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คโงโห โ . . . ๐ญ๐ณ๐ถ๐น๐ฌ๐ต๐ช๐ฌ
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ค๐ญ๐ถ๐น๐ป๐ฌ๐บ๐ช๐ผ๐ฌ !!
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ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐บ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ด๐ข๐ฆ๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ.
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คit's been a while since she last ventured to the surface. perhaps it's time for another little trip, maybe pay some ๐๐๐
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ค"you know not what i have. acceptance was an uphill battle in the institute, but the respect has since been earned. just as you have found your family, i have found mine."
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ค"and yet here i am, at peace knowing justice was brought to my husband's murderer. at peace knowing my son's work and legacy will continue. at peace with my decisions that have led me to this point.
"do ๐๐๐ know peace, h-184?"
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คa laugh, deeply amused, rings out louder than the bullet that killed nate all those years ago.
"if that truly bothered me, do you think i would be working for them? kellogg ๐๐๐ a rogue asset, yes. murdering my husband had never been his goal. he was sadly โ
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ค"regret what, exactly? shaun was my ๐๐๐, the last link to my husband and my ๐๐๐๐ before the war. why on earth would you think i would abandon him for people i barely knew?"
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Replying to @ofsynthetics_
"And you threw away your bonds, for delusion.
Do you ever regret it, director?"
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ค"and yet here i am, because that's what family is about, h-184. showing up, no matter what."
eyes trail the synth with vile observation. "you've never had a family. i don't suppose it's something you could ever understand, is it? no, you're a machine, and we all โ
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Replying to @ofsynthetics_
"I checked the logs.
your freedom was just as big of an experiment as the synths.
you were a statistic."
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คand yet i have decided to take it as one. if you're determined to compare me and my team to a bunch of raiders, at least we're being compared to a bunch of competent fools.
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คfingers twitch against the soft fabric of her sweater. ๐๐๐๐๐ clothing; a privilege she'd rediscovered at the institute. why didn't anyone else seem to care about that stuff? why was it always principles and ethics?
"mind. your. words."
controlled rage was โ
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คโ threatening to break the poorly constructed dam walls.
she didn't believe him, of course. the rage was targeted at his audacity.
"do you really think i'm going to believe anything you say? any evidence you bring up? lies and fabrication, that's all you're good โ
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