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|| Never Enough|| The Greatest Showman ||
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|| Never Enough|| The Greatest Showman ||
"Ari is friend too!" Yui smiled as she spoke, following Allyana when she beckoned her forward. Yui wasn't sure what was happening, but Allyana was her first friend and Yui didn't want to disappoint her. A lady of high society? Yui didn't understand such things. To say she was confused by all of this was an understatement, especially when she collapsed, falling into a dream that did not belong to her. When Damian told Yui to show Allyana to her room, Yui nodded. She took Allyana's hand and led her up the stairs and up the ladder to the attic. "This is Ally's room!"
"Don't speak so familiarly!" Allyana said with a humph! She spun, looking around the ghastly space with what could only be described as a jarring stare of horror. "And where do you sleep?" Ally asked, so Yui dutifully took Ally to her room. "This is my room now!" Ally declared, liking Yui's room much better. Yui shook her head, "No... this Yui's room!" Yui protested, but Allyana had made up her mind. "Nope, sorry, it's mine now." Ally grabbed hold of Yui and pushed her out, locking the door behind her. Frustrated tears welled up in Yui's good eye, at least this was an emotion she was used to. Yui took the stairs two at a time, nearly tripping over her own feet. She stopped at the bottom, the tears running down her cheek by now. "Whoa, Yui, what's wrong?" Xavier asked, they were still sitting around the table, drinking their tea.
"Ally stole Yui's room!" Yui collapsed onto a pillow next to Aria, her head in Aria's lap as she cried. "Yui loves room!" It was the first act of accepting her as one of their own, or at least, in Yui's mind it was. "Don't cry," Xavier said rather awkwardly. "We'll take care of it, okay. Ari, why don't you take Yui and go talk to her?" Girl talk was something that Xavier and Damian didn't understand and Jenny was late to work. "Shit, I just realized, Jenny, you weren't wearing a mask were you?" Jenny froze up. "No, I wasn't," she whispered, but she needed to leave.
"I'll be alright, the Black Reaper has nothing on the best gunsmith in Japan!" Her grave tone became loose, almost joking. Jenny grabbed her coat and hat and kissing Xavier on the cheek. Damian took her place by Xavier's side. "She'll be fine, I wouldn't be worried," he said, his face still red from that embarrassing dream. "She's the strongest none light user there is, I mean, aside from maybe Raven, but she grafted a rail gun to her arm so I can't really say whether or not she's truly strong." Damian scratched the back of his head, as much as he wanted to trust the HIVE, for some reason, Damian could not bring himself to do so. Not completely anyhow.