my heart is as cold as the clouds of your breath

[Maserati de le Poer]

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-- ----------faster, faster.. the lights are turnin' red Ah; so this was her! Excellent. Her elusive sibling was perhaps the one Maserati was most interested in finding for a multitude of reasons. First and foremost, she loved her brother dearly and could only imagine she could come to care for her sister as much, as well. They were both about the same age, too--up until this point in her life, her brother was the only one she saw regularly who was not several years older than herself. Second, it would be nice to have a female companion. Her brother all but holed himself up on the topic of Anselm, and secretly Maz was desperate to actually talk with someone to sort her feelings out--Ryan seemed like the best candidate of all, as she wasn't sure a random stranger would really understand or connect with the situation. The same one as yehself! We're half sisters, she answered promptly with an excited grin. The smile faded and her tone became more serious as she spoke next, but her eyes remained soft. Anselm wanted me to find yeh. She wasn't entirely sure how Ryan would respond to this information--would she be happy, upset, or mad that he'd gone away and didn't have the balls to face her himself? Maserati wasn't sure, but she resolved no matter what she was going to see this through to the end; even if their father was absent, they could always be there for each other.

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