an artificial emotion no display of sentiment;

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[ something for luna goes here i'll find a shitpost eventually nik ]

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TUESDAY, w0

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[ 45 haunts the library, study, and kitchen a fair amount of the time and keeps odd hours, so there's the chance they might run into each other by chance entirely naturally during the day,

but if not, then it's late at night when 45 stumbles into Luna- possibly literally, honestly. but if that does happen she's ignoring it. ]

Hello again. Luna, correct? How have you been holding up?

[brokethefirst]

[Oddly enough, it's very, very late at night when Luna nearly runs into 45 on turning the corner into the library, yelping quietly before slapping a hand over her mouth.]

O-oh no, I'm so sorry...

Yes, it's Luna. I, um... [Her smile goes sheepish.] I... can you rephrase the question you just asked? I apologize. My hearing seems to have been, um... affected.

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Nein, it is partially my fault too. Corners seem to be a bit of a problem lately.

[ But at the request she pauses, then repeats herself, the mouth movements more pronounced. ]

How have you been doing?

[brokethefirst]

Me? Oh, I'm okay... All things considered, anyway.

[Her look turns pointedly concerned, though, looking 45 up and down.]

You... go by a number for your name, if I remember correctly from Galo. Are you, um... having trouble with your sight?

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My designation is UMP45, yes, but feel free to call me 45. There's other UMPs out there, after all.

[ but she runs a hand up and down her eye - the scarred one. ]

Normally it does not give me issue. As of this week, though, it has.