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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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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
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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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
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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
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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 . . .
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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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