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I hate brushing my hair, but I hate cutting my hair more. I guess there’s a lesser evil here, but it’s still so exhausting..
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//; getting the notif of izuru putting iris on that list i got so giddy. oh my joyful experiment weirdos. <3
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( Sitting against her tree, exhaling softly and stretching her arms slowly, her hair flowing freely.
How many years has it been now..? )
Happy birthday, Ryoko. Merry Christmas, Matsu.
( The flowers sprouting around the makeshift gravesites are a pretty sight now. )
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( Iris immediately let out a gasp, though stifled through gritted teeth, red eyes widening as the hand on his head moved away.
Then her eyes narrowed. )
Stop whining like that. You know I hate when you do that.
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— But that was their whole thing. Insanity. Iris had no real room to judge…. it was her job to keep them alive, not keep them ‘normal.’
She glanced at the gaudy looking weapon before looking back into the trunk, reaching for a crossbow-looking thing.
“ Well. Which —
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Right, masochist. That’s… still kind of their whole thing. Iris holds back any sigh or outward look of confusion, instead just letting her eyes glint with obvious interest.
It’d be a lie to say it wasn’t impressive, and it’d be even worse to say it wasn’t insane. —
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( Trying to not stumble as he gets closer, continuing her actions even as the weight in her hand grew. )
Do not push your luck. You get what I say you do.
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Iris let out a soft wince and hiss at the grating sound of metal creaking and pushing, an eye closing with obvious discomfort before the apathy laid itself thick on her expression again.
Why doesn’t he just keep it open? Why do any of them do anything.
Iris wonders —
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— it all to herself for a moment as she makes her way over, hair catching slight debris as it drags on the floor. She doesn’t bother to collect it as she stands next to Kazuichi, red eyes boring into the trunk.
“ Ah. You’ve been hard at work, hm… ”
She idly reached —
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