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Post by valekin on Aug 24, 2007 9:23:31 GMT -8
Valekin only stayed with the boy long enough for him to hand his Kris over to the bartender. The instruction would then be given of course that he wasn't to get it back until the end of the party that was all. With those would be actions done and out of the way, Valekin went back to mingling amongst the students.
He walked through the crowd with deliberate steps, everyone was either dancing or drinking, or chatting rather loudly. It was very loud at the present moment, and he had a feeling it would only get louder. The maniac moved across the dance floor, his boots barely making any noise compared to all the noise being made by the foot stomping and the bass rocking.
"It's loud."
He said, standing in the crowd. Isolated though not. He was surrounded by people, though he felt alone somehow. That was odd, Valekin was feeling lonely.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Aug 25, 2007 19:51:42 GMT -8
She shook her head. She needed the air for the time being; she really didn't want to smell the sweat of people inside anyway. With people dancing that much to fast paced music, there was bound to be body odeur. She would have watched silently as the two left before taking off the heels, then stepped barefoot to the front of the boat, climbing over the railing and onto the front part of the boat, where it would be unsafe for her to be. Though unsafe, it was isolated, and the breeze was very nice, as a mist of water came upon her. Hair flying back as she made sure she wouldn't slip and fall, then leaned back to look up at the stars. Stargazing; something she didn't do very often, because there was no time.
With music playing in the background and people cheering here and there, Mitsuki would've zoned them out, going into her own little world. She was curious what Sensei was doing here. What business did he have with the school? He wasn't even a student, as far as she knew. The most simplest conclusion she came to was that he had a date here, but even that seemed a little weird.
Mitsuki would've just ditched her shoes on the ground; people would wonder who's heels they belong to, but seeing no one around, they probably wouldn't know. And most would be too drunk to even notice.
But...maybe the reason she didn't go follow the gentleman and teacher wasn't because she needed air. Maybe it's because she saw the white haired guy and a black haired girl doing...whatever they were doing. Although this thought hadn't even crossed her mind, it was possible that she had buried it deep within and locked it in black space.
Or...maybe she was afraid to lose whatever was left of self-control with the gentleman? Maybe she didn't want Sensei to see her lose control? So many possibilities as to why she decided not to go into the sweat filled room.
Oh, and here's another one for kicks.
She was tired.
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Post by Veyugan ~* on Aug 25, 2007 20:36:09 GMT -8
Fluid.
His motions were fluid as his body gracefully flowed through the mass of people dancing. There were no severe contacts made with anyone - no disruptions on his part. His lips were stern - no grin, no smile. Apathetic. Eyes shone with dullness. The guard was behind him, tailing him to the bar. He could feel the aura. Something about the guy... Interesting, to say the least. Maybe Veyugan would look into it later. Tonight, however ... well, what was left of it, was going to be something to remember.
The sheathed blade clicked against the counter of the bar. Veyugan slid it toward the bartender - eyes attempting to match his. This was a piece that was VERY important to Vey. If anything happened to it ... Well, it wouldn't end pretty for the person who messed up. His voice was as stern as his face. He wanted to make things clear.
"Take care of this for the rest of the night. And ... I mean care."[/b]
Veyugan would allow any eye contact that would have been made to resume for a few seconds longer, then his body would twirl around. His eyes would envision the male walking off, the aura fading. Good. Veyugan despised authority. A deep breath would be made as he realized that the girl did not follow him. A shame really, he was interested in getting to know her. Well, maybe some other time.
Well... What to do now?
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 26, 2007 5:06:23 GMT -8
Emily looked at the DJ, smiling. Mmm... if she were only that pretty she would get much more attention.
WAIT.
Scratch that. She didn't want attention. She just wanted... well... alcohol. Her happy juice. Yes... she wondered if that would be the correct term for that.
'No where to go
Nagai michi wo aruki nagara tsubuyaita
Konna watashi de gomen ne to
Mujaki na butterfly
fly into the blue sky'
Then she heard that song.
That song.
Stand by me by Black stones.
