a jagged-edge dagger straight into her chest, left there to rot before being twisted. In retrospect, she probably deserved to be told that. The way she had treated the dark-haired girl that she's now had for a roommate for several months was... less than idea. But could you really blame her? That's who she was. That's how she functioned. She couldn't tolerate pity, nor did she want others to see her at her worst. The way she dealt with her problems was ideal neither for her mental state nor the people around her - she knew this. But this was something she's had to accept over the years. Michael had told her over and over again that she needed to be more open with the people who cared about her, but... how could she possibly do that when all she knew was a world that kept rejecting her and everything she stood for?
Though, on the same note... she felt bad. She felt bad for what Rin must've gone through. She had fully expected the girl to not even have noticed her being gone. She had made so many friends over the time she was at Yuuei, Jaz actually felt proud of the timid girl. Slowly but surely, so many constraints that held her back from the social world had fallen off or been utterly crushed... now she had friends, people who looked out for her and vice-versa. Sure, while likely not the first, she was probably one of the first who had forged a genuine connection with her, but... how bad would it really have been had she gone away from Yuuei entirely? The thought had crossed her mind briefly leading up to her conversation with the principal.
But... it was clear as day in Rin's voice how much the lack of Jasmine being there had hurt the little crow. The sheer anger in her tiny voice was enough to make her feel even shittier than she had before. She fucked up. She finally realized this. And, more than anything, Jasmine wanted to fix it. To prove that she wouldn't ever go away like that again. Like it or not, she was there to stay.
And as they begun their descent, Jaz was forced to push those thoughts to the forefront of her psyche. Rin's words had stung too much for her to be able to focus properly, her body not even listening to directions. Her eyes were forced to narrow as the wind blowing at her face during their nosedive to the cold hard pavement was making it hard to see. Eventually, though, her frozen limbs finally listened. Raising her hands to her middle, several small crackles could be heard dancing in between her fingers. Jasmine's eyes, slowly but surely, began glowing a bright crimson. She grit her teeth; it was now or never.
Focusing, Jasmine released her strongest explosion at her side, sending the two of them barreling away from the building and further out into the open. Growling, the fair-haired lioness did her best to perform a flip in mid air, trying to correct her posture with her arms directing the trajectory of her descent. Another explosion at her side made her straighten herself, and another at her back sent slowed them down. Another. Then another. And yet another. Before they knew it, the two of them were ascending. Slowly climbing up the invisible stairs that Jaz had created with a quirk that was meant for nothing but destruction.
A feral roar left the female's lips as she released one last explosion, propelling the two of them high above the buildings and into the clouds. Then, Jaz stretched all four of her limbs out and relaxed into a free fall, watching the city below as the sun was slowly descending over the horizon. A large building had caught her attention and she begun her ritual again. Explosion after explosion enabled them to safely defy gravity until they finally reached Tokyo Tower.
Grasping onto a nearby railing, Ember grit her teeth when her body jerked harshly to stopping so quickly, her grip almost slipping when she felt her shoulder hurt from the tug. And yet, regaining her footing, she held on to the side, the wind at her back as she watched the massive city of Tokyo from above.
Glancing over her shoulder, Jaz smiled, "Open your eyes, Rin," she said softly, her gaze, while betraying a deep sadness, still showing signs of happiness due to the given situation, "From a dark, locked room... to being on top of the world. Crazy what we can do together, huh?" She said, turning to watch the setting sun.
"And this is only the beginning. You have my word."
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Post by Rin Kurama on Jul 31, 2018 4:32:55 GMT -4
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Aug 3, 2018 4:15:53 GMT -4
★ So here's to another banner year.
(...accidentally edited this old post into the new one instead of posting a new one. Last one was also around 300ish words.)
Jaz couldn't help the heavy breath she heaved the moment her boots touched the ground. As much as she liked the idea of roaming the skies as though she couldn't ever be tamed, there was something about feeling a solid surface under her feet that she was inherently drawn to. Call it an instinct she picked up from never having had a proper foundation under her, if you would, but there was something about it that just made her feel... comfortable.
