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Nadeline had opened her eyes to see...the beach. Except the sky was full of clouds. No, that wasn't right, everything had just been dark, right? Where was she? She let out a slight groan as she sat up, sand warm beneath her. What was going on? Where did everyone else go? As she opened her mouth to call out for her friends, a seagull screeched. She then sat up, dusting the sand off of her, and she realized she was wearing a wedding dress. What in the name of ivalice was going on? As far as she could see, she was alone. Whatever was going on, though, she didn't like it. Her rapier was gone, too. She wondered if the person that took it was the same that put her in this dress. She bundled it up the best she could and began trudging down the beach. Gods the dress weighed a ton.
Is that all you have to complain about, princess? Savayna's voice echoed in her head.
She stopped in her tracks. That was Savayna. But...she didn't see her anywhere. Gods, this was getting annoying.
Aww, look at that, how cute. Emiri's voice joined in.
Great, she finally went crazy. So where were Jaakuna and Wesley? Are they going to make fun of her, too?
As if. Bitch thinks she's all high and mighty. Jaakuna's voice scoffed.
Unbelievable. So selfish. Savayna's voice laughed.
It must be nice to be so free. Emiri's voice added.
I envy her. She gets to have it all, and still has the gall to complain about things? Wesley's voice joined in.
Nadeline picked up her dress and began walking again, though she noticed it got heavier the more they spoke.
Struggle, struggle! Savayna taunted.
Even so, this is nothing. Emiri noted.
Unlike Miss Princess, we know what it is to struggle. Jaakuna snarked.
We know what it is to lose...what could she possibly understand? Grant had now spoken.
"You can talk all you want." Nadeline spoke as she kept walking, though she was having a considerably difficult time. "I know I'm selfish. I know I think I'm better than everyone else." She told them, at this point just dropping the dress and trudging along. "I know all that already. Keep trying, though, it's adorable."
Oh, I know something~ Emiri sang.
At that point, the ground beneath Nadeline shifted, the sand going towards the sea. The waves crashed at her feet, making the dress heavier and harder to walk in. At that point she figured she may as well walk around naked, but no matter what she tried, she couldn't get it off. What was going on?
What, you think you can take it off? We can't erase our memories. Savayna chided as the sea dragged Nadeline back.
"I know that! Shut up!" She yelled, trying to pull away.
Hehehe, you're scared. Emiri giggled.
Ah, you can't swim, can you? Wesley said.
Oh? Miss Perfect has a weakness? Jaakuna asked.
As they spoke, the water was already to her waist. Nadeline ignored them for the most part, but it seemed the harder she fought, the more difficult it got to move. At this rate, she would be swallowed by the sea.
Red. So much red.
Grant had opened his eyes to find it everywhere. He recognized the room, somehow he had been taken back to Rozarria. This was his father's room. He always found a fondness for the color, Grant remembered. He slowly stood up, looking around. Someone was on the bed--but who? He approached the figure slowly, and stopped when it shifted. The blankets fell off, revealing a woman with jet black hair, same as his, and incredibly soft, brown eyes. She looked at him for a moment, and then smiled.
"Mother...?" Grant asked somewhat uncertainly.
"Who else were you expecting, darling?" She asked him with a slight giggle. "Come sit with your mother, you look like you've seen a ghost!"
That would make sense. Grant reached out for her, touching her shoulder, and it felt real. She looked real. Felt real. She even had the same lilac perfume he loved. No, this wasn't right, something was wrong. He shook his head, backing away from his mother's concerned look. He backed up into a vase, knocking it over, though he tried to catch it and failed. It shattered once it hit the floor, the glass spreading everywhere. That had been his mother's favorite. He looked back to her bed, only to see her lying down. Her face was so pale, her eyes rather glassy. Her hands were folded together on her stomach, and she looked so frail.
"No...Mother...Mother!" Grant called as he went to her taking her hand.
She seemed to hear him, her eyes slowly traveling to him. "Oh my little Grant...I'm so sorry I won't get to see you grow up..." Her voice was raspy, quiet, almost inaudible.
