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Despair Starts to charge towards the doctor, intending to strike with his Cie'th arm. "LOOK AT ME! LOOK at what your ABANDONMENT DID! I'm Full of PSICom Bullet holes. This is all YOUR FAULT!" He continues to try and attack the doctor, while Alexander attempts to Punch Mulan in the face, though his giant stone stature would make him tremenously slow. "DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH DESPAIR YOU CAUSE, DOCTOR?!" He looks at him angrily, the blood spots surrounding the bullet holes looking almost like polkadots, as they have dried, though fresh blood seems to be pouring into the caked blood. A sign that Hope is alive and well under the Prophets Manipulation? No, likely not, as the blood is only slowly moving, its not spreading quickly as it would if there were a beating heart behind it, and his skin remains ghost-pale. Despair seems to be using Hope's corpse for his own ends, not caring what enyone else thinks.
@Mari @Mighty Roman
@Mari @Mighty Roman