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2 yrs ago
Current After nearly three years, I caught covid.
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3 yrs ago
Someone stole a jar of melatonin from the store that I work at. I hope it keeps them up at night.
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6 yrs ago
Being tiny, curious as hell, cute and incredibly clumsy, I find Meltan surprisingly relatable for a lump of metal with a nut for a head.
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6 yrs ago
I didn't know I had a favorite steel-type pokemon until Meltan. Not to be dramatic, but I'd die for that little fella
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6 yrs ago
Everyone wants to be special, yet nobody seems to realise that being special isn't always a good thing.

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Claire nodded. "I hope you'll veel better soon." Claire said to him with a friendly smile, before leaving the room.
Claire listened, but said nothing in return to Solomon's explanation or his question. Coming to think if it, she was quite sure that such a thing didn't happen to humans. Then again, she heard about it for the first time now, so maybe it was.
"If you don't mind me asking, why are you wearing shades?" Claire asked Solomon, looking at him. It was possible that he just liked wearing them, but considering the situation and the fact that she had never seen him wearing them before, Claire doubted it.
"I'll come with you, if you don't mind." Claire said, looking at Israfil. She knew that Solomon wasn't always as likeable, but he was still part of the team, and Claire cared about anyone, with no exception.
Again, Blythe shrugged, but this time, the woman kept het mouth shut. She had already made her opinion on this matter clear, what use would it be to say anything else?
Blythe simply shrugged in response to what Tera said. "Does it really matter? They're being taken care of, and that's what is important." She said. She didn't really care how much of the enemy force still remained.
"It proved to be very useful during battle, so I suppose the combination of our cogs is a good thing." Claire answered. She didn't want to think of the people who had died, but saw no reason why they couldn't talk about anything else.
Blythe sighed, rolling her eyes sarcastically. As if she needed Sion's forgiveness. The man had done something idiotic and she had given her opinion, that was all she had done. She saw nothing wrong with that.

Claire sighed, before looking at Israfil. "How did your mission go?" She asked him.
"So instead of an arrogant little brat, you thought putting someone in charge who was left shocked and crying after her latest mission was a much better idea? Not all of us can turn off their emotions whenever the fuck we want, you know." Blythe said, glaring at Sion. She didn't care if she was being inappropiate, what Sion had done was nothing short of stupid.

Claire, who wasn't sure of what to say, chose to keep her mouth shut. Even though Blythe was being rude, she knew that her twin was trying to stand up for her, even though Sion's reasoning was understandable.
Claire nodded and started to explain what had happened from start to finish. How she hadn't been able to take charge succesfully, that Solomon had taken over and had done so very well, and how he had used his mind control skills during the battle and how much effort that had costed him, but also about how her and Blythe's cogs had combined to become one during the battle.
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