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- Cucali took Paloma to Prospit, flied all the way there. She ignored the stares of the Prospitans as she led her down, into the centre of the planet.
- "Okay, here's how this is gonna work. You lie down on that slab and I'll take care of the rest."
- "Cucali..." Paloma hesitated. "Can you... can you really kill me?"
- "As if you could do it?"
- "... I could. And, I don't want to make you do something like this."
- "Bit too late to back out now, isn't it?!"
- Paloma bit her lip and sat down on the blue slab. "I... I know."
- "Ugh, don't get all nervous on me! This shit works fiiine!"
- "I'm not nervous about that... I trust you, Cucali. I just..."
- "Bluh bluh, feeeeelings, yeah I get it! Just lie down already!"
- Paloma reached out and took Cucali's hand. She stiffened, but didn't pull away. "I'll be okay."
- "God, you're so stupid! That's the whole point of this, to MAKE you okay!" Regardless, Cucali seemed to relax a little.
- Paloma released Cucali's hand. She laid down on the slab and closed her eyes. "Whenever you're ready, Cucali."
- Cucali took a deep breath, pulled out a knife, and plunged it straight into Paloma's vascular organ. Lime blood pooled on Sound's slab as the Maid breathed her last mortal breath.
- AND THEN IT DIDN'T WORK AND PALOMA WAS DEAD FOREVER.
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