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[crestblooded]

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Seteth knew the faculty appreciation dinner had been over for a few hours, but only because he finally noticed the clock tower striking eight.  There had been no students at the training grounds when he went, and even the few staff had left by the time he was aware of his surroundings again.

He sighed and reached up to his forehead, wiping away the sweat.  He’d shed his normally buttoned-up shirt and tied his hair back up out of his face, not even caring if the staff saw his ears at this point.  He still had too much frustrated energy, though, and so ignoring that he heard someone come in, he picked the training axe back up and started swinging.

[rosewithpride]

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“Ah, Manuela!  Do you have the time to enjoy a cup of tea with me?”

[heirofgautier]

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“...ow, you look like you got attacked by a hoard of bandits.” He didn’t even have anything clever to say like he usually would.

[yuri-bird]

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“Well!  And here no one told me you were still here.” Yuri hadn’t been topside for long before he ran into Manuela again.  Yes, he may have been aware she was still around, but he had fun acting like he didn’t spy on everyone.  “A pleasure as always, professor.”

[crestblooded]

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“Oh, Professor Manuela!” She had been looking for the woman all morning after she disappeared near the end of the staff appreciation dinner.  “How are you?” It was a trap question, because she’d already seen her brother.

[rosewithpride]

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“Manuela!  What on earth have you been up to?  I’ve been looking for you for hours.”

[crestblooded]

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“Professor Manuela!” Flayn trailed after the woman as she left choir practice.  “You sung so beautifully today, even more than usual.”