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 Posted: Mon May 18, 2020 1:44 pm
"Oh honey, if it exists, it's because people need it. You included." Hyakutake moved to hug Dubhe again. "Dubhe, you deserve to be able to find yourself past all the hurt. And you deserve to find people who want you around, who care. And groups like that are a good place to start." She took a deep breath. "Honestly? I'm not sure it ever stops hurting, from what I know. A dear friend of mine...his birth mother was a dear friend of his adoptive parents. And he knows they miss her every day, still. But it stops being a sharp pain after a time, stops consuming your life. They miss her, yes...but instead of dwelling on it, they adore the son she gave them, and do their best to make their corner of the world a better place for people like her."
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2020 2:00 pm
"All kinds were there. Fighting." Dubhe sighed, before considering her answer and hugged again before stepping back.
"My uncle Vincent hjas to be the strongest man I know, then." Dubhe admitted slowly, and wrung her hands. "I... My mother was his only sibling, and my great grandfather gave her an arranged marriage to a horrid man. But she loved my Uncle's best friend... My dad. When I was born, I mostly looked like my mother, but also my father. Her husband figured it out when he tested infertyile, and... I was only a few weeks old when my mother was murdered in cold blood. My uncle set the police on him, and I was offered to him to raise. He helped prove my real Dad and he raised me. I grew up with my father and uncle and three cousins until a Youma murdered my father. So... My Uncle's lost his sister and the dearest dfriend in his life... And he's been nopthing but gentle and worried for me. It.. I worry about him, because he must be suffering so much. He's always said... I look like my mother." Dubhe looked at the stars, holding her hands close to her chest as she considered everything, then looked down.
"I worry about him, and my cousins."
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2020 9:42 am
Hyakutake hugged her, not sure what to say, simply trying to provide support. After a moment, she pulled away. "Here...I know a cafe that serves senshi. My treat." She held a hand out, soft smile on her face. "Nothing for the soul like a cup of hot chocolate."
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2020 9:57 am
"I'd like that." Sailor Dubhje said softly, and took Hyakutake's hand in hers meekly, smiling softly as she did. Something semio-normal -- even soothing -- sounded nice right now, and maybe later, she could take Hyakutake to her world. Not today, but... Soon. She'd like that, she decided. Very much.
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