003 Video; UN: Cuddlebunny

[lightthedarkness]

[Good late morning, Trench. Have a REALLY excited Usagi (what else is new) who is finishing up wrapping something with a giant pink bow. She waves to the camera.]

HEY EVERYONE!

[She grins wide and big, fang-free for those who might be aware of what she's been going through the past few months.]

Do you know what today is?... Don't say Sunday.

NO! TODAY IS MAKOTO KINO'S BIRTHDAY!

YES! That's right! The amazingly beautiful, strong, talented, protective, best cook in all of Trench and I WILL fight you on that if you try to argue with me otherwise Makoto Kino has her birthday today!

So don't hesitate to wish her a happy birthday!

And for those of you who DO want to get her a gift... not that she expects one because she's Makoto and she's super humble like that, but if you want to get her something! Then she likes any and all cooking supplies, anything with pink roses on them, or hey pink roses themselves, or potted plants, and tigers!

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It's more protective than it seems.

[At least it used to be. Those who were close to him ended up dead, and he'd prefer to keep that from happening here. Old habits died hard.]

I'll give you that point, but nothing will be changed talking about it. I was asked to leave, so I left. I'm used to finding my own way. If anything, it's a good reminder to not get too close.

Noted.

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[lightthedarkness]

[She wonders how much it's actually protecting him.]

Just an honest warning: It might be more protective to at least share with someone of your own choice... rather than have Trench decide for you that it's time to share.

We've only been here a few months and plenty of people have had their secrets forced out of them.

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I understand the risks of keeping to myself, especially where a meddling place like this is involved. Russian roulette is a viable high-risks game for a reason.

Deerington was much the same. Trench has shown little difference. If I didn't humiliate myself enough in that place, I expect I can weather the storm here.

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[lightthedarkness]

[She sighs as she reads his stubbornness, but there's literally nothing she can do. And to some degree, she doesn't want to. You can't force people to open up to you. She's offered him a listening ear, that's all she can do.]

Good luck then, Reaper.