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[countermeasures]

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[fleshedout]

...

[A bit taken aback, and her voice becomes quiet.]

And what did I say?

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Something was... trying to convince me to give up. That I was a monster, that all of you would just... see me as a monster, if I went back.

[...]

But you said... what you said to me the other week. "You're a shining star. Wherever you go, you'll shine bright. I'll be behind you all the way."

...so, I knew I had to come back.

[fleshedout]

[hey what the fuck]

[Hot Pants...stares for a long, long moment. She's always used to being there for support. To pull people out of danger - god knows how many times she's done that even at home. She's used to it. But here, now, hearing that...she's walked away from times previously without even needing a word of thanks, because it was all just part of the job.]

[But here, now, hearing that...her eyes water, slightly, reaching out to lightly touch her on the shoulder, as gentle as possible.]

It's true. It's always true. [She believes that, wholeheartedly.] I'm...I'm glad I could save you.

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[ :) ]

...I'm glad you could, too. I didn't want to give up, but...

[it was getting difficult, to keep arguing why she had to return. her memories of hot pants and the others here had kept her grounded.]

...thank you. For being someone I can rely on.

[fleshedout]

...I always will be.

[As long as they're here...she will hold to that.]

[Eternal devotion, after all.]

[countermeasures]

[as long as they're here..........


so, one more week's worth of devotion]

I appreciate you, Miss Hot Pants.

[fleshedout]

[yeah after this game she is kicking su to the curve, bye]

...I should say that to you. And I will. I appreciate you, too.

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[vanishes through an archway into the sunset at endgame]

...thank you.