Omega stared blankly at Coma White. She stared back, only she didn't because her eyes were indefinable points of light, empty and cold. He couldn't bring himself to leave her, and yet he couldn't touch her either for some reason. Maybe he thought her skin would be just as cold as her eyes, icy and inhuman and repellent.
He noticed that if he didn't make any movement, neither did she, but for some meaningless shifting in place and the blinking of her bright, cold eyes. He wondered if she was just a reflection after all.
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He noticed that if he didn't make any movement, neither did she, but for some meaningless shifting in place and the blinking of her bright, cold eyes. He wondered if she was just a reflection after all.
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