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at least this one makes sense

your features are similar

the resemblance is clear

though you are still more beautiful than she

not that you deserve it in any way


>Thread archive:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=false+dendrite+quest

>Branches known thus far:
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>Twitter:
https://twitter.com/QM_Archelon

>Ask thing:
http://maouzenigame.tumblr.com/

>Game production blog:
https://studioarchelon.wordpress.com/
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"So Irene 'doesn't discriminate," my mother says while pointing to our green-haired houseguest, "and Cecile's one hundred percent lesbian..."
"C'mon," I grumble.
"What," she shrugs, "I'm not trying to sort things out. One of my daughters is gay and in a relationship with a nice girl, while the other is straight and-" she turns to Allison. "are you still a serial dater?" she asks.
"Huh?" Allison stares at her.
"You heard me," she replies, spinning a knife in her hand like it's the most natural thing in the world. "I stopped asking about that stuff over the phone since it was getting kind of depressing after the eighth straight breakup... but I -am- still your mother, you know."
"Moooooooooooom..."

Allison walks away from the stove and towards the doorway.

"Can't this wait until some other time?" she groans. "And Irene's in here too..."

What, so I don't matter?

"Er," Irene shrinks back, "I can leave if you want me to-"
"No, you're fine right where you are," Mom replies, shaking her head.


>c'mon, leave allison alone
>I have no desire to draw my mother's nagging upon myself
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>>43027089
>c'mon, leave allison alone
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>>43027089
>c'mon, leave allison alone
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>>43027089
>I have no desire to draw my mother's nagging upon myself

To be honest, I see nothing wrong with CC's mom dragging out the news about Kevin. I'm more surprised Allison didn't already tell her.

And just to confirm it Arch - Kevin isn't attending this Easter Party? Seems kinda strange given his charge, his boss's other daughter, and his Girlfriend are here.
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>>43027089
>c'mon, leave allison alone

Oh, time for the right music. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VEJ8lpCQbyw
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>>43027089
>c'mon, leave allison alone
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>>43027065
Awww, Overchan, why you gotta be so tsun?
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>>43027516
That's not so much tsun as it's I want to kill your mind and take over your body, also your mom is kinda hot.
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>>43027089
>>c'mon, leave allison alone
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>>43027089
>>I have no desire to draw my mother's nagging upon myself
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Writer's block is a bitch.


>writing
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>>43027566
That's fucking creepy.
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"C'mon, Mom..." I sigh, "...leave Allison alone."
"Hm?" She turns to me and I find that horrifying grin directed at me. "how kind of you, standing up for your big sister like this!" she laughs.

What have I done.

"That must mean that you don't mind being the subject of my attention, RIGHT?" she asks, grinning from ear to ear.

After placing the knife she was using to cut vegetables with back down on the counter, my mother creeps on over to the kitchen entrance where I'm standing. I know I could very easily run out of the room and avoid this situation entirely, but my legs won't move. And so, I'm glued to the floor as my mother gets closer and closer.

"So Cecile," she practically sings my name, "just how serious are-"
"???"

She stops talking and stares right at my face.

"Uh, is something wrong?" I ask while grimacing so hard that my cheeks are actually getting sore.
"What's with your eyes?" she asks. "Me and Allison and you used to have the exact same shade, but now yours are... golden?"


>how do I respond?
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>>43028248
Ugh...
Contacts...

Yeah. I got this guys.
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>>43028283
We're wearing contacts with our glasses. Right. Totally Logical.

Any chance we could magicey em back to normal and play it off?
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>>43028248
Wait, can we change our eye color by manipulating the light around them, if only for a short while? If so, blink once and play it off as her seeing things.
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>>43028248
I don't know what the fuck your talking about. You need to lay off the pills.
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>>43028248
This: >>43028328
"Just a trick of the light!"
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>>43028322
You do know that cosmetic contact lenses exist right?
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>>43028248
It's just stress mom...

I am so tempted to say 'There is no Cecile, ONLY ZUUL!'
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>>43028248
Use our power to change our eye color, ask her if she's okay.
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>writing
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>>43028450
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>>43028642
I am stealing that foghorn leghorn. In return I leave this.
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"Uh... what?"

Crap crap CRAP I completely freaking forgot that my eyes changed color thanks to my stupid Branch!

