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“Hmm… sounds like something else to me. Just saying.”

"Oh? And what would you call it?"

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Flurry of Fussing Starters

“I can’t believe them. Who do they think they are?!”

“Just let me fix that for you. Here just hold still.”

“This could do with a good brushing.”

“It’s fine, you don’t need to fidget with it.”

“Let me fix that for you.”

“I’ve got it. There, all better.”

“You’ve got hair in your face.”

“I don’t like how many people keep giving you that look.”

“Someone seems a little jealous?”

“I saw your shirt had a few holes in it so… here you go.”

“This needs some attention. No, I’ve got it. Really I do.”

“The audacity. The nerve. The absolute lack of respect!”

“We should talk about what happened.”

“Understand one thing: I do not like them.”

“For someone who’s over it, you certainly haven’t let go of it.”

“I think that someone has something on their mind, hmmm?”

“I haven’t seen you in how long? Shush let me take care of it.”

“You didn’t have to go ahead and make food.”

“That was the last time you ate a home cooked meal? Move over.”

“Really, I’m fine, this isn’t a fever. I’m just a little dizzy.”

“Stop, I’m not ill. Stop now, enough. Uhhhg… you aren’t going to stop are you?”

“Take this. It will do you some good.”

“This person definitely is not in your line of sights for any reason, huh?”

“Hmm… sounds like something else to me. Just saying.”

“So a sentient shackle to make sure of my well being, is that how this goes now?”

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Guess who’s back? This girl!

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perfcell·:

❛ oh, someone was programmed to be a little FEISTY, hmm? ❜

he doesn’t mind the snappy comeback– if anything, it just secures his FOCUS. always amusing to witness simple cogs attempting to carry themselves like they MATTER, like they have any impact upon this world. as far as cell was concerned, the girl’s importance started and ended with his own attention span. 

❛ i’m a BIOANDROID. something far more complex and intricate than a crude machine. ❜ he places a hand on his chest, the sharp corner of his smirk rises even higher. ❛ and yes, there is a club. but, you see, i thought it was CLOSED MEMBERSHIP ONLY, given doctor gero’s tragic yet completely predictable demise. so you understand where my interest is coming from, yes? ❜

      “Feisty? Of course not.”

Her lips pursed together into a thin line at the mention of Gero’s name. Marron had no interest in the scientist — held even less after she had left his grasp. She didn’t care for his current state, though she would prefer him far away from her if possible. 

      “The first time, or the second time? Regardless, the details aren’t important. He’s gone now as far as I know. It’s too bad he wasn’t gone before I encountered him.”

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perfcell·:

it’s a familiar sense of ARTIFICIALITY. something extra, something that should not be there but has been added to what would have been otherwise ordinary ( and thus boring ). he recognizes the signs linking them together and feels a faint memory of a TASTE on his tongue ( eighteen? ).

❛ you’re an android. ❜ he doesn’t ask, he states. his tone is kept neutral, despite the mounting curiosity. ❛ but i do not know you. ❜ 

      “Want a prize?”

Her comment came before she realized it, and Marron realized too late that she probably shouldn’t be talking in such a way to someone so menacing. She’d blame her recent lack of filter, though the blond could only guess that this being wouldn’t necessarily care for the why’s and how’s.

      “Does that make you an android as well? Is there a club?”

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yourevcryman·:

            ❝ !! ❞ 

                 the last thing he’s expecting is to turn the light to the living room and find her on the sofa. it was pretty early, wasn’t it ? normally he was the only one up at this hour, heading out for a secret training session or a jog around the neighborhood or— but that’s besides the point. she was camped out of the couch and it nearly gave him a heart attack. 

                                    ❝ —could you at least make a noise next time ? geez…. ❞

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      “Sorry.”

It hadn’t been intentional, but Marron supposed that she should have thought to make her presence known. Typically her father wouldn’t have to worry about being caught off guard so early in the morning, but sleep had alluded her and as a result... well, there she was.

      “Going off to train...?”

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[ @nonweak ]

      “Dad isn’t home.” Marron found herself staring up at the Saiyan, having given him little time to do much else aside from breathe. She figured that could be the only reason he had come by, unless something was amiss (but, again, her father would likely still be involved). “Do you want me to tell him you came by?”