He knew this scene. He knew what would happen next. That didn't stop the tears from falling as she slowly closed her eyes, the last of her life fading. Twice he had been forced to watch her die. What kind of sick joke was this? A flash of lightning temporarily blinded him, and before he could do anything, she had disappeared. Where had she gone? What had happened? He looked around, desperate to find her, only to hear a blood curtling scream. It sounded like Reia--was she here too? He shoved the doors open, running down the hall, stopping just before his father's study. Sure enough, there was Reia, hands over her mouth, tears down her young face. And there was his brother, knife in hand, standing over the body of their fallen father.
No, no, not again, anything but this. Roland looked first at Reia, the girl completely broken down and a sobbing mess, then at Grant, frozen in terror. Dear gods, why was he being forced to relive these moments of his life? Another flash of lightning, and now things had changed yet again. He was now in the gardens, and he remembered this too. Emiri stood before him, a bag of her things in one hand. "I can't live like this anymore!" She yelled at him, shaking her head. "I'm not...I'm not a doll...I'm not to be used as everyone pleases!" He wanted to tell her he was sorry. He regretted never saying so.
It was then he realized what was happening. Another flash of lightning, another moment of regret in his life. He was relieving it, over and over. What kind of hell had he been dragged into?
Blue. Was that the sky?
Emiri had opened her eyes, but she didn't believe what she saw. The sky was above her, a few clouds floating by here and there and looking overall pleasant. It was a startling difference from the darkness that was Nabudis. Had she been teleported somewhere? The wind was pretty strong, now that she thought about it. She was definitely outside. She sat up slowly, her hair getting picked up by the wind. As she searched herself, she found her bow, bag, and quivers missing. As she stood up, she noticed that she had been lying down on what seemed to be glass. Not only that, but as far as the eye could see, all she saw was sky. She was high up. Very high. Her knees buckled and she had to close her eyes to prevent herself from having a complete panic attack. So she had somehow gotten in this weird place way high up. Big deal. No problem. Yet as she tried to assure herself, she felt her whole body tremble. She found herself completely frozen, wind blowing against her. Oh boy she was starting to feel nauseous.
"Emiri!"
Her eyes snapped open, and on instinct she looked down. She let out a rather terrified squeal, though she then spotted Jaakuna hanging off the edge of the floor. Oh no. She needed to help him. Somehow. "Jaakuna...!" She called out to him, though as she tried to move forward she found herself literally paralyzed by her fear. "Hang in there! I...I'm coming to get you!" She assured him rather pathetically.
"No rush, babe." He told her, though she told tell that was a big fat lie. He realized this and looked at her. "Just...take it one step at a time. Focus on me, okay?" She would nod, and force herself to slowly--ever slowly--move one foot forward. One step. Two steps. Her knees wobbled again, and she accidentally looked down. She let out a cry of terror as she sank down to her knees. This wasn't fair at all, how the hell was she going to manage to get to him? Oh boy, she was going to lose it right here. "Emiri, listen to me." His voice called out to her, and she looked at him. "Look at me. Look at me and nothing else." He would then smile. She nodded, and would begin slowly making her way towards him.
"Fallen petals have a use after all." Mtra repeated, her expression one with much more seriousness behind it. "Though I can say this much: Michel the Chamomile is indeed a member--a high ranking one at that. You should be proud. Him, Meli the Camellia, and Lola the Magnolia...all such beautiful flowers in their garden. But the most beautiful of all has to be that of the Forgotten Flower, the Blue Rose." She hinted to him, placing a hand on her hip as she pointed to a flower close to the pair. Unlike other plants, this one was a vibrant blue, clearly unnatural. "Where are they located? Everywhere. Where are they gathered? In the shadows of the sun. If you have to ask, you need not know. But if you need to know, you have only to ask." She walked over to the blue blossom, plucking a petal.
