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6/19/2025, 6:53:11 AM
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>You grit your teeth into what you try to make into a friendly grin but one which is not incompletely fueled by the pain in your cut arm.
I trust you, wholly and completely.
>It's so surreal to say that to an N as a completely deadpan statement.
>She grins with teeth in kind.
>Pixie sighs. "Okay, Judas is better at both doing and explaining this sort of stuff than me," her default blue optics gaze down at the car floor in shame and the deep insecurity fueled self loathing all Serial Designation Ns possess.
>You remember him, the older SD-V gentleman wearing monk habits who made that sign you've never seen before.
>But, currently, your new friend needs cheering up.
>Typically an N who's feeling down in the dumps is a sign for a V like yourself to get out of dodge ASAP before you get targeted for bullying and the Js dogpile you out of a visceral fear that they'll be next if they don't.
I'm certain you'll do fine.
>Pixie instantly perks up with all the thinly veiled validation and excitement of a puppy who's just been pet.
>"Really?!" Her optics shoot wide before she suddenly coughs into a fist.
>You can see a blue blush glowing on her visor she's trying and failing to hide.
>"Okay..." she looks down as she gently, slowly kicks a foot from side to side in your passenger seat.
>"Well-- oh hey, we're here!" She's audibly excited at narrowly avoiding the possibility her insecurities would be validated as the giant out of the way warehouse comes into view.
>To call the are leading up to it a driveway would be an insult to driveways: if you didn't know any better, you would have thought continuing to go this route would lead you offroad.
>It's smack dab in the middle of nowhere and the only hints to an unaware observer it's not completely abandoned would be that there is enough space left to maneuver around the outside carefully maintained against the forest and that everything is oddly clean and shows signs of active maintenance upon closer inspection.
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>You grit your teeth into what you try to make into a friendly grin but one which is not incompletely fueled by the pain in your cut arm.
I trust you, wholly and completely.
>It's so surreal to say that to an N as a completely deadpan statement.
>She grins with teeth in kind.
>Pixie sighs. "Okay, Judas is better at both doing and explaining this sort of stuff than me," her default blue optics gaze down at the car floor in shame and the deep insecurity fueled self loathing all Serial Designation Ns possess.
>You remember him, the older SD-V gentleman wearing monk habits who made that sign you've never seen before.
>But, currently, your new friend needs cheering up.
>Typically an N who's feeling down in the dumps is a sign for a V like yourself to get out of dodge ASAP before you get targeted for bullying and the Js dogpile you out of a visceral fear that they'll be next if they don't.
I'm certain you'll do fine.
>Pixie instantly perks up with all the thinly veiled validation and excitement of a puppy who's just been pet.
>"Really?!" Her optics shoot wide before she suddenly coughs into a fist.
>You can see a blue blush glowing on her visor she's trying and failing to hide.
>"Okay..." she looks down as she gently, slowly kicks a foot from side to side in your passenger seat.
>"Well-- oh hey, we're here!" She's audibly excited at narrowly avoiding the possibility her insecurities would be validated as the giant out of the way warehouse comes into view.
>To call the are leading up to it a driveway would be an insult to driveways: if you didn't know any better, you would have thought continuing to go this route would lead you offroad.
>It's smack dab in the middle of nowhere and the only hints to an unaware observer it's not completely abandoned would be that there is enough space left to maneuver around the outside carefully maintained against the forest and that everything is oddly clean and shows signs of active maintenance upon closer inspection.
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