[ By some grace, likely a small reminder left within the Bond of the words she had only just spoken moments ago, Chariot remembered what she'd planned. Fang felt so close, the energy within the Bond frantic and desperate, and it took well more willpower than Chariot even knew she could muster to force herself to pull away, lips wet with Fang's essence.
But she had to. Because that was the point, wasn't it? This was Chariot as Fang so rarely got to see her, least of all in a moment like this. This was the Chariot, a side of herself that was so well hidden away, that she wanted to 'shine' for Fang. ]
Well... Are you ready for the next act? Are you ready for us to go into the grand finale?
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But she had to. Because that was the point, wasn't it? This was Chariot as Fang so rarely got to see her, least of all in a moment like this. This was the Chariot, a side of herself that was so well hidden away, that she wanted to 'shine' for Fang. ]
Well... Are you ready for the next act? Are you ready for us to go into the grand finale?
[ And into the encores beyond? ]