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Melita’s mind didn’t really hold onto things like anniversaries. There were moments and blips in time, and then she maneuvered to the present, striving to not be strangled by the inevitable twitch of the past behind her. But there were some nice ones that served as lively and lovely reminders – like Remi and Ronin’s wedding, and how they were still together (gods damn she couldn’t even keep some items around for that long), that measured up to fortitude, endurance, and the wholly encompassing of love or something like that. She wouldn’t know much about the latter.
But regardless, she stepped amidst the festivities with a fancier dress and wide eyes, searching for anyone she knew and could latch onto – or break away for food. She did see ghosts though – which had her glance sharply over to Remi for some sort of explanation, then managed to answer the query and question in her own mind. He, or Mort, clearly had something to do with it.
So she waved atRexanna, while snagging at a drink.
But regardless, she stepped amidst the festivities with a fancier dress and wide eyes, searching for anyone she knew and could latch onto – or break away for food. She did see ghosts though – which had her glance sharply over to Remi for some sort of explanation, then managed to answer the query and question in her own mind. He, or Mort, clearly had something to do with it.
So she waved at
Melita
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