[ a girl who is no one and snake eyes off to save the world.
she considers the claim, though. tries to fit it into what little she knows. she bites her lip, remembers herself, and stops. as a reminder, the action hidden in the folds of her rags, she digs her nails into the palm of her hand until she is sure she will leave crescent mark indentations in her skin. ]
Who are you? [ she asks even as she knows it's not the right question. she can't think of what that might be right now, though. everything is all too strange. ]
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[ a girl who is no one and snake eyes off to save the world.
she considers the claim, though. tries to fit it into what little she knows. she bites her lip, remembers herself, and stops. as a reminder, the action hidden in the folds of her rags, she digs her nails into the palm of her hand until she is sure she will leave crescent mark indentations in her skin. ]
Who are you? [ she asks even as she knows it's not the right question. she can't think of what that might be right now, though. everything is all too strange. ]