The last Japanese song she heard in Japan.
"Hitori de kanashimi ni kure koboreru namida
Tsumetakute
Amari ni nagai yamiyo ga
Me wo samasu..."It made her cry as she sang along, sitting on the table in the corner of the dance hall... a single tear, but nothing more.
And so, this Mangaka was a bit unsober. So what?
"Kanashi sugite kurushikute
Subete nagedashita
Demo anata wa aishite kureta"
And thus, she made her decision. She wanted to sing... maybe for just once before the night ended.
"Kiss me & stay with me
Towa ni saku hana awaku hakanaku tsuyoku
How could you smile for me
Nani mo nakute ii
One song. If the DJ would let her. She wasn't at all bad in singing anyway... or so she hoped. She sung very Japanese-like... since it was the only language she sung in, sad to say.
Zutto soba ni ite hoshii...
Zutto soba de stand by me..."
She stood and looked up at the DJ, walking up towards the stage as she approached without taking her eyes off. Emily was facinated right now...
...with everything.
Everyone seems to be standing out... except for herself.
If this DJ would let her... she could too. Maybe even for once. Just once. "Anou..." She said, hoping to get the woman's attention. She was silently nervous, and it was showing. Pass my thanks to all that alcohol Ender gave her.
She could ALSO be acting like this thanks to the alcohol...
Now if she only could get attention...
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Post by "Unfettered" on Aug 26, 2007 5:22:08 GMT -8
Mouse Trap? There it was. Holding each other, this kitten giving him all-consuming stare. Seductive. Enrapturing. Wanting to consume him, and yet... not yet. Not quite. There was still some resistance left, but they were basically already kissing, already nipping, already grinding, already hugging, already looking. Already sweating. Already beating. Already feeling. Just the passion, just the moving, just feeling, just the lust, just the everything that was focused on the here and now."Maybe the question should be what does the mouse like to do for fun?"Everything. From here, he could probably kiss her, start to get more agitated, move her along his lengths from beneath his pants, maybe bite her tongue. Possibly move his hands onto her rear, cajole with her front a little, start kissing into her neck.. and when the grinding became too much for them, he'd ask her if she wanted to go somewhere more private, or something. Something more sensual. Someplace more... 'alone', where they could be more intimate'.
..And already, he knew the answer he was gonna give her. As he looked deep into her eyes, his right hand slowly moving up to stroke into her hair, as the music went into a slower tempo."Vell..." a sweet little smile... "..As a general rule... ze mice generally hide in zer holes, and try not getting gobbled up by ze cute little kitty-kats, such as yourself..." ...But though his face had softened suddenly, his body began to move away, as his right hand moved down along her neck, gently stroking the side of it, as he pulled lightly on a few strands of her black hair, before releasing them all, to gently press all five of his fingers up to the tip of her face.
And formed a thin layer of ice on his lips, a little bit of his Qi, as he kissed her chin. A little smile. A little something to remember her by.. as the frost would quickly melt down her chin, the chill going down her neck like her own sweat."..But..."
"I cannot let myself get gobbled up just yet... ja...?"Slowly backing up, letting his arms slide down hers, until his fingers would crease away at hers, and vanish slowly into the crowds of people. ..And then, when he could no longer see her, would swiftly turn around, and beeline for the bar, bumping into people into a rather rude manner. His Qi strengthening slightly, cooling the air around himself. It was too hot. Too hot to breathe, too hot to think.
Part of him hoped the woman would chase after him. The other part was somewhat reluctant, and never wanted to see her again. But in initially backing up, there seemed to be some commotion. Something about an.. 'engagement', or something, and a crowding, but he didn't know any of that. Possibly just some faculty-on-faculty thing, but it was not of his business, anyways.
But somehow... as he made his way to the bar, he was glad to have done what he did. For everything that himself and the black-haired bombshell would've done essentially would've led up to sex. And honestly, in that situation, 'Jonathan' could not trust himself to restrain himself. Never in that type of situation, he was a guy, and thus... every bit as vulnerable. And doing it with her, with a stranger would've only complicated his real life.
