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She decided to let the first topic go, but not without an exasperated sigh in his direction. Her eyes cut over to him and a frown settled across her features as she shook her head. 

“We, obviously, live in two very different worlds. I can’t just go around k i l l i n g every person that tries to use me, do you know how many people that would leave around? Not many.” And that just seemed like more work that she didn’t need to worry about.

A prompt on the screen caught her attention and a smirk curled her lips up. All the information she needed was now on the datastick she was taking out of the terminal.

“Anyway, I need to go.” And she needed to go fast, because she’d probably set off more than one alarm in the company’s systems.

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       ARSENIC cannot seem to grasp why this girl is so irritated by him ; he can’t process it. he opts to remain silent, until she announces that she must leave, & he stands up, kneading hands close to him, as sirens blared in the distance. a thought suddenly occurs to him. ❛ i can get you away. faster than running. ❜ he offers. ❛ you need to take my hand. ❜ he’s remarkably calm, standing there & offering his palm to her like she’ll so willingly take it.      

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