originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Its fine. Say, what is your name? Mine is Ghiaccio."
He said, White Album retreated into nothingness and the chilly air became more comfortable again.
English
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[i]Violet continued to stare at her book.[/i] "Violet."
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"That's a nice name. So, if you're willing..mind explaining the crying earlier?"
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[i]Violet visibly clenches her fist.[/i] "I'm not talking about it."
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"That's fine then. I apologize about my intrusion of your privacy earlier, totally uncalled for. Say..do you know an Emily? Has like..cocaine on her or something? I haven't seen her since I threw a knife into her arm and brought her to a doctor..."
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"Y-yeah, she's my sister. Why?" [i]Violet became interested.[/i]
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"I wanted to apologize, for y'know...throwing a knife into her arm. But it was a spar so it wasn't unfair." He admitted, which was indeed the truth.
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[i]Violet seemed upset at this, but kept her cool.[/i] "It's....okay. As long as she wasn't seriously injured."
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"Oh no, she's perfectly fine now. The drug use is somewhat concerning now. She stabbed a rapier into a bag and snorted some...cocaine is it called?"
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[i]Violet laughed.[/i] "Yeah, she's way too addicted to that stuff. Poor girl is reliant on it."