[anon text] IS ♞ EVEN ON THE NETWORK'S CHARACTER MAP X: jsut tell me

[beknightedheroine]

_{[This question's time stamp marks it as being made some time in the middle of the night, and there's quite a few typos left uncorrected - it seems like the owner cared more about posting it than making it pretty, probably because of the cold making their hands clumsy. It's been posted anonymously, but not under the ubiquitous 'times new roman' font that pops up often.]}


questeions like these get a lot responses . it alwayss surprissed me but id like to take advantgage of that now

what do yuou thinnk makes a hero?

dsicus amongst youselffves or rmable or wtefver

jsut tell me

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[nodeviations]

[At first it looks like he's not going to look, but when Sayaka stuffs her hands away, he finally relents and walks over to take a peek.

...

Normally he'd be better at keeping up a pokerface, but...this is sort of a weird question to him. Or, at least, it didn't sit well with him.]

...come on. If you're that cold, you should keep moving.

[Instead, he closed the window carefully, making sure it was all sent and everything, then turned away to try and usher Sayaka to start the long trek back up.]

[beknightedheroine]

..'K.

_{[Her reply is clipped, but she was easy to convince. Might as well give people time to respond, since it is... ridiculous o'clock. But she's still going to suck at spelling from the cold in replies because I don't want to cause a time paradox. It's just as goddang cold in the day, after all!]}

[nodeviations]

[hey man make homura or a strider handle that shit

Jay didn't let her walk too fast or too slow, and tried to keep an even pace with her...but otherwise was silent for quite a bit of the walk. Eventually, though, he did stop and turn to look at her again.]

What possesses one to worry about that sort of thing? I'm curious, I'll admit.

[beknightedheroine]

_{[Sayaka slowly smiles, even as her breath is misting up into little frosty puffs.]}

Possessed? That's a pretty good word.

When I got here, stuff like that was all I ever thought about. I guess I get nostalgic.

[nodeviations]

So, you're not expecting a real answer.

[Jay suddenly shifted his jacket around, unhitching it from the inside and slipping it off. Luckily, his eres stones were rigged up to his undershirt, though the damn thing did jostle. Probably all the knives.]

Here. I don't really need it. ...I'm used to the cold.