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Happy holidays, @tenbirdsdecree.bsky.social.

⁅ HSR OC; #HSRRP ⁆
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calligraphy. A certain command was written on it by him and the foxian attached it to the appeared Shadow. It whisked away the moment after.

“ I am Mingze, dear sir. Here's my business card. ”

He withdrew it from his inner pocket and offered to the Bloodhound.
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March 4, 2025 at 6:00 PM
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“ I vaguely remember the gesture.. It was something like that, miss Xueyi. ”

He spread his fingers in a way one would show a flying swan.

“ That's the inappropriate gesture. It's been a symbol of the group who's done the genocide of the boys' race. ”
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February 25, 2025 at 8:50 PM
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He fidgeted with his hair braid a bit, reminiscing about it all.

“ ...yeees. Yes. It wasn't a nice gesture actually. I didn't know. Of course, I'd apologize to them, but I never saw them again. Maybe it's for the best. ”
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January 24, 2025 at 7:04 PM
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It was... disappointing.

“ The smartphone is also stolen, for the record. ”

And what should he even do now...
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January 20, 2025 at 10:37 PM
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index finger.

“ Well. I should lock my card by calling my bank before they spend any of credits here. ”

And there, Mingze tried to fish out his smartphone out of his pocket... and found nothing.

“ Curses.. ” he uttered in amusement. “ I didn't even feel that it's no longer there. ” —
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January 20, 2025 at 10:37 PM
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looked like a hound. At least he could see something resembling to a hound's pin on his chest.

“ I've been... pickpocketed. Just now. ”

A weak polite smile of his was offered.
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January 19, 2025 at 10:12 PM
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return... yet again.

Luckily, I didn't lose my Shadow in the water. She would be lonely there, on the bottom...
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January 11, 2025 at 8:03 PM
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friends hurried up to him and started shouting at me.

Well... the next moment I was welcomed by the raging waves. All my papers got soaked — I could depend only on my physical strength in this moment.

And I thought... the death in the sea should be painful enough, shouldn't it? I should —
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January 11, 2025 at 8:03 PM
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I did not know.

I tried to gesture and explain as I could, using a sign language as well.

I do believe this language should be universal...

But perhaps, I showed something offensive to this lad...

His face distorted and I he started screaming at me.. I tried to calm him down, but his —
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January 11, 2025 at 8:03 PM
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something chill, for some refreshment.

That is why exactly I found myself by the cliff caressed by waves.

This breeze now is what humanity calls a bliss, I thought...

But regrettably, I wasn't the only one enjoying it.

One slender boy approached me, asking me something on the language —
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January 11, 2025 at 8:03 PM
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a sunstroke.

So I wore a simple black tank top and black pants, that's all I had on me for this tricky weather.

Some accessories added a touch of fashion to this look, though.

But maybe you also know that black attracts the sun more, so I wasn't saved from it's burn.

I craved for —
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January 11, 2025 at 8:03 PM
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[ He'd sigh, uncurling the tail. ]

That day I left my coat at the residence. The day promised to be unexpectedly sultry and I hadn't have the proper clothes for it. You probably already noticed how I avoid exposing too much skin on public, but this time this decision would lead me to —
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January 11, 2025 at 8:03 PM
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[ Mingze curled his tail around his torso, as if shielding the /vulnerable/ place from the view. ]

Not exactly, miss Xueyi.

Although if you fall into the water from a great height, it will also be harder than a stone.
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January 11, 2025 at 6:49 PM
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[ That was a peculiar way to announce that he's wounded. Mingze hummed, thinking of which part of the story should be told. ]

I landed badly.

[ He sounded tiredly, adjusting his glasses with his index finger. ]

That's a bit awkward to tell.
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January 11, 2025 at 6:30 PM
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but finally taking a look at his surrounding.

It was a shame he couldn't see much, though, but it was obvious there was a man... to who's meeting he 'intruded'.

“ My... my apologies... — ”

He propped himself on his elbows.

“ If you excuse me asking.. Is it... still Golden Hour? ”
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January 11, 2025 at 10:23 AM

The manual spoken matter-of-factly, as if it was common for the people to fall from the sky and others to witness it — truly, Penacony was wondrous.

What was also surprising is that Mingze seemed to be still intact, no blood of his splitted on the table.

The man turned on his back, groaning, —
January 11, 2025 at 10:22 AM
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the table, making the cups and other dishes to scatter all across the place from the impact.

Mingze didn't find strength to get up, only to groan —
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January 10, 2025 at 6:59 PM