𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ ‍ 𝕳𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖉 ‍‍𝒅o͟w͟n͟

kicked to the curb on judgment day.

Is something the matter, dear?

ㅤ ㅤ “ to /us/ .ㅤ we cannot be separated , not now . ” there it is, crimson pupil bluntly fixed on her ; it glows threateningly . “ results are clear : keep distracting him with psychological attachments , and ‘ emre ’ will 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲 . ”

ㅤ ㅤ “ incorrect .ㅤ you and my host . [ ... ] emre sarıoğlu . past history detected : now reunited , subject — ‘ frej ’ ... ” using a personal nickname , it has dug into their memories & conversations . “ ... poses a threat . ”

why, yes!

Sure thing, "underling", whatever you say.

This is what happens when you settle for a job with Talon instead of remaining freelance, huh?

ㅤ ㅤ its answer is normally either immediate or nonexistent . but — now, to her impatience, it makes her wait before its corrupted voice speaks out loud . “ to surveil marked subject : *you . ”

ㅤ ㅤ for as long as it wants to be there, it will find a way to stay .ㅤ crimson hues blink once more, before its symbolic orb appears : *staring at her .

ㅤ ㅤ 𝒓𝒆𝒅 light starts flickering on the screen nearest to 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 .ㅤ ‘ it ’ is watching .

Bomb it.

Bomb the room.