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[Once again, her scrubs are torn, but this time they're more like shredded. She's bone-pale and covered in blood. Most of it, however, is ink black and flecked with little, star-like speckles. She's breathing heavily, a chunk of sharp-edged glass in her hand; drops of mixed red and shimmering black drip from the end and plip rhythmically against the dismembered hand by her feet.]

...I told you, bastards, leave him alone.

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[lamb_of_gold]

Because people are unwilling to accept change.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

But you aren't?

[lamb_of_gold]

My position demands I adapt to things quickly.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[lamb_of_gold]

The change may not be a bad thing, in the end.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Really?

[lamb_of_gold]

Evolution is nothing but a series of changes, after all.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

Evolution? Is that what this is?

[lamb_of_gold]

It very well could be.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Somehow doesn't make her feel better] Then why is it only me?

[lamb_of_gold]

Evolution is not fast, Misaki. It always starts with just one.