Twenty Sixth Wind [Voice]
-Well after Grell had posted, Virginia finally returned to the tent city, Angelina and Sougo not with her...and her face a mask of little to no emotion. She recognized just who Grell had "made beautiful"...
There is the sound of a gun being loaded very quickly. The bullets sound differently than the ones she had been using previously. They sound heavier and more metalic...has she cast actual LEAD bullets? Either way...-
Grell...You had better hope there's a higher tier of death gods to guide your kind into the afterlife.
-the barrel is spun for a moment, before being snapped into place and the hammer tested. She does the same for her smaller gun-
High Noon. Tomorrow. You and me. I'm no longer afraid...Angelina and Sougo taught me that much. It's either going to be you or me. That's the way it always was in the Wasteland...I think I'm finally beginning to understand.
-And no, she has no clue Jet arrived-
There is the sound of a gun being loaded very quickly. The bullets sound differently than the ones she had been using previously. They sound heavier and more metalic...has she cast actual LEAD bullets? Either way...-
Grell...You had better hope there's a higher tier of death gods to guide your kind into the afterlife.
-the barrel is spun for a moment, before being snapped into place and the hammer tested. She does the same for her smaller gun-
High Noon. Tomorrow. You and me. I'm no longer afraid...Angelina and Sougo taught me that much. It's either going to be you or me. That's the way it always was in the Wasteland...I think I'm finally beginning to understand.
-And no, she has no clue Jet arrived-

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Be careful.
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Just...don't get hurt, please.
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I just don't see the point when you have other people to cling to. It was her time to go. Be thankful I sent her to a good place.
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So no. I'm not. I just wanted... to encourage you. You're very brave and strong, so I know you can win! Please do your best! and please, please ...be safe.
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Good luck! If you need backup, I'm here!
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But mortals tend to so such things, so my words will likely be of little consequence.
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And do not underestimate me, sir. I may be mortal, but these ARMs have slain beings beyond yourself and Grell.
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As I cannot recall having met you, I'll assume you're basing your theory on encounters with Grell Satcliffe. Listen carefully when I tell you that there is a reason that I am in management while he is only a dispatch member that goes far beyond his impertinence.
This has nearly come to a point where I'm tempted to put a stop to my subordinate's game simply out of pity. Regardless, I'll let you both do as you please for the moment. At present, this remains one of his less harmful amusements.
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..WH-WH-WH-WHAT?! JET?!?!
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