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"Am I going to get the chance to treat you to dinner, or are you going to stay cooped up in your hidey-hole bunker all week?"

"I’m tired of this place, anyway. Please get me out of here."




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moon-cat-luna inquired:

The black cat was where she shouldn't be, yet again. But there were no boundaries now. It was dark again. Precious time, not to be wasted. And then she spoke up. ''I've been looking for you.'' She hissed. This was no friend. No moon princess. She was a mere visitor in this place. ''In this... Hell you've created. Or found, or stolen. I don't care.''

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theparanoidhumanoid:

"Hm?"

He looked down at the cat from his seat at his desk. “I take it you were speaking just now. And it was given to me fair and square, thank you very much.”

Spinning around to address this cat face to face, he said, “What is not fair or square is you calling it Hell- it’s purgatory at worst- and the fact that you are intruding. So unless you’re here to do business, please leave.”

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”I was born with it. People used to think it was a bad sign, and it meant something horrible was going to happen to me. They thought it would happen to Artemis, too. The two of us. But then… There was a very important girl from our home. And someone killed her. So we had to run.” Luna explained. Though this was all true, she had decided to miss out the part in which this ‘death of a very important girl’ was caused by someone very dear to herself.

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”Then… We were separated for a bit. And it was very dark. And eventually I fell asleep. And a few years later, I went to find Usagi.”

"Well. You’ve had a few stressful years, then. And you’re… surprisingly forthcoming about it."





"Well, he is certainly adapting to an assassin's lifestyle. Slowly and with much resistance, but he is adapting," she sighed.

"Young people are adaptable to anything. He’ll do decently enough."





"Yes, of course. Because you're always right."

"There you go, that’s the spirit."





"Oh, please, I might have been tired and irritable - and definitely stubborn - but I never hated my parents," she replied, crossing her arms.

"Yes, but you know I’m right."




((More replies will come in the morning! Feel free to bother me so I remember.))

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"Oh, he's a good shot for someone his age and he learns quickly, but he is still a teenager. Constantly tired and irritable... he absolutely hates his parents, but it's why he puts up with my rules, so I won't complain about that."

"Hmm. He sounds like a certain someone who showed up at my door a few years ago.”

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"I'd offer to crack your back, but even with all the slouching you do, I'm still not sure you get very many kinks in your spine," Olivia retorted, letting her head rest lazily against the back of the sofa. "I'm in the middle of mentoring this kid, Marco. He's seventeen and he complains about his back constantly, so I asked that medic neighbor of mine how to give a proper back-cracking."

"No, I don’t need that sort of thing."

He nodded along to her story. “How is Marco doing as a student?”

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moon-cat-luna inquired:

The black cat was where she shouldn't be, yet again. But there were no boundaries now. It was dark again. Precious time, not to be wasted. And then she spoke up. ''I've been looking for you.'' She hissed. This was no friend. No moon princess. She was a mere visitor in this place. ''In this... Hell you've created. Or found, or stolen. I don't care.''

moon-cat-luna:

theparanoidhumanoid:

"Hm?"

He looked down at the cat from his seat at his desk. “I take it you were speaking just now. And it was given to me fair and square, thank you very much.”

Spinning around to address this cat face to face, he said, “What is not fair or square is you calling it Hell- it’s purgatory at worst- and the fact that you are intruding. So unless you’re here to do business, please leave.”

 {✧} =

Luna quickly hopped onto the floor, wrapping herself in the covers. Then, she turned to Marvin and smiled.

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”Leadership. She’s a great leader. All her people are happy. And her husband is even happier. They make a good team. But… Her job requires more of her. Sometimes, when need be, she can be a powerful soldier! I lend her my strength. So does Artemis. And my other friends.”

Thank God.

"I see. And your, ah, crescent here," he said, tapping his forehead, "is this a mark of your status among them?"





She happily plopped down next to him, "It went fine, I made my cut. That's all that matters. I'd ask what you've been up to, but it doesn't look like you've left home in days."

"Well… no. Not really. Work has been slow, and I was in more of a depressed stupor than usual until this morning."

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moon-cat-luna inquired:

The black cat was where she shouldn't be, yet again. But there were no boundaries now. It was dark again. Precious time, not to be wasted. And then she spoke up. ''I've been looking for you.'' She hissed. This was no friend. No moon princess. She was a mere visitor in this place. ''In this... Hell you've created. Or found, or stolen. I don't care.''

moon-cat-luna:

theparanoidhumanoid:

"Hm?"

He looked down at the cat from his seat at his desk. “I take it you were speaking just now. And it was given to me fair and square, thank you very much.”

Spinning around to address this cat face to face, he said, “What is not fair or square is you calling it Hell- it’s purgatory at worst- and the fact that you are intruding. So unless you’re here to do business, please leave.”

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”If I tell you, may I borrow a blanket please?” Luna’s dependency upon woolen products was getting beyond a joke.

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”Yes, so, anyway. She’s not so much a friend or an owner. I prefer to switch between houses regularly to get a good idea of my friend’s backgrounds. But Usagi… Is special. And not just because she feeds me. She has a great power.”

Marvin picked up a small blanket folded over the arm of his sofa and laid it out for her to use. “Here.”

Sitting next to Luna on the couch, facing her and crossing one leg over his knee, he asked, “What sort of power are we talking about?”

If this is more of that magic silliness, I swear to God…





"I'm still a hit-man, Marvin, I go wherever my work goes," she replied, giving a flat grin, "but, if you must know, I've been in Haiti for the past two weeks hunting down a drug lord."

"I know that still, I was just wondering where work had taken you. And how did this mission go?" He asked as he sat down with her on his sofa.

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moon-cat-luna inquired:

The black cat was where she shouldn't be, yet again. But there were no boundaries now. It was dark again. Precious time, not to be wasted. And then she spoke up. ''I've been looking for you.'' She hissed. This was no friend. No moon princess. She was a mere visitor in this place. ''In this... Hell you've created. Or found, or stolen. I don't care.''

moon-cat-luna:

theparanoidhumanoid:

"Hm?"

He looked down at the cat from his seat at his desk. “I take it you were speaking just now. And it was given to me fair and square, thank you very much.”

Spinning around to address this cat face to face, he said, “What is not fair or square is you calling it Hell- it’s purgatory at worst- and the fact that you are intruding. So unless you’re here to do business, please leave.”

 {✧} =

”You’d do strange things too, if you knew there might be something at the end of it. Or, would you? Now isn’t a time for decisions. Let’s put that to the side, Marvin.

Luna began to think.

Will Diana be fine with Artemis? Yes, yes she will. They won’t do anything stupid and come after me.

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”I like mattresses.” Luna mumbled under her breath. ”They’re cozy. But I suppose they’re not much use without blankets. Do you have blankets here? If not, I have one you can borrow at home.”

This cat could not keep her mind on a subject to save her life. He raised a brow and replied, “…I have plenty. Thank you. Ah, who is this Usagi? Is she your… owner? Friend?”





"Oh, stop being so dramatic and worrisome," she groaned, unhooking herself from his grasp of a hug. "I had emergency arrangements made a long time ago in case something happened to me. If I died, you would have known already," Olivia sighed, waving her hand.

"Even so. Life is bothersome enough without it being suddenly cut short."

He backed away, and ushered her into his house. “Where have you been?”

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