⸸|ＨＵＭＡＮ ＭＡＳＫ |BSD OC [Rewriting]

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The most effecive way to destroy people is to  deny and obliterate thier own understanding of thier history.

George Orwell
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♥︎Trrst-Ic3peak

Viera applied another layer of bleach to her cold lavender hair. Unfortunately, it was difficult to see what hair needed to be painted with the mask on, as if the single action itself wasn't difficult enough. She was usually helped by Gogol.
Today, however, she came up with a new idea, which was pretty bright hair in a purple lavender shade. She was terribly bored, that was enough.
She knocked something from the sink with an elbow, cursing under her breath. Awai just lay down.
Dazai, who had just returned from the agency, looked into the bathroom. His eyes widened and he started laughing loudly. The only thing missing was this.

Viera stared, caught red-handed.

'Let me help you before you end without hair,' he laughed.
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The girl crossed the pedestrian crossing, putting her hands in pockets. Tilted  head down, staring at pavement.
The sun descending to horizon painted city streets. The glass buildings in center reflected pink rays. Cars roared their engines as they drove by in the distance, and people turned their eyes to the mysterious mask.

Viera went for a short walk, with the agency's permission.
Over time, she was given more and more freedom, or so it seemed. She could not come to meetings or missions, just slept half the day and spent the other half playing Nintendo or walking around the city with no particular purpose.
However, Viera began to have suspicions about it.

She was just returning from an examination by Doctor Yosano. The results were normal and health improved significantly. She could start training at any time with a fit body. At first refused to be examined, not wanting anyone to see half-naked body, but eventually under threat from Kunikida 'take away Nintendo' agreed, to not lose her source of entertainment. [If she takes care of health, she will get more games to play]. Yosano examines body quite quickly, stopping for a second only to scars, where made worried face. Vier didn't speak.

She snapped fingers, returning to the main thread with thoughts of strange freedom. They seemed to want keep her away from the agency's office for a while. She began to worry that maybe they had found out something that would worry them, like a lie. Dismissed that possibility quickly, noting that they had only changed approaches with her; not to her.
She grabbed newly acquired phone and checked the time. Moments earlier, had broken through all security, discovering the locator. When she was about to deactivate it, she came to her senses. The agency was no longer enemy.
Even though a month had passed since the cannibalism, she forgot about it.
Still felt strange, thinking about agency. Not necessarily comfortable.
They could still leave if they found out she lied so many times. But lies are the least of your worries.
Fyodor is in prison.

He is alive.

She wondered if it was good or bad.

Probably good. Or...
She doesn't know anymore.
Quickened pace, standing in front of the old warehouse building.
Her warehouse.
Girl stood in the old part of the harbor, head up. The building was three stories high, with containers at the back.
She entered through a hole in wall, entering an open two floors room with exits on sides. She walked up the staircase, going up to first floor, looking from the railing. She paused, watching room slowly turning green, during absences. 
Without a word, entered room covered with a layer of dust.