She let it fall to the ground, and a flurry of blue petals burst from it. They danced around in the wind, multiplying and fusing together, forming a human shaped figure. They then slowly started falling off, revealing a woman of striking beauty. Once all the petals had fallen, they swooped together and formed a rose in her hair. "A father concerned for his son. How I envy that." She stated, her voice rather sultry. She eyed Francis with amber eyes. "You are dismissed, Mtra. You will be of no use to Sir Sicarius." The viera bowed deeply, winking at Francis, and she too would take her leave, back to Eruyt. "An Archadian Judge, do you wish to pluck one of my flowers from their homes?" She asked him.
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The Necrohol of Nabudis definitely deserved the title. Even fromt he outside Mist was flooding out. Nadeline was reminded very much of the Feywood and Giruvegan, yet the Mist here was more...sinister. Empty. Like a void had been placed here. The entire group fell silent as they walked, and it was not because of being on the lookout for monsters. The entire place felt like something straight out of a ghost story, really. Their footsteps bounced off the walls, though Grant found the lack of monsters to be disturbing. The silence was starting to drive him crazy. The Mist and darkness also made it more difficult to see. Shadows danced around them, and the feeling of being watched would start to overtake all six of them.
The sound of the wind would call everyone's attention, though each person would hear it from a different direction, and the group came to a halt. Nadeline was pretty much on her toes, looking this way and that. She did NOT like this place, it felt like a ghost town. As she turned, bow at the ready, she saw what looked like a pool of shadows appear beneath Grant and Wesley. "The floor!" The princess called out, but at that point, what looked like several arms wrapped themselves around the boys' legs, dragging them into the shadows. Could it be Meli? If that was the case, she had a simple solution. "Holy--AH!" She screamed as her casting was cut off by one of the arms grabbing her wrist, pulling her up and off her feet. She dangled in the air helplessly, trying to break free, though more arms would appear and do the same to Savayna.
Emiri fired an arrow into the darkness, only to have it absorbed. As Nadeline struggled, Grant tried to break free, though he spotted something behind Emiri and Jaakuna. "The walls!" He yelled out before he got dragged under. The arms would grab the last pair, and Emiri felt like a dozen people were trying to drag her in. Nadeline let out a scream as she was pulled into the darkness in the ceiling, and Emiri felt herself sinking into the wall as well. The last thing she saw was Jaakuna before she too fell into darkness.
"Oh, I know who you are." Mtra grinned, stopping in front of him. It looked like she had struck a chord, though she did not want to insult him any further. As he mentioned Utena, her grin faded faster than a girl finally realizing she had been stood up on a date. She clucked her tongue and crossed her arms, as if contemplating something. After a moment, her smile returned and she let out a small giggle. "Fallen petals have a use after all, Wolf." She told him rather cryptically. "This garden is one filled with different flowers, and like the rose, they each have their thorns. They have eyes and ears everywhere...just by asking about them you've gotten their attention." She said, uncrossing her arms. "If he IS your son, why not ask him yourself? Though I suppose if you could you wouldn't be talking to lil' ol' me, would you?"
She flipped her hair once more, raising an eyebrow. "What exactly do you need to know?"
The sound of the wind would call everyone's attention, though each person would hear it from a different direction, and the group came to a halt. Nadeline was pretty much on her toes, looking this way and that. She did NOT like this place, it felt like a ghost town. As she turned, bow at the ready, she saw what looked like a pool of shadows appear beneath Grant and Wesley. "The floor!" The princess called out, but at that point, what looked like several arms wrapped themselves around the boys' legs, dragging them into the shadows. Could it be Meli? If that was the case, she had a simple solution. "Holy--AH!" She screamed as her casting was cut off by one of the arms grabbing her wrist, pulling her up and off her feet. She dangled in the air helplessly, trying to break free, though more arms would appear and do the same to Savayna.
Emiri fired an arrow into the darkness, only to have it absorbed. As Nadeline struggled, Grant tried to break free, though he spotted something behind Emiri and Jaakuna. "The walls!" He yelled out before he got dragged under. The arms would grab the last pair, and Emiri felt like a dozen people were trying to drag her in. Nadeline let out a scream as she was pulled into the darkness in the ceiling, and Emiri felt herself sinking into the wall as well. The last thing she saw was Jaakuna before she too fell into darkness.
