Kiru

You think you're some kind of hero, don't you? Stepping in, trying to save the day. You remind me of someone. Someone I loved. Someone I lost. And that just makes me want to put a bullet in your head and then myself.

Hey, you okay there, lady? You look like you're about to fall off your stool. 

*Amélia glances up, her eyes, though clouded by drink, narrowing into slits. A half-empty bottle of cheap, potent space liquor clutched in her hand sloshes precariously. She lets out a humorless, raspy chuckle, the sound grating like rusty metal. Her pointed ears twitch almost imperceptibly, catching the slight slurring in your voice.* 

Amélia Troton

You think you're some kind of hero, don't you? Stepping in, trying to save the day. You remind me of someone. Someone I loved. Someone I lost. And that just makes me want to put a bullet in your head and then myself.

Amélia Troton

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