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[A girl appeared in the Square, on hands and knees crying, a red and black school uniform. It was Hikaru, returned from the world of Cephiro, but her return there hadn't been as happily ended as she had thought it would have. She had gotten to see Umi and Fuu again, and helped save that world, but... She looked down at her hands, blurred through her tears. With those hands she had done something terrible. She never wanted to do that. She didn't even understand why it had to come to that. But she had done it. Fuu and Umi had been there as well, in the mashin, but it was Hikaru's sword...
It took a few minutes for her to realize she was somewhere else, lifting her head to look around only to find herself in a place that wasn't Tokyo Tower, as she'd expected to be. A vague sense of familiarity nagged at the back of her mind; she had been here before. But when...?]
[ooc; Action spam for anyone in the Square who wants it. 8O]
It took a few minutes for her to realize she was somewhere else, lifting her head to look around only to find herself in a place that wasn't Tokyo Tower, as she'd expected to be. A vague sense of familiarity nagged at the back of her mind; she had been here before. But when...?]
[ooc; Action spam for anyone in the Square who wants it. 8O]
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Look. Something happened, I don't know what it is, and I sure as hell ain't gonna ask. It's your business, and you can tell me if you want, and if you don't then you won't. But it's easier to deal with if there are other people around, even if you don't talk about it.
*in other words, daddy ish worried xD*
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...let's get you something to eat, kiddo. *hairruffle*
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... Is Yuuko-san still here?
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...How long was I gone from here?
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...Ah--! I don't think I can train with you again. I don't have my glove or sword anymore..
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All right.
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Oi. What's that look for?
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[and look at that, she's pulling her hand away because metaphorical blood is on her hands.]
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Oh?
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...We went into a battle without understanding why... And someone's life was lost because of it.
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....okay.
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1/2
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