"Oh, I know who you are." Mtra grinned, stopping in front of him. It looked like she had struck a chord, though she did not want to insult him any further. As he mentioned Utena, her grin faded faster than a girl finally realizing she had been stood up on a date. She clucked her tongue and crossed her arms, as if contemplating something. After a moment, her smile returned and she let out a small giggle. "Fallen petals have a use after all, Wolf." She told him rather cryptically. "This garden is one filled with different flowers, and like the rose, they each have their thorns. They have eyes and ears everywhere...just by asking about them you've gotten their attention." She said, uncrossing her arms. "If he IS your son, why not ask him yourself? Though I suppose if you could you wouldn't be talking to lil' ol' me, would you?"
She flipped her hair once more, raising an eyebrow. "What exactly do you need to know?"
Nadeline sheathed her rapier and let out a cheer for their victory. Both Grant and Emiri would sigh in relief in unison, caught it, looked at one another, and just laughed. Looks like they were in sync today. Still, the entire team was verging on epic today. Chaos would fall to them in no time. For once Emiri was actually looking forward to fighting the Esper. Grant stretched his arms above his head, glad that the battle was short. Nadeline finished cheering and would clap Savayna's shoulder, clearly pleased with the outcome of this battle.
"Alright, let's keep moving, shall we?" Nadeline asked
The three viera stared at Francis for a moment, though he would see both Aloa and Ryua look at Mtra. She gave them both a sheepish smile, though she would nod. At that Aloa would beckon Ryua to follow her. The pair simply walked past Francis, through the Glyph, and there they would reveal the path to their village. Once the viera had crossed, Mtra would place both her hands on her hips, raising an eyebrow. "A lapdog are we now?" Mtra commented lightly, circling Francis. "Hmm, I wonder. What are you really here for?" She asked with a slightly mysterious tone in her voice.
"Alright, let's keep moving, shall we?" Nadeline asked
The three viera stared at Francis for a moment, though he would see both Aloa and Ryua look at Mtra. She gave them both a sheepish smile, though she would nod. At that Aloa would beckon Ryua to follow her. The pair simply walked past Francis, through the Glyph, and there they would reveal the path to their village. Once the viera had crossed, Mtra would place both her hands on her hips, raising an eyebrow. "A lapdog are we now?" Mtra commented lightly, circling Francis. "Hmm, I wonder. What are you really here for?" She asked with a slightly mysterious tone in her voice.
"Look the wrong way you do, Judge of Archadia."
From behind Francis three viera would appear. Two of them were armed with bows, them being Ryua and Mtra, and leading them was none other than Aloa herself. There were not hostile, rather having just come back from a hunt. They approached the judge, Aloa placing her hand on her hip. First Grant, and now Francis von Sicarius was at the doorstep of Eruyt. She personally blamed herself, though would never admit it. The two viera behind her looked at one another, then at Aloa, bows in arms. Aloa would wave her hand lazily, and the pair would place them on their backs, mimicking Aloa and relaxing. Ryua would cross her arms as Mtra flipped her hair.
"Another one here for answers, my oh my, we are popular as of late." Mtra stated, her hand on her cheek.
"Perhaps he too wishes for knowledge of the Keeper of Precepts." Ryua said, clearly more serious than Mtra.
Grant found himself firing shot after shot, only to find the King Bomb eating his bullets. He shook his head, though as he looked next to him he'd find Emiri in a similar situation. The pair looked at one another as Nadeline raised her rapier into the air. "Bravery!" She called, enhancing Grant and Emiri's weapons. After looking at one another once more, the duo began shooting at the King Bomb again while Nadeline went in for the attack. Their attacks certainly seemed more effective this time, though things would change again as the rest of the bombs fell. It let out a mighty roar and charged at the group. Emiri and Grant leapt out of the way, though Nadeline remained stationary. Instead, she braced herself, her hand outstretched. "Protect!" She called, her barrier encircling her, and once the King Bomb crashed against it, she was pushed back.
