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[ Been a while since Rin herself has made a call, but in all honesty why would she when she can just ask (read: bully) others into speaking for her. That way she doesn't have to deal with a bunch of no-names hassling her for the answers of every little question, but today? Today should be a day for the people of Haven to celebrate and if not, well she tried and therefore no one could say she didn't. ]

Hey, so you remember Jennifer's call about the date nearly a week ago? She said it was February 8th then so you know that today is February 14th, which you know is a holiday in some countries in the world a lot of us are somewhat familiar with. How it's celebrated really isn't all that important, but it's a holiday designated for love--[ The word is spoken in the only form a tsundere can say it in. ]--so I was honestly expecting this thing here to buzz with a billion love confessions.

[ But enough about her poor love life. ]

As a sign of gratitude for reminding you of the holiday, I'd like to hear your opinions on Miss Beth Yao. A number of you have met her and have been told things about her, haven't you? Consider me curious as to your opinions on her. [ A rare, once in a lifetime opportunity for Rin to give a damn about someone's opinion. Grasp it while you can. ] Surely you have to have something in mind after all we've gone through, right? Well, let's hear it. I don't really have all day to sit around waiting on this stupid phone to entertain me, so be prompt with your replies.

[ For those who do know her, a new scar can be seen creeping out from her turtleneck sweater along her neck. She's done her best to cover it up by wearing this outfit of choice, but maybe she underestimates the phone's camera or just doesn't seem to care about it. ]

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Was kinda... avoiding, like, everyone.

[She finally let go.]

...wish I had chocolate to give you.

[ Looking over her shoulder towards her. ] Chocolate is fattening.

[ In other words, it's all right that she doesn't. ]

Valentine's Day really sucked a lot in Mayfield so I don't even know why I brought it up... thought maybe it might cheer up everyone else to think about a stupid holiday, but instead I'm getting asked dumb questions like why would I ever bring up something like that in a rotten place like this.

[ Shaking her head. ] So many people here don't know when to let go and to move on to the next thing. [ Pause. ] You haven't forgotten how to do that now, have you?

I haven't. Just taking longer than normal, ze. I don't like being reminded what I am. [pause] And what I'm lacking.

[Marisa then reached out to move the collar of Rin's shirt.] I wish I could say I tried to stop them, but it was like I wasn't even there. No watching from the outside as stuff happened. It just all hit me when they let me go.

[Which was why she freaked and ran.]

[ She wish she wouldn't look as it's only going to upset her further, but the scar seems to have another one below it, one that reaches down into the darkness of her shirt. ]

There's no telling what we are here. [ Rin says simply in order to comfort her. It was the same thing she told Yuna all while crying to Archer about how much of a fake she was. She's truly a hypocrite, but no need to advertise that out loud. ] I've heard about people from other worlds here, nothing like what Mayfield was.

So it's possible... well, you understand what I'm getting at. [ A sigh. ] At any rate, it's for the best you weren't really there.

[A finger lightly traces the scar until her hand gets a little too much into Rin's shirt.]

I remember it like I was there. Like I did it. And I did. I did this to you.

[ Good thing she stops or else Rin would yank it out of there. ]

No, if you remember at all which you're claiming that you are, you would have known I was the one who brought it down on myself. I won't have you taking credit for my own actions.

Technicality. [She knew that blade was spun around on purpose.] Don't do that again. If I'm gonna die... just let me die.

Stupid, you can't tell me something like that and expect me to actually follow through it. I was already pretty beat up so it was inevitable I would die either way so it was the best call to make at the time.

[ Sounds more as if she's trying to justify it to herself than Marisa. ]

Stubborn idiot. You should've ran and you know it.

I couldn't run. [ More like she refused to leave her behind to be killed by someone else. ] So that's unimportant.

I know better, ze. You couldn't summoned Archer to get you out of there. He's... he's not gonna kill me when I come back to the room, is he?

As if I'd let him kill you.

[ If there's anyone she's going to have him kill, it'd be Ryougi due to a grudge she's harboring from Mayfield. ]

You don't need to worry about that. He, he isn't even aware of who did it or how. I just told him it was my fault when I could and that's that.

Because it was my fault. [ Rin adds before she can dispute it. ]

[Marisa's just going to stare at Rin for a long moment before going to hug her again, tightly.]

[ Resting against her. ]

I'm too stubborn to argue with... so you should just get used to it when I say things like that.

Only because I don't feel like out-stubborning you.

Because I'm so passionate, you mean! [ Nestle her shoulders against her. ]

So don't worry about things and just get over it. Mayfield used to do that to people all the time--so what's it to people like us when we've seen what happens to others? Just move on.

Just don't like being reminded I don't got a soul.

[Marisa closed her eyes and took a deep breath.]

...don't really wanna let you go.

[ Frowning. ] Then don't let me go.

We'll just stay like this for the rest of the day and you can listen in on all my boring conversations with everyone.

I'm... surprisingly okay with that.

You must be bored if you want to hear a bunch of losers talk to me about Valentine's Day as if I'm an expert in it.

[ But she doesn't seem as bothered as her words imply by the thought. ]

Maybe I am. [Her arms tighten a moment before relaxing.] You should find someplace to sit down.

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