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the notebook almost immediately goes away, but nothing in Noir's posture gives away any sort of emotion as he does so. he's relieved, though, to be able to communicate like a real person. ' Soldier Boy hurt me. ' he signs back, one hand lifting to tap the side of his head to indicate where ---
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α΄‡π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘£π‘–π‘›π‘” .
She needs to know more before she agrees to anything, including who’s asking. A gloved hand moves away from her weapon, as she scans the letters on the page. She asks, whilst signing; β€œIt seems you had quite a change of heart. What happened?”
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slowly, one of his hands reaches for a small, black leatherbound notebook at his hip, pulling it loose alongside a small pen and flipping it open to scrawl his response. β€˜ kill Soldier Boy. ' he then flips the notebook outward for her to read it.
ΚŸα΄€α΄…Κ α΄…α΄‡α΄€α΄›Κœ.
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α΄‡π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘£π‘–π‘›π‘” .
Eyes narrowed under the obsidian helmet of her own, a hand threatening to reach back for a katana. She never forgot a face (or a mask), especially one in a team with Solider Boy; β€œI remember you. Payback, yes? What do you want?”
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ΚŸα΄€α΄…Κ α΄…α΄‡α΄€α΄›Κœ.