Sighing quietly, he placed a hand on his face, "Whatever makes you happy. Lets go. There's no need for us to be on Earth for now. Endra is around here somewhere, he'll take us back to Despair, then I'll figure out what to do about you and this servitude madness." Aoji shook his head, reaching up and pulling off his black robe, leaving only white training duds on his body. Throwing back the robe, he turned away from Lucinda, "And put something on. Don't you realize your naked?"
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Leaning forwards, he jumped from roof to roof as he traced the energy signature that usually attached itself to Endra. The four-armed man wasn't one for hiding his presence, despite the fact that he was quickly growing weaker as the days grew on. Aoji took no notice, but found it peculiar that the man who was once on par with Shinigami captains was quickly descending in his abilities... "Are you staying up alright Lucinda?"

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