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“You are not fooling us.” Mira states, coldly. “Where’s Rumi, demon?” Zoey hisses maliciously. “What!? Zoey, Mira, it’s me!” She takes a step back, hands raised. Her girls are behaving as if they saw her patterns, but… she made sure they were not visible? “Zoey, look, we call Celine, she can confirm-” “No need! Come on. We believe you.” Zoey cheerfully says, still smiling. “Rumi, everything’s OK. We were just thrown off by your ruined costume.” “However…”, Zoey uses her left index finger to point down, “…your patterns are visible on your tummy.” Horrified, Rumi looks down on her midriff, and lo and behold, three centimeters of jagged purple lines are visible on her skin! “Bingo! How fun!” Zoey exclaims, her distraction working. Rumi feels a hit on her left shoulder, something like a solid punch, not painful but it throws her off to the side making her stumble. She watches in fascinated disbelief the rear portion of a Shin-kal buried in her shoulder, with its gold filigree tassel gently swaying, blood darkening the fabric around the hilt. - - Please comment, comment, comment! And let me know what you liked and how I can improve writing!

Fics like Joycopath

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