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[RP]-=The Glory Of War=-[RP] Always Accepting!

Ahri's ears drooped. How I wish Yuki was still with us. The fallen angels are going to get wiped out at this rate. The only way to survive is to join other sides, but I'm loyal to what I believe in. She thought to herself, sitting down against the rebel camp's wall and putting her chin on her knees, wrapping her arms around her legs. "So I guess I'll be killed."
 
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"Will you? Rebel's are rebel's, fallens are fallens. Like you said, we're just sticking to what we believe in."
 
Ahri looked around and saw nobody. "What?" She frowned, Ace wasn't even around, how was he talking to her? Maybe she was just high or something.
 
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Ahri turned around and pulled out her orb in case he attacked her. "Why are you down here?" She asked, twirling the orb in her hand.
 
Ahri frowned, he obviously didn't understand her. "I meant down here. Talking to me." She shook her head. "Oh well, that doesn't matter. Where is Yuki?"
 
Ahri looked confused. "You think I can take on 2 or 3 or however many people are here? You're crazy. I'm not that strong." She looked at her orb, it's blue glow reflected in her eyes.
 
"I'll allow you to enter the camp, for a little while. I'll be watching though. Don't trust me? That's fine.."
 
Ahri looked at him, and then back at her camp. "It's not that I don't trust you. I am a soul eater after all." She said as a passive aggressive warning. "However, I don't want Satoshi to hate me. I don't want him to feel like I betrayed him, so I will have to pass. It is rather kind of you, however."
 
Ahri watched as he flew away, her soft silver tails bunching into one. There was some stranger on the other side, and she knew then that the rebels were growing in size.
 
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I jumped off the walls.

"Good morning."

- - - Post Merge - - -

The bouquet of flowers I made her seem to had wilted.

"Crap."
 
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