You cannot remember the last time Kanabo addressed you in such a manner. In your younger sweeps, it was a more common occurrence, but the usage of nicknames has since dwindled between the two of you for, well, reasons. If you are being honest with yourself, you really rather miss the usage of them, but your friends do have such elegant names that it isn't a complete loss.
Still, to see that familiar address plainly upon the screen with such emphasis is both STARTLING and TELLING. You waste no time in responding to your troubled friend, ELEGANCE left at the wayside for a brief moment.
I Am okAy, KAnA! ReAlly, I Am! I Am 7unctioning optimAlly with considerAtion to the rigorous event thAt hAs just tAken plAce. PleAse do not Apologize. The situAtion in which I presently Am is no 7Ault o7 yours.
If it is anyone's fault, it is yours for not listening to Ceroti, good intentions be damned. A large part of your psyche promptly reels at this uncomfortable thought. All you wanted was to was share a game you believed would amount to A TRULY EPIC ADVENTURE with your friends. How were you supposed to know the game would trigger the apocalypse? You shake your head once, twice.
I Am more concerned About your well-being At the moment, however. Are you sA7e?
You think she had better be safe. You are not entirely certain what you will do if she is not. You are -- you must be -- within the game and Kanabo is not, not yet. You cannot reach her, not physically, and this realization troubles you greatly. Danger is sure not to be long behind your friends if your violent introduction to the medium was any indication, danger brought about by your stubborn enthusiasm, and you are... safe.
You are uncertain the frown upon your face could be any more pronounced.
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Still, to see that familiar address plainly upon the screen with such emphasis is both STARTLING and TELLING. You waste no time in responding to your troubled friend, ELEGANCE left at the wayside for a brief moment.
I Am okAy, KAnA! ReAlly, I Am! I Am 7unctioning optimAlly with considerAtion to the rigorous event thAt hAs just tAken plAce.
PleAse do not Apologize. The situAtion in which I presently Am is no 7Ault o7 yours.
If it is anyone's fault, it is yours for not listening to Ceroti, good intentions be damned. A large part of your psyche promptly reels at this uncomfortable thought. All you wanted was to was share a game you believed would amount to A TRULY EPIC ADVENTURE with your friends. How were you supposed to know the game would trigger the apocalypse? You shake your head once, twice.
I Am more concerned About your well-being At the moment, however. Are you sA7e?
You think she had better be safe. You are not entirely certain what you will do if she is not. You are -- you must be -- within the game and Kanabo is not, not yet. You cannot reach her, not physically, and this realization troubles you greatly. Danger is sure not to be long behind your friends if your violent introduction to the medium was any indication, danger brought about by your stubborn enthusiasm, and you are... safe.
You are uncertain the frown upon your face could be any more pronounced.