"Er, my eyes?" I say, grimacing to my absolute limit. My face feels like my legs do after a jogging session with Theresa. "You sure?"

After taking a few steps away from my mother because SHE IS WAY TOO CLOSE, I rack my brains for what to do... and then it comes to me! The simplest answer to my problem!

"You sure it wasn't just a trick of the light or something?" I ask while taking off my glasses and holding them a few inches away from my face. Using the Branch-enhanced reflection in the lenses as a guide to see what I'm doing, I abuse my amazing mastery of light to change the color of my irises back to what they used to be.


>[1/?]
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>>43028760
Oh, I don't have that one yet. Thank you for trading images with me.
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>>43028642
I didn't miss it, it was just stupid.
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>>43028802
>tumblr
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>>43028802
>[2/2]

I then put my glasses back on and face my mother again.

"...wha?" she leans in close again and stares at me for a good while. "And now they're brown again?"
"Maybe you were just seeing things?" I ask.
"I guess so," she mumbles.

I drop the illusion the second that she stops paying such close attention my eyes since for whatever reason it's a LOT of effort to maintain even though it's so tiny. And once I do that, that damned smile returns to my mother's face.

"Back to what I was about to ask you before," she grins, "how serious are you and Charlotte?"
"Wha?" I stagger back.
"You're not getting out of this," she says as her hand darts out like a striking snake and grabs my wrist.

Oh maaaaaaaan...

In hopes for a save maybe, I look over at Allison... but she's just holding her hands up in an "I'm sorry" gesture. And Irene looks like she's actually ENJOYING this so it's clear that I'm not going to be getting any help from her either.


>how do I respond?
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>>43029032
Fairly serious? Don't start dreaming of wedding bells yet, but it's possible.
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>>43029032
Quick! Hold Charlotte's hand and blush! That will send the right message!
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>>43029032
Start describing everything we've done with Charlotte in extreme detail.
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>>43029032
Pretty serious.
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>writing
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"P- pretty serious?" I say. "I mean, we've been through a lot and I do love her but it's not like I'm about to try and elope or anything..."

Dammit my face has got to be bright red right now.

"So you -love- her, huh..." my mother nods to herself. "Well Charlotte seems like a sweet girl so I guess I'm fine with it. And since you're both girls, I don't have to worry about any potential baby scares," she says, glaring at Allison.
"H- hey, leave me out of this!" Allison shouts. "And I've NEVER had any-"

My mother proceeds to go on and on and on about how happy she is that I've finally found myself someone nice and that she's totally supportive but doesn't want me to rush things and a ton of other super mushy embarrassing stuff. It's bad enough that Allison's here for it too, but IRene's also in the room listening to everything with an absolutely SERENE smile in her face the whole time and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh.

This is exactly what I was afraid of happening.


>go see what the charlotte's doing
>stick around in hopes that irene gets it next
>[OTHER]
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>>43029653
>go see what the charlotte's doing
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>>43029653
>stick around in hopes that irene gets it next
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>>43029653
>stick around in hopes that irene gets it next
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>>43029653
>>stick around in hopes that irene gets it next
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>writing
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>>43029917
How the fuck am I supposed to read this?
Help
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>>43029968
I figured it out.
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After my mother's finally done lecturing me on the reasons why I shouldn't fall into depravity just because lesbian sex doesn't result in babies, I stuff all that shame into a little ball and shove it into the back of my mind. This is the best I can do for my sanity.

So once I've managed to recover some semblance of mobility, I make my way to the fridge and bring out as many cans of biscuits as I can carry.

"Mind handing me the pan over there so I can put these on it?" I ask the still-smiling Irene.
"Oh-" my words seem to have snapped her back to reality. "Here you are, Cecile!"


>[1/?]
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>>43030071
But depravity is where all the real fun is!
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"You seem in an awfully good mood," I say as I take the pan from her.
"I do?" Irene raises an eyebrow in a perfect display (or imitation) of innocence.
"You really do," Allison chimes in from over by the stove. "I've never heard of someone actually SMILING when forced to listen to their friend getting lectured about THAT stuff."

Irene's reaction to this is, naturally, to smile again.

"Watching you three just got be feeling kind of nostalgic, that's all," Irene says. "Our parents used to warn us to watch out for boys and not to act too flirty and all that same kind of stuff..." she lets out a long sigh.