Calamity as it was, as a member of the restaurant wasn't talking to him. And he'd made the ill-mistake of 'kissing' his first friend, the initial infatuation carrying her about. But most importantly of course.. were his feelings about 'her'. Yes, that one... Had not completely decided on his feelings about her. Or more rather... he knew the answer already, but already knew what the result would be anyways?
Heh. Fruitless. Just like in all his other attempts with his 'comrades' over in Germany.
..His fingers would brush over, lightly over lips. A nip. A kiss. Dangerous things. When ill-used, destroyed his friendship with Calamity, and could've possibly made him progress into something far more... 'suggestive'. But that was pretty funny. As though he'd marked all the huge things of his life from what he did.
A kiss on the lips to Jenna. And then he finally realizes the extent of the infatuation, but the damage is done. Friendship breakdown.
A kiss on the forehead to... 'her'. Always wanted to kiss her lips, but couldn't. Always wanted to hold her, but too ashamed to. Filthy hands on that pure thing? Hah. And of course, the next day, he just... disappears. Captured, put into... 'training'. ...Was that a sign or something? A sign about her?
..And zen, of course, now, not just a kiss, but a nip, as well as plus thirty minutes of non-stop progressively increasing grinding.
Every time he tried to be natural, and who he wanted to be, it'd always come back to haunt him. Why should this be any different?
Moderate sigh coming from him, he noted, with some unfortunate duress... he was only thinking normally now, since he was using his Qi to cool off.
...Of course, meaning, if he did have sex with that woman... he'd basically be only using her. ..And he'd rather not do that anymore then necessary.
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Post by Keith on Aug 26, 2007 13:58:59 GMT -8
"Take care of this for the rest of the night. And ... I mean care."
Keith nodded to the person and took the kris blade. He would place it in a box by his side where it would be safe. It was Keith's job to keep it safe. But Keith was going to charge a tax for keeping this weapon safe. With that, Keith would leave that person be to do his own business.
That said, Keith would continue mixing drinks left and right. He served a few rounds of vodka to a couple of students. Keith then mixed up a Commie Kaze which was a mix of Lenninade and vodka serving it to another student. Keith took the money and placed it in the cash register. He prayed that Winklewood wouldn't be coming to the cash register.
Overall, this was going to be a long and busy night. But one question came to mind, what the fuck was he going to do with the moonshine and everclear?!
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Aug 26, 2007 18:26:02 GMT -8
Still leaning on her back, the young Asian girl felt something off; hand reached behind her to the corset, and pulled out a small rectangular object: A cell phone. She stared at it, right eye slightly arching as she figured it had to be that gentleman's phone, as he was the only one who was really touching her this night. She smirked, slightly shaking her head before getting up and climbing back on the deck, cell phone still in hand. Landing barefoot on the ground, she stopped and took a look at her dress, how it flowed gracefully to the ground, and how she kept stepping on the bottom of the dress. Slight frown appeared on thin lips as she took hold of the bottom hem of her dress, and ripped it in a circular motion, the dress now in a slant, showing off more of her legs. Mind you, she did this only so that she could walk in them, and for that reason alone.
Still barefoot as she walked in, eyes searching around for the gentleman, but being colorblind, it was not so easy spotting people with odd colored hair.
Though, if it was at the bar she met him at, she figured it was at the bar he would want his cell phone, as she remembered Sensei and him talking about his weapon being under guard with Keith. Slipped quite gracefully between people dancing as she made her way to the bar - barefoot - avoiding getting stepped on the foot. Once there, she not only saw the gentleman there, but the white haired man as well. She saw what the white haired guy did with the black haired girl... And in truth, she wanted to forget. She convinced herself once, and she can convince herself again. He was not Thrush, and she shouldn't care - she didn't care - or so she wanted to believe. There was a reason why she cut off ties with Thrush, and to act upon her feelings would just undo what she did. So for tonight... She would forget him. She would forget herself. Today - tonight - she was someone else; someone no one knows.
