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>To Moona's shock, Pekora didn't seem concerned
>In fact, she had prepared for this very event
>She had sent a second copy of the papers to her fellow HoloID genmate, Pavola Reine
>All she had to do was find a way to sneak to her house, sign the papers and be home free
>Doing this, however, could get Pekora arrested. It was a serious crime to send such documents to the incorrect party, twice so to give a false address
>"Pekora... Why are you doing this?"
>"Because you're my friend peko."
>"But this is so risky. You could land in jail."
>"It's worth the risk."
>"You didn't tell Reine did you?"
>"No. She just thinks you want to immigrate. I didn't even tell her it was via our marriage."
>"Thank you. I'm so sorry, about all of this."
>"Don't be. You're my best friend peko."
>"How are you doing now? Is everything alright?"
>"He... never mind."
>"What did he do?"
>"He branded me... with a cattle iron. Now my shoulder has a horseshoe on it..."
>Moona could feel the anger with which Pekora was furiously typing away without even knowing what she'd say
>But nothing she could say would make her feel any better
>The only thing that would ease her suffering was a plane ride to Japan
>The next morning, Moona went straight to Reine's house while you were at work
>Reine was shocked to see her, to say the least
>Covered in bruises, an especially thick welt over her left eye
>"Moona... what on earth happened to you? Come inside quick."
>"Nothing."
>"You think I believe that?"
>Reine began to prepare some tea while Moona sat quietly on the couch in the living room
>She put tea out in front of her
>"Here, I have something that might help. Drink some tea in the meantime, it'll help your throat"
>Moona smiled slightly
>There was something comforting about Reine playing the mom
>Reine returned with a few bottles of colored oil and some lotion
>"Take off your shirt, bra as well."
>Moona's eyes widened
>"R-Reine!?"
>"Not like that stupid. I'm going to do some kerokan. Your mom taught you about that right?"
>"No."
>"I apply warm lotion and oils to your skin and it'll ease your wounds."
>"uh... alright I guess."
>Moona lifted her shirt off, removing her bra and letting her massive boobs hang
>Renie didn't even flinch
>She poured lotion into her hand and began to rub gently into Moona's back
>The sensation was lovely, so was the smell
>She applied the oil in thick lines
>"There we go. Now we just let that sit and-"
>Renie looked at her boobs, noticing the thick scratches
>"Oh, Moona..."
>Moona quickly hid her breasts in her arms and looked away
>"we'll get you some place safe ok? You don't have to tell me who did this to you. Do you want to live with me for the time being?"
>Moona shook her head
>"That's ok. We'll get you safe alright?"
>"Thank you, Reine."
>"Don't thank me. I'm doing what any decent person would do. Now drink your tea before it gets cold, I promise it'll help your throat."
>All she had to do was survive until then
>All she had to do was survive
>Two weeks passed
>Two weeks of doing streams
>Two weeks of saving money
>Two weeks of near constant connection with Pekora
>The plane tickets were ready, tax money acquired
>Her flight left tomorrow evening
>She was so close she could practically taste the pocky already
>Her throat was, at least, starting to heal
>She could speak far clearer, even sing, albiet softly
>Her leg was starting to heal, however she could tell it was healing improperly
>There was a bend to it that she couldn't correct, causing her toes to point about ten degrees inward
>She wanted to go to the hospital but, naturally, you would beat her to within an inch of her life if she tried
>Putting even the slightest level of pressure on it sent a shooting pain through her entire leg
>The brand mark had developed into a giant blister, ready to pop at any minute
>The pain was such that she couldn't even lift her arm
>She'd survive, however
>Just a little while longer