>[2/?]
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>[3/3]


"I don't get to do a lot of family stuff nowadays so watching you really brought me back," Irene says.
"...oh," Allison nods. "Because your work keeps you busy?"
"It's less that and more that, umm..." she winces. "My sister and I don't exactly get along all that well so a happy family get-together is kind of out of the question."
"I'm really sorry to hear that," my mother says.
"It's fine," Irene shakes her head. "What's done is done and it's not like I have anyone to blame but myself."


>pry
>don't pry
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>>43030259
>pry
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>>43030259
>don't pry
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>>43030259
>don't pry
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>>43030259
>>don't pry
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>>43030259
Hug Irene
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>writing
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Though I'm definitely curious about IRewne's home situation, I opt not to pry in her personal business in the name of politeness. Instead, I refocus my attention on getting these biscuits all lined up on this pan so they can be done in time for all of the other food to be. We've got six people... and I just KNOW that Charlotte's going to pig out like she did yesterday... and Irene's Branch means that she's likely to do the same too. So twenty-four ought to cut it. I hope. Maybe.

But I don't think that anyone'll be complaining if there are leftovers.

With my contribution to our meal taken care of, I say goodbye to the kitchen crew for now and head out to do Other Things.


>tv time with charlotte and gabrielle and daddy
>head to my room for a bit
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>>43030596
>>tv time with charlotte and gabrielle and daddy
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>>43030596
>tv time with charlotte and gabrielle and daddy
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>>43030596
>IRewne
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>>43030596
>>tv time with charlotte and gabrielle and daddy
please tell me that cecile's dad is playing video games with gabby and beating her, at least someone in this family needs to not be pure casual
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>>43030646
hgrghgjeghengsa


>writing
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"Did you check the walls?" Daddy asks.
"Yeah, I already tried to blow that one up and it didn't work," Gabrielle replies.
"Not that one, the one on the other side."
"Wha?" she pauses for a few seconds. "Oh hey!"
"What'd I say?" he laughs.
"Aaaaagh there's a monster inside!" she cries out. "What the heck!?"
"Quick, you need to block the charg-"
"NO!" both of them shout at the same time.

I enter the room and find Gabrielle slumped over on the couch. Her arms are lying limp at either side, and her portable game console's dangling off her wrist like it's a piece of poorly-fitting jewelry. My father's sitting next to her, and it looks like Charlotte's sitting on the couch on the other side of the room.

"Sorry..." he says with an apologetic smile. "I didn't know that thing'd be in there too."
"Stupid monsters," Gabrielle mutters under her breath.


>join the gabrielle
>join the charlotte
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>>43030767
>>join the charlotte
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>>43030767
>join the charlotte
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>>43030767
>>join the charlotte
A casual has arrived!
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>>43030767
>>join the gabrielle
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Since the other two seem to be busy, I take a seat next to Charlotte.

"Welcome back," Charlotte says to me.
"Thanks," I reply. "Umm, what's going on with those two?" I ask, pointing at my father and Gabrielle, who seem to be in the midst of mourning.
"Gabrielle got bored sitting here so she brought out her game and started playing it," Charlotte says with an annoyed sigh, "and I guess your father's interested in that sort of thing too so he started watching and then it pretty much turned into that," she shrugs.
"Heh," I smirk. "And what about you?" I ask. "You've just been watching them play a game that you can't even see the screen of?"
"Psh, no," she scoffs. "I was watching TV while waiting for you to come out of the kitchen," she says.

Yeah, that's not particularly surprising.

"I will say that I'm surprised that Gabrielle took to your father so quickly," Charlotte smiles. "You know how she usually is with strangers."


>something something future in-laws something
>I guess having a shared interest helped a lot
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>>I guess having a shared interest helped a lot

>mfw dad has a vintage console collection
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>>43030913
>>something something future in-laws something
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>>43030913
>>I guess having a shared interest helped a lot
followed by
>>something something future in-laws something
For optimum spaghetti potential.
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"I guess having a common interest helped a lot?" I say, shrugging.
"Yeah," Charlotte nods, "it's nice to see her actually bothering to interact with someone new," she says, a faint smile on her lips.
"I bet you're just happy that she's getting along with her future in-laws," I laugh.
"Wha!?"

With her eyes and mouth open as wide as they can possibly go, Charlotte stares at me in complete shock.

