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In the Queendom of roses, two individuals are setting up for something.
“Do we even believe the propaganda this cater guy is spitting out” Deuce says
“I’m not sure. But if it is, we can show everyone that the people under the following of Lord Riddle are on top!” Ace says with a grin.
“Yeah. I guess you’re right.”
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Cater is in Trey's office after being summoned.
“Cater, you’re sure people are believing what you’re putting out?”
“Oh course Trey! Everyone is believing it! I might even hire some people to help me spread the word!”
Trey looks up from writing reports. “Alright. The more, the better. Dismissed.”
Cater leaves and Trey sighs. He looks over at a stack of papers. They were sent in from the Scalding sands.
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Deuce and Ace are on their way to the living quarters. Ace is walking with his hands in his pockets. Deuce's hands are at his sides, clenched into fists. Ace keeps glancing at his hands then quickly looking away.
“So” Ace starts. “What do you plan on doing after this whole ordeal is over?”
Deuce thinks. “No idea. Maybe I’ll finally get a girlfriend or something”
“Oh…right…”
Ace keeps his hands in his pockets, keeping his gaze on the floor. Then he walks faster.
“See you later” He says that and quickly walks to his room.
Deuce watches him run off. One hand unclenches and goes to grab him but he stops it.
“Idiot…” He says to himself quietly. Then he puts his hands in his pockets and walks off.
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“Hey Jack! We got another message!”