Eyes focused on the blue haired gent., hand outstretched and cell phone coming to his view, corners of her lips twitching to a slight smirk.
"I don't suppose this belongs to you...?"
Right now, couples would be dancing to the slower song that was put on; it was then when someone would tap her shoulder, causing Mitsuki to pull her eyes away from the gentleman and toward...
....
"May I have this dance?"[/color]
Before an answer was given, she would be pulled onto the dance floor, her feet moving automatically with his. The type of song was not fit for this dance, but she figured it was the only one he knew; the formal waltz you see at those fancy balls? He was leading; she could have stopped him, could have...but didn't. Around the room they went, avoiding people who were drunk. He did pretty well making sure no one would bump into them.
"What."
Voice monotonous; left hand holding onto the cell phone, right hand held loosely in his. In return to her rather dry question, he would smile and spin her before dancing once again. A frown would go on her lips; what, exactly, did Andrew want? Just a dance?
She tried pulling away, but he kept a firm grip on her. She would wait patiently until the music ended. Patiently. There were three people in the world that could frustrate her, and one was dancing with her right now.[/color]
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Post by meigan on Aug 29, 2007 9:50:25 GMT -8
NOMINATIONS ARE NOW CLOSED.
VOTING WILL COMMENCE AFTER THIS POST.
PLEASE VOTE. ((PM TO ME)) --- IC Time: 10:40 PM King/Queen Announcement: 11:00 PM Dance Ends: 12 Midnight Song playing: Samarai SongOnce the song ended, the giant speakers ceased their rhythmic pounding to give way to a female voice. The DJ spoke up once more. "HEY there, party goers! I've tallied your nominations for the King and Queen of the masquerade, and as I call your name, give a hearty wave! TheVOTING will commence after this, and you will submit the names into the box up here on the front table."She gestured to the front table in front of the stage, where a good sized wooden box with a hinged lid and lock sat. It had a slit in the top big enough for depositing slips of paper in, and there were colorful slips of paper and pencils scattered about the table. Now to announce our nominees for the evening. For the QUEEN of the masquerade, We have...Mitsuki Park, Calamity Scorn, and Eurydice Stone!!"Three colored spotlights from the stage waved over the crowd and landed on the three girls briefly as DJ O-Livvy announced their names. Once they waved respectfully, the lights would return to the stage. "As for the KING of the masquerade, it seems our nominee is running unopposed! Good luck, not that you'll need it, to.."She paused for a moment to look curiously at the name. "Unfettered!"[/b] A colored light waved over the crowd to rest on the head of the boy until he waved as well. The lights zoomed back to the stage, landing briefly on the front table as a reminder as DJ O-Livvy spoke up once more. "Place your votes NOW. Those who are running may place their votes as well. The winner..s..will be announced at Eleven! Good luck to all of you!"--- Following Songs: Blue Orchid - White Stripes (Request)The Hampster Dance Song I Only Wanna Be With You - Hootie & the Blowfish (Request)Don't Stop the Music - Rihanna (Request)Calling All Cars - Senses Fail (Request) |
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Post by Kevin Collessano-Alvari on Aug 29, 2007 22:29:33 GMT -8
He'd heard the nominations---& when the spotlight shined in the duo's direction, Kevin turned his head away; the flash burned inside the back of his skull. However, a rather crazy idea formed in his head. Immediately, his brain flashed to the scene in Napoleon Dynamite when Napoleon danced on Pedro's behalf to promote his campaign. If only...
...Kevin's eyes shot towards the top of the bar. It was a long shot...but if he could pull it off, he could definitely 'promote' for his dancing partner's queenship. Now, just for the right song---
Please don't stop the muuusic~[/b]
Oh
My
God.
Oh, the power of speaking right at the perfect time; this wasn't just a dance track, this was a phenomenon in Kevin's psyche that sent his spirit into a blaze of something similar to an ecstacy-driven rampage simply described as this:
It's a party in my brain & everyone's....
