Scaramouche pov
I miss looking at their perfect face.
Their perfect face.
Maybe they will leave this world, but I won't let them.
I wouldn't mind getting tortured for them.
I wouldn't mind it.
I would do anything to make them mine, exept if they leave me.
I won't let them leave, ever.
Now I've tricked the harbingers, I won't leave the Fatui, I wouldn't care but it's good. I can cover more areas with fatui so I can get [name].
I waked to my office, closing the door as I took off my hat, letting out a groan.
Its been so long since Ive seen their face.
You looked at me with such admiration before, when I was pure innocent and unknowing.
So why do you look at me with disgust and fear? Why? Are you that scared of me? I'm still me.
Im still me.
I'm still me, right?
I don't know..
I don't know at all..
im me, right?
I don't understand.
They made me like this, why can't they understand!
I love them I love them, but they leave me! Why??? I just want to love them and they won't let me!
..I'll get them at all costs.
Even if it means wasting all the mora ever.
I took out a pouch of mora.
"SOLDIERS!" I shouted, as they came out.
I put a piece of paper in their hands, " Stick this all around every city, or the ones you can put it in."
This will get them no matter what.
No.? I meant.
I will get them no matter what.
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Oh god y'all your going to be on a poster now for mora i rlly wanted to write this in this story and I decided to add it now let's gooo
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