Almost immediately thereafter she felt the light weight on her back disappear. Glancing over her shoulder, Jaz sighed softly as she watched the poor girl, a small smile on her face. You know, in retrospect, even if this looked like a pretty damn fun idea at first, the repercussions had been... pretty bad. Funny, sure. But pretty bad. Rin looked like a glorious mess cleaning herself up at the riverside. Frankly Jaz was kind of tempted to pull her phone out and snap a picture. The idea of teasing her with it later had easily become one of the most difficult things to pass up this week.
Sitting down on the grass, propping her elbows on her thighs, Jaz waited for Rin to come back, "You alright there, little Raven?" She asked, giggling at the implication she had made.
After Rin's words, Jaz hummed to herself, a little thoughtful, "No... it's not right that I keep this from you, I..." she sighed, "I heard some devastating news some time ago. It... If I said it didn't break me, I would be lying. And I hate being pitied. I hate people seeing me when I'm weak. That goes especially for people who are the most dearest to me. So when I... when I heard those news, I just didn't want you to see me like the complete mess that I was. My best friend, my anchor, was murdered back home, and I found out through a phone call. Can you believe it? Yeah. I can't either. To this day, I can't. That's the reason I've been so... gone. I know I hurt you. And I'm sorry, it's just... I don't know. It's how I'm wired, I guess?"
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Post by Rin Kurama on Aug 6, 2018 17:20:40 GMT -4
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Aug 7, 2018 6:07:36 GMT -4
★ So here's to another banner year. Jaz couldn't help the heavy breath she heaved the moment her boots touched the ground. As much as she liked the idea of roaming the skies as though she couldn't ever be tamed, there was something about feeling a solid surface under her feet that she was inherently drawn to. Call it an instinct she picked up from never having had a proper foundation under her, if you would, but there was something about it that just made her feel... comfortable.
Almost immediately thereafter she felt the light weight on her back disappear. Glancing over her shoulder, Jaz sighed softly as she watched the poor girl, a small smile on her face. You know, in retrospect, even if this looked like a pretty damn fun idea at first, the repercussions had been... pretty bad. Funny, sure. But pretty bad. Rin looked like a glorious mess cleaning herself up at the riverside. Frankly Jaz was kind of tempted to pull her phone out and snap a picture. The idea of teasing her with it later had easily become one of the most difficult things to pass up this week.
Sitting down on the grass, propping her elbows on her thighs, Jaz waited for Rin to come back, "You alright there, little Raven?" She asked, giggling at the implication she had made.
After Rin's words, Jaz hummed to herself, a little thoughtful, "No... it's not right that I keep this from you, I..." she sighed, "I heard some devastating news some time ago. It... If I said it didn't break me, I would be lying. And I hate being pitied. I hate people seeing me when I'm weak. That goes especially for people who are the most dearest to me. So when I... when I heard those news, I just didn't want you to see me like the complete mess that I was. My best friend, my anchor, was murdered back home, and I found out through a phone call. Can you believe it? Yeah. I can't either. To this day, I can't. That's the reason I've been so... gone. I know I hurt you. And I'm sorry, it's just... I don't know. It's how I'm wired, I guess?"
