"H... hello? Um, this is me-- ah, Noire! I'm Noire, and I'm very sorry for missing you somehow... I promise I'm not avoiding you, unless you're scary or you're Mo-- trying to curse me. U-um, so when I can figure out how to-- ( beeps ensue, followed by a shriek of fright ) O-oh, no! What did I push, how do I-- make it-- oh gods, did I break it?! W-why can't we just talk in person?!"
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Hold on, she's still making choking noises. ]
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Plus I'd definitely want Mother there, and you'd want yours, of course. And we'd hardly be able to do normal husband-wife things like live together and have children and all that.
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[ MORGAN... ]
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[ except wasn't he dreaming of all the ways it isn't logical ]
We'll go home together every day, and I'll have started calling you my ladybug, though you'll probably still call me Morgan... and I'll be bigger and more like my father, and you'll still be lovely and cute, but even moreso! I can't wait!
[ FUTURE, COME TO HIM ]
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Ladybug?? ]
Ladybug...
[ Noire, don't focus on that. ]
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[ please punch him ]
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Please don't compare me to a bug.
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You wouldn't find "bumblebee" any more agreeable, would you?
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[ This is her pet name now, HE'S DETERMINED. ]
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[ What?? ]
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T-thank you...
[ He's flustering her even more today WHY ]
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[ And because she's so cute when she's flustered, he won't hold back on his usually barely restrained impulse -- he pulls her in with their joined hands and smothers her in a bear hug. ]
Liiiike so!
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M-Morgan, not so tight--!
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[ He ambushes her with a kiss above the ear before mercifully letting go. ]
I dunno about you, but I'm feeling pretty fine. What say we jog the rest of the way? It'll get the blood pumping in time for combat!
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[ OKAY, ANEMIC ONE. Well, she'll do her utmost to keep up. ]
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[ Go Noire, go!! He's already starting them off at a surprisingly light pace. It probably helps that he's encumbered with Too Many Weapons in general, let alone for any kind of brisk running speed. But he can keep up a constant jog all the way until the tunnels, provided Noire can match him. ]
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Good warm-up! Ready to plunge in?!
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[ Morgan, how do you live. ]
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Another minute? Well, all right.
[ He leans on his baseball bat cheerfully and joins her in regaining his breath. But only sort of, because he won't stop talking. ]
Remember when we used to exercise with Frederick? Those were the days.
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[ that crazy man. ]
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