[Herr voice is shrill, and squeaky. ASCH, YOU ARE NOT HELPING, GOD. Miyabi's anger only increases, and the hands holding her journal begin to shake. She wants to explode, to scream at them until her lungs burst, to tell Asch to shut his big mouth or she'll shove a Cherry Bomb down his throat, but she just bites she lip and shakes all over. ...Idiots. Stupid, stupid, stupid idiots!
They're okay. They're okay.
Miyabi utters the tiniest of gasps, and her voice crumbles to pieces. She was so scared, she had thought the worst, but they were okay.]
Just come home!
[She hating sounding so desperate, so weak, but these two were her family, experiment or not.]
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[Herr voice is shrill, and squeaky. ASCH, YOU ARE NOT HELPING, GOD. Miyabi's anger only increases, and the hands holding her journal begin to shake. She wants to explode, to scream at them until her lungs burst, to tell Asch to shut his big mouth or she'll shove a Cherry Bomb down his throat, but she just bites she lip and shakes all over. ...Idiots. Stupid, stupid, stupid idiots!
They're okay. They're okay.
Miyabi utters the tiniest of gasps, and her voice crumbles to pieces. She was so scared, she had thought the worst, but they were okay.]
Just come home!
[She hating sounding so desperate, so weak, but these two were her family, experiment or not.]