As this was going on, Grant would clip his gun to his belt, instead bringing out his handbomb. He whistled as he changed the bomb inside, though once he was ready, he looked to see the King Bomb clashing with Nadeline's barrier. He stopped whistling, looking to Emiri. She nodded at him, and he lazily tossed a dozen bombs into the air. Emiri aimed, freezing time and shooting off one arrow for each bomb. As time resumed once more, each arrow struck the bombs, showering the King Bomb with water. Emiri winced lightly, a sharp pain shooting through her head. Seemed it was too soon to start using her power again, but that didn't matter right now. She instead put one hand in the air, a clock appearing beneath Savayna, Wesley, Nadeline, and Jaakuna. "Hastega!" She called, enhancing the four sword users. Nadeline let out a cheer and immediately began slashing at the King Bomb.
From behind Francis three viera would appear. Two of them were armed with bows, them being Ryua and Mtra, and leading them was none other than Aloa herself. There were not hostile, rather having just come back from a hunt. They approached the judge, Aloa placing her hand on her hip. First Grant, and now Francis von Sicarius was at the doorstep of Eruyt. She personally blamed herself, though would never admit it. The two viera behind her looked at one another, then at Aloa, bows in arms. Aloa would wave her hand lazily, and the pair would place them on their backs, mimicking Aloa and relaxing. Ryua would cross her arms as Mtra flipped her hair.
"Another one here for answers, my oh my, we are popular as of late." Mtra stated, her hand on her cheek.
"Perhaps he too wishes for knowledge of the Keeper of Precepts." Ryua said, clearly more serious than Mtra.
Grant found himself firing shot after shot, only to find the King Bomb eating his bullets. He shook his head, though as he looked next to him he'd find Emiri in a similar situation. The pair looked at one another as Nadeline raised her rapier into the air. "Bravery!" She called, enhancing Grant and Emiri's weapons. After looking at one another once more, the duo began shooting at the King Bomb again while Nadeline went in for the attack. Their attacks certainly seemed more effective this time, though things would change again as the rest of the bombs fell. It let out a mighty roar and charged at the group. Emiri and Grant leapt out of the way, though Nadeline remained stationary. Instead, she braced herself, her hand outstretched. "Protect!" She called, her barrier encircling her, and once the King Bomb crashed against it, she was pushed back.
As this was going on, Grant would clip his gun to his belt, instead bringing out his handbomb. He whistled as he changed the bomb inside, though once he was ready, he looked to see the King Bomb clashing with Nadeline's barrier. He stopped whistling, looking to Emiri. She nodded at him, and he lazily tossed a dozen bombs into the air. Emiri aimed, freezing time and shooting off one arrow for each bomb. As time resumed once more, each arrow struck the bombs, showering the King Bomb with water. Emiri winced lightly, a sharp pain shooting through her head. Seemed it was too soon to start using her power again, but that didn't matter right now. She instead put one hand in the air, a clock appearing beneath Savayna, Wesley, Nadeline, and Jaakuna. "Hastega!" She called, enhancing the four sword users. Nadeline let out a cheer and immediately began slashing at the King Bomb.
Artemis looked at the corner of her vision, eyeing the many names and levels revealed to her. It was a pretty stable group, their levels were surprisingly decent, though she found herself at the top. She wasn't exactly pleased at this arrangement, but it was only temporary. Besides, Apollo was right, there was no taking down a boss solo anyway. Apollo grinned, matching names to faces the best he could. He was sure he'd learn them in no time, though. He nodded, clearly pleased, and he waved at each person. "Apollo here, glad to be of service." He joked, placing both his hands behind his head. "That over there is Artemis. I'm actually real glad to meet some people that can kick ass and take names!" He laughed.
Oh my idiot brother, what am I going to do with you? Artemis thought, letting out a small sigh. The blonde then turned to Erios. "Once we're done here I'll be happy to escort you back to town, alright?" She assured her rather gently. "All you have to do is watch out for yourself as best you can. I hope that's alright."
