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@xiknowkungfu -- to listen to my gut when it nags me about something. We need to do this, we need to know what he meant with that because if he has someone else imprisoned, someone that means something to us, that is family. I will never forgive myself."

@xiknowkungfu -- there for years, only the Analyst knows what we went through, what he has done to us. How many simulations has he put us through, and how many games he has played with us? He has the answers that we don't; Neo and I learned many years ago --

FOR @BeautcFatale Ever since they had saved both the Matrix and Zion for a second time, Neo could sense something was up with Trinity but she was keeping quiet and all attempts to prize it out of her had failed and so he had decided to wait until she felt able »

@xiknowkungfu -- harming anyone that we care for."

@xiknowkungfu -- right? And yet there was something in her that told her otherwise, that told her that the Analyst did know something, it was just this feeling that she couldn't shake. "I want to pay him another visit, I want to be sure that he's not --

She is here.

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@xiknowkungfu -- thought when she heard Neo's voice, smirking, she placed the cold and empty mug down, standing and walking to the bedroom. "Morning, slept well?" She asked, leaning on the doorframe.

@xiknowkungfu -- quietness that he needed. She had taken a mug of coffee and had been seated in an armchair, just thinking about her dreams, or rather nightmares, barely noticing how the light was now bathing the place with light, she was pulled from her --

chestnut oculars open to find cold sheets and an empty bed, an indentation where feminine body once laid. hand smoothed over white, groaning a little at the harsh light streaking through the window panes. “trin—…” came a short mumble from the one, sleep tinged tone. ——

|| I have one.