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โ Hm , hm . Worry not .แ I was merely testing if my woes were shared . โ
Mismagius allows a soft hum to escape her . She could see a lot of herself in Lucy , and she was glad she could .
Because even if her problems weren't solved , atleast she was reminded that her misery
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โ Ah .แฃ What's this .แฃ โ
Mismagius floated casually alongside Lucy . Hand placed infront of herself as she ponders . Did she have any desires *left* to begin with .แฃ
.. Maybe , maybe not . She'll see soon enough.
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So looudddd ~~ . .
It can't be helped . . .
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second.
That voice telling Jolteon not to ruin the moment? Completely gone. All that was left was a "spark" ignited by the mage. Rather than trying to preserve the moment . . all she wanted was Jolteon to be *completely* honest.
She pulls away, licking her lips.
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Short - circuiting already . . well, that was definitely a sight to see. But the mage could still feel how uncertain, how nervous the puppy was.
๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ .แ
The ghost grabs onto the electric - type's chin and forces her to stare deeply
๐ถh she made her short circuit..
Just skin against fabric was enough
to drive her bits crazy, but a kiss too .แฃ
Even if sheโs an electric type she
canโt help but feel paralyzed by it..
on the outside .แฃ โโ
ears went straight up,
cheeks tinged with obscure red,
hot as slugma..
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into her golden eyes. There's a smile โ naughty, but well - intentioned, that comes out from the older lady. And after that . . ? She leans downwards, head turned slightly to the side.
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Lips pressing onto lips for but a
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โOh, please. You flatter me.โ
Still, she has to think about it. Was it possible . . ? Theoretically, yes, but it was just difficult. And using magic for fertilization wasn't exactly something she wished to do . . ๐ง
Troublesome. But since Jolteon was so eager, then . . โ
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at least she made her laugh,
somehow .แ โโ shoulders lower . .
slightly, after her saying.
but thereโs still a tiny flicker of hope,
as tiny as the spark that
crackles off her hand โญ.แ
โ Still . . there should be a way
of making them , somehow . โ
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Blink.
Blink, blink . . ?
โPfft . . hehehahahahaha!โ
She rolls around in mid-air. Was it funny . . ? Not really. Sudden, *shocking*? Absolutely. It's Jolteon's bluntness that has Mismagius cackling in the first place. She wipes a tear off her face, before immediately โ
๐ปhen she is ready,
(not) for whatโs
about to come . .
Inhaling so deep a normal person
would think sheโs about to play
the poke flute for a whole minute
nonstop.
The hasty reply comes out . . ๐ง
โ Watts up with you ๐บ๐ถ๐s ๐บ๐ฎ๐ด๐ถ .แฃ yo๐ ๐o cute we should make eggs . โ
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. . She's already stopped. What's the point in hearing a joke if you've already heard it from their head before it even comes out?
Taking her time, almost as if playfully trying to think about it before continuing.
โWatts, who?โ
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*Just* pretty ladies . . ? It seemed like her biases are all over the place, just from a peek into Jolteon's mind . . .
Blink, blink.
โWho's there?โ
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She's glad it was enjoyed. Even if it was a little . . .
โsudden.โ
Anyhow, a joke would be nice. The least Mismagius could do is grant her an audience, even with how abrupt as it was. ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ
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