"C- C- Cecile," she stammers, "you can't possibly-"
"Just some wishful thinking on my part," I say, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and pulling her towards me. "We've already met each other's sisters and now you've met my parents..."
"Oh my God I can't believe you're actually talking about this for real."

I love it when she gets all flustered like this.


>[1/?]
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>>43031248
"Hey Cecile!" my father calls out from the other couch while continuing to watch Gabrielle play her game.
"Huh?"
"Quit flirting with your girlfriend while your old man's in the same room, it's just creepy."
"Yeah," Gabrielle joins in.
"........."

A sudden wave of shame hits me and I retract my arm from around Charlotte's shoulders and rest it on my lap instead. That was the kind of thing that Allison would always do...

...it's like I'm becoming more and more like her all the time.


>[2/?]
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>>43031316
Then drag her up to our room!
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>>43031338
> use catnip
> it was super effective
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>>43031316


And now that I think about it, I can't exactly fool around at home any more with my parents around. And I was looking forward to enjoying the extra enthusiasm that comes when Charlotte's around catnip, too... how long has it been since the last time, almost a month?

"What's wrong?" Charlotte asks, noticing my sighs of regret.
"N- nothing!" I blurt out. "Just daydreaming, that's all!"
"Alright, if you say so."

While trying to think of some way to take my mind off things that doesn't involve me acting all lovey-dovey with Charlotte, the sound of the TV catches my attention. Yeah, that's like the perfect distraction!


>[3/4]
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>>43031347
The point is to completely forget about it and get jumped while the others are downstairs.
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>>43031388
>[4/4]

And so, I fish out the remote from in between the couch cushions and start flipping through channels.

"Ooh, it's Die Hard!" I say when I spot a barefoot Bruce Willis, but then I end up changing the channel when I see that it's the very end of the movie where the one Nordic guy comes back all zombie-like and gets shot by the father from Family Matters.

Filled with disappointment, I flip through channel to channel, annoyed that nothing seems to be on aside from crappy Easter specials and football games. Meh, I guess we're stuck watching the news.

"Though this is the latest in a string of arson-related incidents," a reporter says as she stands in front of the charred remains of a large house, "this is the first in which a possible suspect has been spotted. Police are on the lookout for a man who was said to be dressed in formalwear and wearing a white mask..."

Wait, what?
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>>43031541
That's what you get for bringing so much attention to yourself, Theresa
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That's all for tonight's thread. Sorry for the late start, but I was hit pretty hard by writer's block and ended up with like five or six false starts before finally figuring out to proceed with this one.


The next thread will be on Tuesday night.


and now questions if anyone's still around.
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>>43031541
>a man who was said to be dressed in formalwear and wearing a white mask...
That one bad guy from Big O, I should have known!
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>>43031563
I want your opinion on all the Die Hard films individually.
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The law of conservation of detail says the arsons are branch related.

http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheLawOfConservationOfDetail
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>>43031592
Thanks Nostradamus, without your keen insight we wouldn't have figured that out.
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>>43031592
Slowpoke
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>>43031563
Is Irene aware of Theresa's special activities?
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>>43031563
Who is best idol and why is it Naka?
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>>43031567
>That one bad guy from Big O, I should have known!
Alan Gabriel is a creepy motherfucker.


>>43031575
>I want your opinion on all the Die Hard films individually.
The first was a masterpiece of American cinema.
The second was pretty damned good but to as much as the first.
The third was great, but more in a "this is ridiculous and amazing" way than the original's just being great period.

All the others are schwarbage and I want nothing to do with them.


>>43031632
>Is Irene aware of Theresa's special activities?
She is not.


And now it is time for me to sleep. Thanks for playing!

For further questioning:
http://maouzenigame.tumblr.com/

Game production blog:
https://studioarchelon.wordpress.com/
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>>43031713
You are well versed in the ways of Die Hard
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>>43031713
>>Is Irene aware of Theresa's special activities?
>She is not.
She knows Theresa's Branch, though? Doesn't she know them on sight?
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>Theresa
>on sight
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>>43031897
I don't think Arch ever revealed anything about Irene's branch personality.
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>>43031541
I can see the forthcoming text already:
OMG newz sed thy saw prson in wht msk at fire, plz dnt be u k?!!!??
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>>43033688
No, I'm pretty sure it wasn't in the UK.



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