Perpetual Commotion | The Santini Family

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"This isn't- how many?"

"... Twenty-four."

"Not even a tenth of what we need." She sighed. "So this is how it ends. The Mal- the Outcasts want their life of senseless violence. They want their petty power struggles and pointless wars."

"How what ends?"

"Ayumu, there's nothing left for us here. Mia was right... there's nothing father can do. You can't help people that don't want to be helped." Tiana was shaking, though it was barely visible. "Everything I've done was to help him, to try to bring some stability to this godforsaken sh!thole. And it was for nothing. They WANT this!"

"Then where do you want to go?"

"I... I don't know. But... away. Not an Outcast base. I can't keep doing this, it's just so... pointless."