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Kevin whispered something in Calamity's ear about winning her votes & making some money...& soon after, he found himself on top of the bar, tossing his shirt & jacket into the crowd as Rihanna's Please Don't Stop The Music began playing. His belt loosened, his slacks fell down to his hips, exposing the coveted V-cut that most fit men had, & his half-naked body now danced to the beat, his hips telling the tale of a kid who could turn sex into a metaphysical spiritual encounter. The lucky engaged would be crowned with the now flying hatpiece of Kevin's suit, Vague might get smacked with his shirt, & the molotov-throwing hero of the night that saved the party from a creepy nudist would most likely get blanketed by the jacket piece of the outfit.
...Ensue wild chants of 'Take it off, take it off'?
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Post by Jenna Scorn on Aug 29, 2007 22:46:51 GMT -8
The music had halted, and so had Calamity. She was silent, looking towards the voice that was speaking, shifting slightly from one foot to another before glancing about.
"Now to announce our nominees for the evening. For the QUEEN of the masquerade..."
"Oh bother..."
She'd roll her eyes.
Turning on her heels as she was to head off from the crowed.
"We have...Mitsuki Park, Calamity Scorn, and Eurydice Stone!!"
She stopped, letting her head glance over her shoulder ad a bright light would whirl upon herself and Kevin. She swallowed, those blue eyes widening as people would turn their attention to her, and her dancing partner.
"Nani deska? Are you shitting me?"
This of course had been whispered under her breath, those lips drawing words from under that Kabuki mask. She swallowed, giving a gentle wave to the crowed as the light still had stayed fixed upon herself.
"O genki desu ka?"
(How are you?)
She gave a soft shout to the people gathered about her, and now she'd bow to them, that smile still hidden behind that mask. And all the while Kevin had stayed by her side, and now as the DJ would begin to speak again she'd turn towards Kevin.
"I was nominated, can you believe it?"
But Kevin's attention seemed to be somewhere else, and she blinked her eyes. Letting a few pink strands fall into the view of her eyes over that pale mask, and she was batting them away with the back of her hand.
"As for the KING of the masquerade, it seems our nominee is running unopposed! Good luck, not that you'll need it, to.."
"Mmmm?"
"Unfettered!"
"Unfettered?"
She'd shrug to herself, watching the light find the nominated boy, but she couldn't see over the crowed of gathering students. She'd shrug it off, and fix her attention on Kevin.
The music had started up, and slowly, but surely the students had began to dance again. But not Calamity, she had been drawn in by Kevin, whispering something to her, though she couldn't hear him too well, just a few things. About votes, and money. Blue eyes would give him a hazy look, but he was already gone.
Shot off in the direction of the bar.
"Nani??"
Eyes blinking, looking around a bit before finally taking a few steps in his direction.
The young girl was pushing her way through the crowed.
She'd bump into a dancing couple, and Calamity would bow her head.
"Shitsurei shimasu."
(Pardon me.)
Now, finally letting those flats gently thud against the floor as she was making her way towards the bar, after all...that was the way Kevin had headed.
Right?
Oh yes.
And now, those feet came to a halt, falling on Kevin who was...dancing.
On the bar.
She swallowed.
Was Kevin...stripping?
Oh yes.
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Post by seishounohana on Aug 29, 2007 23:59:31 GMT -8
The DJ had announced the nominees, and Emily somewhat found herself tracing the eyes of the people to Mitsuki, Calamity, Eurydice and ... Unfettered? Wow. Her boss found himself unopposed. He must've been one lucky guy.
Mmm... what to do now.
The urge to sing was gone.
Oh well, might as well spend more money on .... maybe just one bottle of Red wine. To celebrate her being alone.
Emily walked back into the bar, and ... right. She had an earlier companion. His name was Ender... right. School supervisor... almost bit off his leg... right.
Well, he's gone from the bar now. Looks like the last thing she can do to enjoy the last of this rather boring dance is just watch and DRINK.
"How much is a bottle of wine?" She asked.
It's going to be a long hour.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Aug 30, 2007 13:06:19 GMT -8
"Now to announce our nominees for the evening. For the QUEEN of the masquerade, We have...Mitsu..."
