⊱☾M E L A T I─C E L I N E─D E L T A☽⊰
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☾ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: dining room ║ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: normal☽
☾ᴀɢᴇ: 34 ║ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ: nervous☽
☾ᴛᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Fritz, Snapdragon, Xack☽
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Melati bit her lip as she was taking in all that infomation. Her brows furrowed as she decided on a question to ask, shivers crawling down her spine. Not cold shivers.
"W-who is Genesis Gen X?" The cyborg asked, unknowingly messing with her hair. Who were these people? What did they do? Were they messing with them for no reason?
She might not be able to blame them. Ever since Melati first saw Sylvanus, she just developed a cold hatred towards him. It didn't seem like there was a reason, just that she hated him. It puzzled her ever so slightly, but of course she didn't question anyone about it. She hates talking about personal feelings.
{hailey and I developed Sylvanus together :>}