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[whatagoodgirl]

I... I don't understand...

[The small, slender Japanese girl with the high ponytail and downtilted eyes might be familiar to some. She's standing in front of Heimdall House with a newcomer's letter in her hands, dressed in the same uniform as the first time she arrived, but it doesn't quite fit right anymore - she's gotten taller since she made it, started to fill out a little. At least in Asgard, which proves that she hasn't been completely reset.

The confusion on her face starts to contort into alarm as her words confirm that truth.]

Isn't - it over? I remember Freyr - when he - wasn't that the end? But now it's like none of it ever happened... the letter, and the maid, and everything looks just like the first time...

[And now edging into panic as she leans against one of the house's walls, wrapping her arms around her middle and shivering.]

What's going on?!

((ooc: and the thing is done ;D))

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[whatagoodgirl]

Wh - someone blasted your eyes out of your head? In your future, I mean? [It's a good thing he can't see her cringe. Troll lives are just so unhappy in so many ways, apparently.]

Ah, no, never mind. I'll just come and see you. Are you still in the same room?

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[biifurcatiion]

I don't know what he doeth to them, exactly, and I'm not going to athk him becauthe he'th a puthtule on the face of the univerthe and doethn't detherve my attention. [Troll lives are so unhappy, and his is probably downright miserable- two dead girlfriends, two disgusting and painful deaths, blindness.]

Yeah, I haven't left. [He pauses; he can't think to control his expression when his eyebrows knot, and he grimaces, and swallows hard.] But even tho I didn't, uh, get a chance to rethcue any of your thtuff. Thorry.