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Post by Rin Kurama on Aug 8, 2018 8:21:08 GMT -4
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Having lost an anchor. A person incredibly important to her. Of course the blonde wasn't in the best of places. Rin understood the pain of losing someone dear. Yet, being socially inept from years of neglect, the girl was not sure how to approach the situation in a meaningful manner. Rin wanted to give Jasmine something. For having opened up, for having spoken. Rin, trying to take Jasmine's personality into account, offered the blonde the only kind of meaningful reply she could muster. "Being a mess after losing someone dear to you, is only human, Jasmine-chan. It's how you show the world how much they meant to you." It was Rin's honest truth. Those tears, those feelings of grief. They were the telltale signs that someone had held immense value to you. Emotionally, physically... It wasn't something to be ashamed of. It was something to be proud of. "...and I don't think you'd often find pity, either... Those who care for you, truly care... We're not here to... allow you to just feel bad. We're here because we like your company, and just... wish we could get you back on your feet... and because I enjoy your company, being left behind hurts."There wasn't much more to be said, in honesty. Rin felt her words had conveyed her feelings appropriately. Thus, the raven haired female simply reslished in having the earth solidly against her back. These few moments were perfect. The friend that Rin felt she had been losing had returned. The earth that had been stolen away from underneath her had been found again. Breathing deeply, the gentle wind was playing with her raven locks. Perhaps, after these few weeks, peace could return to their little dorm. That, is about when Rin had a quiet inspiration. Realizing that she knew next to nothing of her blonde roommate. Realizing that Jasmine had always kept her cards close to her body, revealing only what was absolutely neccessary. Mayhaps, it was time for that to finally change. Rin, opening her eyes and slowly getting up on her side, so she could look over to the blondie from her own little perch, addressed Jasmine in a soft tone. There was enough sweetness in her voice to convey the message. You've still got the memories. "If you'd like to, some time, I'd love to hear more of your adventures before coming to Japan... about your friends back home. About the life you used to live?" |
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Aug 9, 2018 4:54:02 GMT -4
★ So here's to another banner year. If there was one thing Jaz never knew how to deal with, it was kindness. Care. Empathy thrown her way like the few cents you'd toss into a beggar's hat. As she listened to what Rin said, she could feel strings tugging painfully at her heart. What... what had she done? In her attempt to keep herself from looking weak, she had put Rin through an undue amount of pain. Of loneliness. While trying to satiate her seemingly vain pride with a showing of fake strength, a strength that she knew no matter how she tried she wouldn't be able to maintain for long if she was on her own, she managed to hurt the one person she had left to give a damn about. It made her ache to know that she was the one to cause Rin suffering when she promised to herself to keep the girl safe. To be that one place for her which provided her with impenetrable walls, unmovable by the woes of the world. She was supposed to be the place, the person who she could turn to whenever things went too sour to handle. The one thing that, no matter what, granted her safety and balance. And yet there she was, having unknowingly strangled the tiny little thing with the hand of loneliness.
"Thank you, Rin..." Jasmine finally said, her voice quiet yet paradoxically pronounced. Her head hung a little low as her blonde locks fell over eyes that were much too focused at staring into the distance, seeming like they were lost somewhere inside the view before them. And yet her mind, as much as she hated it, was painfully present and painfully aware of what she had done, "People... care. I know this now. You've made me aware of this fact," a smile was on her face as she spoke, yet her words were clearly heavy, "I just... It is so difficult to let myself be weak when all I want to do is help those closest to me, not be a burden to them."
Maybe she was misunderstanding everything Rin was trying to say. Maybe her brain simply refused to acknowledge it. Despite knowing full well what her raven-haired roommate was trying to convey, it was just so damn difficult for her to even consider the possibility. But she knew she had to try, "I'm sorry, though. You know, for hurting you. I never realized... I didn't think... yeah, no, nevermind," a somewhat amused, yet at the same annoyed snort left her, "I think I was just being dumb."
"The life I used to live?" She asked, a little thoughtful, "Well... you want the good, the bad, or the really bad? I've never really... hidden my past, per se, but it's not some kind of fairy tale or American Dream most foreigners think it is. Shit was hard. Way too hard. Not something a child should experience in her life. That's probably why I'm, y'know, so jaded and dead towards anything but..." Rubbing her hair, irritated that she was tripping over her own words, Jaz just sighed. Fuck it, if Rin wanted to know, who was she to hide it, "I was born in New York. Lived most of my life there. For the first part of my life I lived in Queens with my parents. I think until I was about six, I can't remember. Mom and dad were both Quirkers and would probably be considered heroes by today's standards. It was that 'heroism' that got some assholes to sneak into our house in the middle of the night and, well... protecting me, they ended up dying. I barely remember that night. Heck, I barely remember the faces of my parents. But suffice it to say I never had a real home after that. Government tried to shove me into an orphanage but... well, kids with quirks weren't exactly loved back there. It wasn't long before I found myself on the streets in Brooklyn. Things were pretty bad there, especially if you had a quirk. Riots on the streets were a common thing, people trying to "weed out the freaks" as they kept saying. More of ten than not those would turn violent. Very often people would die. It had become normal to see a person get beat up openly on the street. The cops didn't even give a damn most of the time."
Turning to Rin, Jaz gave her a small smile, "That's the type of world I come from, Rin. You sure you want to hear more? Shit's a doozy."
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