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[center][color=yellow]"Low blow."[/color][/center]
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How did she know that? The light girl hadn't opened up to anyone about the real reason she'd left home, the impetus behind Haruna's decision to uproot her life and move to a strange town and help a group of people she didn't know and (as she'd thought at the time) had a fifty-fifty shot of trying to kill her on sight. 

[color=yellow]". . . I see I'm not the only one peeking inside people's heads,"[/color] Hizuki said quietly. [color=yellow]"And you know what? I don't care."[/color] She glared up into the writhing mass through her visor, ignoring the pain in her body and in her heart. [color=yellow]"I don't care if I'm alone. I don't care if nobody loves me,"[/color] she said, more loudly. [color=yellow]"I just know what makes me happy, and that's bringing happiness to other people. They don't have to thank me, they don't have to reward me, they don't have to accept or even like me. As long as I'm a positive influence on their lives, that's all I need."[/color]

With a deep breath, she did her best to focus. Push away all the emotional turmoil, disregard the burning feelings of overusing her magic, lock up the sense of shock and betrayal that this was happening. Hizuki the Daybreak didn't matter right now. Maeda Haruna didn't matter right now. She could have her time when there wasn't a crisis, when people's lives weren't in danger. She focused all of her attention on two things: keeping her armor together enough to continue resisting the descent of the sullen planetoid threatening to crush the school, and searching for the tiny thread in the mass of despair that belonged to the true Black Gate. 

[i][color=yellow]What do you actually want? Please.[/color][/i]