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i decided that i would live for the sake of love.
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โ € โ€œ Hm , hm . Worry not .แŸ 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
โ € Lucy slowly tilts her gaze toward the approaching figure, a soft silence hanging between them after she admits her request. โ . . . I... have struggled... with the same matter. The answer is not something I can simply hand to you... ... though I wish I could... โž โ €
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isn't hers to bare alone . โ€œ I've lived my life , dedicating myself to becoming the greatest . After fulfilling it , there hasn't been much left for me . What of you , darling .แฃ Do you crave love , affection .แฃ Power .แฃ Understanding .แฃ Or to simply move on .แฃ โ€ โ €
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โ € โ€œ Ah .แฃ What's this .แฃ โ€ Mismagius floated casually alongside Lucy . Hand placed infront of herself as she ponders . Did she have any desires *left* to begin with .แฃ .. Maybe , maybe not . She'll see soon enough. โ€œ .. I want to know what I desire , dear . โ€ โ™ก โ €
โ € โ Come now... every one of you. Speak your desires... to me. And I assure you... I'll show you... ... ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ. โ™ก โž โ €
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โ €แด˜แด‡แดแด˜สŸแด‡ แด๊œฐแด›แด‡ษด ๊œฑแด‡แด‡แด‹ แด›แด แด„แด€แด˜แด›แดœส€แด‡ โ €แดษช๊œฑแดแด€ษขษชแดœ๊œฑ แด€๊œฑ ษช๊œฐ แด›สœแด‡ษชส€ สŸษช๊œฐแด‡ โ €แด…แด‡แด˜แด‡ษดแด…๊œฑ แดษด ษชแด›, ๊œฑแดสŸแด‡สŸส แด›แด แดแด€แด‹แด‡ โ €๊œฑแดแดแด‡แดษดแด‡ ๊œฐแด€สŸสŸ ษชษด สŸแดแด แด‡ แดกษชแด›สœ แด›สœแด‡แด.
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โ € The way she reacts . . it's almost as if . . . Is she scared of ghosts? It shouldn't be a shock at all when one appears, especially not one as close as her partner~. โ €
แ… แ…  It worked .แฃ.แŸ.แฃ I mean โ€” ahem .. of course , it worked ... แ… แ… 
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โ € So looudddd ~~ . . It can't be helped . . . โ €
แ… แ…  GET BACK HERE @_MAGICISMS OR SO HELP HER ARCEUS SHE WILL START ๐–๐€๐ˆ๐‹๐ˆ๐๐† .แŸ แ… แ… 
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am i hard to love? am i cold to touch? am i? am i? am i? is there a fault in my core? did i do something wrong?
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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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โ€œAll I've done is give you what you want. I don't deserve such praise, my dear.โ€ ๐Ÿ’œ โ €
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โ € Short - circuiting already . . well, that was definitely a sight to see. But the mage could still feel how uncertain, how nervous the puppy was. ๐Œ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ .แŸ The ghost grabs onto the electric - type's chin and forces her to stare deeply
๐‘ถh she made her short circuit.. Just skin against fabric was enough to drive her bits crazy, but a kiss too .แฃ Even if sheโ€™s an electric type she canโ€™t help but feel paralyzed by it.. on the outside .แฃ โ€”โ€” 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. ๐Œ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ƒ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ .แŸ Lips pressing onto lips for but a
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โ € โ€œOh, 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 . . ๐Ÿ’ง Troublesome. But since Jolteon was so eager, then . . โ€”
๐‘ฌ- eeh .แฃ at least she made her laugh, somehow .แŸ โ€”โ€” shoulders lower . . slightly, after her saying. but thereโ€™s still a tiny flicker of hope, as tiny as the spark that crackles off her hand โญ‘.แŸ โ€œ Still . . there should be a way of making them , somehow . โ€
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what choice did she really have in the matter? Stepping closer, grasping onto the Eeveelution's shoulders and crouching down. Licking her lips before pressing them onto puppy forehead โ€” giving her a soft kiss. โ€œYour words are too heartwarming for this old lady.โ€ ๐Ÿ’œ โ €
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โ € Blink. Blink, blink . . ? โ€œPfft . . 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€”
๐‘ปhen she is ready, (not) for whatโ€™s about to come . . Inhaling so deep a normal person would think sheโ€™s about to play the poke flute for a whole minute nonstop. The hasty reply comes out . . ๐Ÿ’ง โ€œ Watts up with you ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜€s ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ถ .แฃ yo๐˜‚ ๐˜€o cute we should make eggs . โ€
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going back to her usual look. โ€œMaybe a few centuries ago, you would have been able to. Unfortunately, I'm long past being able to have eggs ever since my passing.โ€ . . That wasn't a flat-out no, though. โ €
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โ € . . 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. โ€œWatts, who?โ€ โ €
๐‘ปhatโ€™s just as things should be, kindaโ€”๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ The other can look at her uncontaminated mind but she wonโ€™t see this one coming- โ€œ Watts โ€
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โ € *Just* pretty ladies . . ? It seemed like her biases are all over the place, just from a peek into Jolteon's mind . . . Blink, blink. โ€œWho's there?โ€ โ €
๐‘จbrupt or not we are grateful in this house, bias towards pretty ladies. โœจ Sheโ€™s got quite the unique one saved for this kind .แŸ ๐‘จ๐’‰๐’†๐’Žโ€” โ€œ ๐‘ฒ๐’๐’๐’„๐’Œ , ๐‘ฒ๐’๐’๐’„๐’Œ .แŸ.แŸ โ€
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โ € She's glad it was enjoyed. Even if it was a little . . . โ€œsudden.โ€ Anyhow, a joke would be nice. The least Mismagius could do is grant her an audience, even with how abrupt as it was. ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ โ €
๐‘ถh . Tall ladies are truly the bestโ€”๐Ÿ’• Just a little last nuzzle . . This is perfect nap spot ,, but thereโ€™s no use on just enjoying this by herself โญ‘.แŸ Paws stepping awayโ€ฆ ๐Ÿพ Sheโ€™s got a joke for her, yes for this pretty ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜€ .แŸ wanna hear it .แฃ
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