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..And he called me Mona Lisa...
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《 Marlaina Leigh Gustav 》
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Marlaina had to think hard for this question. For closer members of a Succubi tribe, they can share memories and experiances. Her mother who had lived long before the Nuclear War took effect had seen many a sunset and sharedit with the younger members of the clan. A small smile tugged at the girl's warn lips as she nodded, remembering the image. Bright reds and oranges as if the sky was ablaze. But soon, that smile faded, as did the picture-like memory. The woman who raised her is now long gone, and soon will be the fragments of memory she implanted in her mind.
((O.C.C.-))
..because he'd pay to see my smile...
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