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[ @perfcell ]

      “Do you want something..?” She had barely noticed the other, but once she saw him... he was truly difficult to miss. He seemed familiar to her, and yet Marron couldn’t recall exactly how she would know him. Media? Her father? It was hard to know.

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[ @bardad ]

      “You remind me of my father’s friend, but at the same time you seem far too mature to be the same person.” That, or perhaps Goku had encountered his own personality change since she had last seen him. “And you’re supposed to be...?”

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[ @androidx22 ]

      “I didn’t expect anyone else to be out here.” Nature wasn’t exactly Marron’s thing, but she did enjoy the solitude and quiet that it often brought when she found herself surrounded by it. Few people bothered her out in the forest, and it was the perfect escape. “What are you doing out here?”

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Feel free to like this post for a starter!

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𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 ( part one  )

❛    — you carry the heavens in your eyes     ❜ ❛     he wasn’t given a choice , you were    ❜ ❛     look beneath the fear    ❜ ❛     you almost forgot to watch ahead    ❜ ❛     is this the secret you planned to take to your grave ?    ❜ ❛     there’s blood in the fields    ❜ ❛      monsters aren’t just born   ❜ ❛     there are two types of monsters    ❜ ❛     you were born with hatred hidden in your veins    ❜ ❛     perhaps she will be the one you will follow into battle    ❜ ❛     you have always been weak    ❜ ❛     how could you grow to love him ?    ❜ ❛      we are all killers   ❜ ❛    we’ve all killed parts of ourselves to survive     ❜ ❛      something , somewhere had to die just so we could stay alive   ❜ ❛      have you considered that maybe i am not pleasant ?    ❜ ❛    i belong to no one     ❜ ❛     you are not safe here    ❜ ❛    not a threat , a promise     ❜ ❛    i’ve seen ghosts brighter than your soul     ❜      ❛      because i’m not human , okay ?   ❜ ❛     do not fall in love with her    ❜ ❛      you don’t think you deserve something so you ruin it   ❜ ❛    i don’t think i deserve something so i ruin it     ❜ ❛     am i the wolf or the savior ?    ❜          

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boyshortbeauty·:

“Well, she’s prone to explode and all that. But enough about me, how’s it been on your side of the situation?”

How was it on her side? Marron didn’t know. Dull? Perhaps that was the word she would look for in an answer. “Not much has been happening, so I suppose I have no complaints. But I also don’t have much positive to share, either.”

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coldcessor·:

“ Everything my dear! Anything and everything there ever was, is, or will be!”

He let a soft chuckle escape his wicked lips. “ And what is it you desire, hmmm? To crawl and slither amongst the ever lame and despot creatures of the world? Perhaps you have yet to even discover your true calling?”

      “Mm.”

Marron could only stare. ‘Everything’ felt very vague for an answer, but it also encompassed any answer that could be offered. Everything. Such an easy answer, but as the question was turned back on her... no, she didn’t know.

      “Calling? Who has those? There are no callings - just things people feel entitled to.”

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boyshortbeauty·:

“Well, school and all that prepared me. Not to mention my mom. It’s done some wonders in helping not to explode when some dumbass hands me another stack of papers when I’ve just finished one.”

      She could only imagine. Marron had never been the type to just sit and work - nor had she ever really had the chance when she thought about it. Then again, desk work didn’t really seem up her alley. “I’d imagine your mother being more likely to explode in that situation than you.”

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boyshortbeauty·:

She frowns slightly at the still flat tone, but answers, “I’ve been fine as well. There’s work and all that. Been slightly stressed as well, but that’s waned off.”

      It’s easy enough to note the fact that her friend is likely unsatisfied by her tone, but it’s something that’s simply become apart of her now. Stuck. “You’ve always been good at getting through stressful times; I’m sure it own’t be long before all of that blows over completely.”

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boyshortbeauty·:

“Can’t someone check up on their friend? It’s been some time since I came by to see you, Marron.”

      “I guess. I’ve been fine if that’s the case. What about you?”