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                Well this was... interesting, to say the least. Right before her was one of those famed Sailor Scouts - if that was what they were called. Seira had never taken particular interest in such matters, but news on the Sailor Scouts had been dominating the media for a while. She had, of course, heard of their high success rates in suppressing crimes in the city, but this, by no means, was a situation the teenager would be able to handle. Stepping before her and blocking her path, Seira spoke quietly, voice stoic despite the low volume.

         ❝ This isn't your battle.  ❞

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aeternxs

                She had been so naive to think for even a second that she could avoid bloodshed and killing when battling against a Modified Human - one that had been sent out to kill her, at that. And to her luck, there was a teenage girl in the area, mere yards away from the heiress and the corpse lying on the ground. 

         ❝ --Could I possibly ask you to forget this?  ❞

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nxhilistic

                Injured from a battle nights ago, it was no surprise that the Clan Leader had been ordered to keep intruders away from the battle. It had been a little difficult to simply step away from the scene, considering the improbability that the fight would end cleanly.

         ❝ This area is closed.  ❞

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                   A person stands before her. But for what reason, she doesn’t seem to know. She only lands here after a time gate ever so delicately throws her against the ground of an unknown land. It’s rough and unfamiliar - though not as much so as the being before her. She just wants to get through.

                                         “Is… there a reason why?”  

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                Ah, she had asked the one question she would have preferred avoiding. Seira lowered her eyes, crimson eyes flickering momentarily as calculations ran through her head. Would the girl before her believe the heiress if she was told that the village beyond the bridge was being raided by monsters beyond the knowledge of humans?

         ❝ I can't answer that question.  ❞

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⊰ϟ⊱ “… sorta can’t leave here y’know.”          One end because he didn’t have a way to pay for a home, temporary as it may be for the two of them. His sleeping ‘sister’, just as he carefully forced himself back up on his feet. Limping still, not even bothering to use his crutch and it’s a miracle that he could move still without feeling excruciating pain either from said limb. Oh well, he’s already expecting trouble in this instance… if someone is commenting on his ‘being there’ is not allowed.

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                She still wasn't quite used to being addressed so informally -- not that she particularly minded. Of course, there were still adjustments she would have to take into consideration while living among humans. Her home, Lukedonia, could only be so similar to a world of mortals that remained completely oblivious to existences such as her own. No, she didn't mind that he hadn't taken her suggestion into account; the status of his leg was significantly more concerning. She took a single step forward, scarlet eyes focused in to try and detect any threat coming from the man - if there was any at all.

         ❝ --What happened to you? ❞

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                The word itself were odd to hear the least for memory could                   not recall last occasion term were ever shared. Alas, she’d                   welcome the idea since they obviously both knew of such                   a powerful weapon. Still a stranger, nonetheless, though                   youth would at least offer a chance to start consternation.

  ❝—Ah. Well, he is my weapon, and       his name is Soul. So I suppose so.❞

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                Ah, so it's name was Soul? That certainly wasn't the question the heiress had been asking, but she could inference that this girl wasn't, in fact, wielding the same scythe the Loyard family had bestowed upon Seira. 

         ❝ ...So you aren't a Noble? ❞

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alxbrn

                A scythe? Well, that was most certainly interesting, considering how it mirrored Seira's own weapon. A slow blink precedes a beckoning voice and a step towards the stranger.

         ❝ That's not a Soul Weapon, is it?  ❞

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typhonicus

                Kids shouldn't be wandering about at night; that's Seira's personal philosophy, if you could label it as such, on modern youth. Although this particular individual didn't appear to be considerably young in the least. Granted, Seira was 217 years old - it's created a bit of chronological superiority.

         ❝ You shouldn't be around here... ❞

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messerah

                The reflection of the moon quivered with every sigh of the evening breeze, wavering endlessly with no time to fully recover. Stoic and still, Seira could not have possibly contrasted the glittering image any more. After all, she had been standing on the same spot on the same bridge for nearly an hour as her comrades had ordered her to do so.

                But perhaps a latent disturbance was approaching - quickly, at that. 

         ❝ I'm afraid I cannot let you pass.  ❞

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