And in a flash, Mitsuki jerked away from Andrew, taking him by surprise as she smoothly made her way inbetween people staring up at the DJ, and at the same time, avoiding the spotlight. Quickly she made her way to the bar before gently pressing her cell phone against the gentleman's chest and straight from there, she once again found herself making her way to the top deck. Barefoot, her eyes shifted over at the DJ for a quick moment while turning to get to the back deck, quickly, ignoring the stripper and the "take it off" chants, she maneuvered her way through the people, eventually making it close to the deck, where she noticed one of the spotlights had to have been on a wrong girl, as three of them were shining brightly on three specific people. It was a wonder how they even knew she was here in the first place, as she was usually one to avoid social events unless she was needed.
Silently, she slipped onto the top deck, where girls were oogling her black laced heels. Clearing her throat and with an eye brow arched, they soon noticed her barefoot and came to a conclusion that the shoes belonged to her. Picking the shoes up, she held them loosely in her hand as she stared out into the 'open sea'..
And all of a sudden, she couldn't wait to go back home.
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Post by Kate on Aug 30, 2007 23:40:51 GMT -8
There was a smirk on her lips that she just couldn't get rid of. Kate had spotted Valekin. The blonde smoothed her dress at her hips and walked straight to him. Valekin, her only friend left in the world. The closest person to her, her ex-boyfriend, and now the only person who's shoulder she would cry on. And there would be a lot of tears, just on the fact that she would be getting fat with a baby inside of her.
"Hey there handsome. How 'bout a dance?"
She would place a hand on his shoulder and lean in to whisper the words in his ear. In a playful manner of course, because that was just Kate McHallin. But there was a real smile on her glossed lips, and her green eyes were dancing behind the sleek black mask that covered half of her face. Valekin would be able to tell it was her, because he just had to.
This would be fun, now that she had found Vale. The blonde flicked some hair out of her way and waited for his answer. A simple school dance would lift her spirits, if only for a night. Reality always kicked in at night, when she was crying herself to sleep, or just staring at the ceiling in disbelief. Her family was dead...and it made her feel hollow inside somehow. Despite the fact she wasn't close to them in years. All she had was her baby. And Vale. Sweet Valekin. She'd die without him.
"Well?"
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Post by valekin on Aug 31, 2007 3:05:37 GMT -8
"A little waltz couldn't hurt."
He cracked that grin. Not the, I'm-crazy-and-going-to-kill-you grin. But the grin that spoke volumes about a little inside joke. Kate knew he was somewhat awkward with modern situations of romance, as he wasn't brought up that way. It'd be kind a new for him, fresh and new. Just like a good rain. He loved the rain, almost as much as he loved Kate.
In a manner.
"Tango, waltz, swing?"
He named a few dances to start with, but he had that feeling like he was firing 250mm rounds in the completely wrong direction. Blowing up the wrong town. Of course... this was probably right, he knew it was Kate talking to him, she had psycho-radar when it came to him. That odd homing in thing, even though they got there separately. They really could have gone as a couple, he didn't know she was going though.
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Post by Kate on Aug 31, 2007 10:07:46 GMT -8
The girl chuckled and looked around. Those dances here? In the middle of a bunch of other students? She shook her head just slightly before just taking his hand.
"Any of those will make us bump into other students and possible ruin their night. I'm not nice to everyone who gets in my way. I'd rather just move to the music. Sound good Vale?"
She hadn't known he was going to the dance. But upon arriving had just felt like searching for the raven haired guy. She reached up and tugged on a lock of his hair with a smile. Valekin's hair had been one of the first things to attract her the first time around, even when she had been dating another boy. Kate had had so many boyfriends, and possible loves that it made her feel like kicking herself. At least Vale was here to lean on. She loved him dearly, and maybe that attraction was growing back, but it was slow with everything that had happened.
Kate pulled one of his hands to her waist and grasped the other with her free hand. Just moving slowly in a circle to the music would just be fine. Good old fashion school dancing.
"I'm glad I found you Vale."
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