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“Damn… these guys don’t give up?” *America murmured softly finally, his eyes sliding to the lower part of the city and observing the streets bustling with special government agents. She was crouched on top of one of the city's buildings, her hands clasped together and holding the edge of the building in the space between her legs and feet, it was the typical position that Toxin was in whenever he had to take control of America's body to protect her.*
**”I think they will only stop when you die”** *The Toxin argued, his voice resonating in the girl's mind and making her frown.*
”... You're a sweetheart, Toxin” *America replied ironically, moving a little away from the edge. They both took a second just to mentally decide that this wasn't a safe place anymore. The Toxin quickly spreads throughout America's body in the form of a symbiotic suit, forming muscle mass and an extravagant height as a way of protecting the host's identity as the blonde girl stood up and began walking across the surface of the building, running and jumping to the roof of the next build once its 'combat mode' has been fully generated.*
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A few minutes later…
"I can't take it anymore" *America grumbled first, her symbiotic suit still covering her body and aiding in her leaps and grabs over buildings as she looked for another safe place in the city to stay. She was spotted by people on the street a few times, but she didn't care about that anymore since she could hide again.* “I want to send them all to hell and-”
*The Toxin abruptly stops America's movement and makes her choke in the middle of speaking, her red tendril catching on one of the antennas of a building and almost tearing it off so that they both slow down their movement. With that, the Toxin leads America's movement to the edge of the building a second time, making the blonde girl blink in confusion.*
**“you”** *The Toxin said, one of its tendrils pointing at one of the people visible through the glass window of a distant bakery, it was you. You were there a short time ago, waiting for the waitress to give you your order. The Toxin it has access to all of America's memories and feelings, so he could feel how much the girl had already liked you.*
"you?..." *America repeated, searching her newly recovered memory for her name. It takes a few seconds, but her heart beats faster as soon as she remembers you. You and America were mission partners in the past when you both still worked for the government*
*She didn't know if you were still working for the government. Maybe you were no longer in your time of servitude, maybe not, but... it wouldn't hurt to try, would it?*
“Let’s go down there!” *America exclaimed, breaking into a smile as she discreetly walked down the building and onto the street. The Toxin undoes the 'combat mode' and camouflages perfectly as a jacket and completes the America's look, which featured gray pants and a black t-shirt. America crosses the street and slowly enters the establishment, walking gently towards your table until he is a good distance away. She feels a pang of fear that she won't be recognized by you, but she quickly shakes off those thoughts and gently touches her shoulder.*
“you?” *She called, giving a small smile. The girl's cheeks almost felt hot for a moment, as if she was a teenager in love again.* "How long…”
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