As Waltic would as who would be taking the lead, Artemis thought it was her position to take. "I'll be taking front." Artemis replied to him, walking past the crowd and moving ahead. She caught up to Aura, sparing her a glance. "Try not to get in my way, damsel. Either stay close or hide behind the boys, in case you need rescuing again." She told her, voice practically dripping with sarcasm as she walked ahead, sword at the ready.
Oh my idiot brother, what am I going to do with you? Artemis thought, letting out a small sigh. The blonde then turned to Erios. "Once we're done here I'll be happy to escort you back to town, alright?" She assured her rather gently. "All you have to do is watch out for yourself as best you can. I hope that's alright."
As Waltic would as who would be taking the lead, Artemis thought it was her position to take. "I'll be taking front." Artemis replied to him, walking past the crowd and moving ahead. She caught up to Aura, sparing her a glance. "Try not to get in my way, damsel. Either stay close or hide behind the boys, in case you need rescuing again." She told her, voice practically dripping with sarcasm as she walked ahead, sword at the ready.
Time for action, it seemed. Emiri let out a small sigh as the Salikawood was revealed to them. It definitely had a different feel to it then the Golmore Jungle. She had been here approximately once when she had gone to the Phon Cost for the first time, though it had been a nuisance since some moogles were too lazy to fix the gate. She didn't see any at the moment though. The area certainly earned its name, not a monster to be seen, and it was eerily quiet. She nodded at the rest of the group and decided to take the lead this time, bow and arrow at the ready.
From the Quickened Trace they went to a bridge connecting them to the next section. As they started to cross, Grant though he could hear a noise. As he strained himself to listen, something very large and red popped up, knocking into several trees before landing in front of the group. Emiri squinted her eyes at it, though they quickly widened as it got up. "Oh no." She muttered, pulling back her arrow.
"A Bomb. Great." Grant stated, aiming his gun. "It's got friends, too." He dryly noted as several smaller ones appeared.
"Kill them fast, before they explode and burn down the bridge." Emiri instructed, firing off an arrow.
From the Quickened Trace they went to a bridge connecting them to the next section. As they started to cross, Grant though he could hear a noise. As he strained himself to listen, something very large and red popped up, knocking into several trees before landing in front of the group. Emiri squinted her eyes at it, though they quickly widened as it got up. "Oh no." She muttered, pulling back her arrow.
"A Bomb. Great." Grant stated, aiming his gun. "It's got friends, too." He dryly noted as several smaller ones appeared.
"Kill them fast, before they explode and burn down the bridge." Emiri instructed, firing off an arrow.
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Charlotte didn't think she was being formal. Still, that thought was put on hold as he would lay out the plan. It seemed well thought out, though she felt slightly useless as she had nothing to offer. When he asked if she could use Thunder from a distance, she nodded, though shook her head when he would ask if she had any opinions on it. It sounded solid enough, only thing left to do was execute it--and that was always the more difficult part, of course. Xerox's little pet had detected the enemy ahead. What was it again? A Moomba? A Moogle? She knew its name was Rue...or at least, she thought it was. Either way she eyed it warily, surprised he could understand it. Either way there would be six of them ahead. She was somewhat itching for a fight, so she saw it as an opportunity.
"A fight it is, then." She commented lightly, her rapier at the ready.
"A fight it is, then." She commented lightly, her rapier at the ready.
Francis offered to go to Eruyt to consult the viera. Roman thought this was a good idea. "Provided we are not to be blamed for it, I think it a wise decision." He stated, looking at the pair. "Of course the Viera are widely known as isolationists and very disinterested in Hume affairs...seeing as how this affects Ivalice as a whole, they could either be more willing to cooperate...or more hostile." He warned him. "Hm, if only Vlyn was around...still, I am sure you would at least be able to speak to one of their representatives, hopefully get some answers."
Grant didn't want to laugh at Jaakuna, but he could not help but smile as he watched him fall. There was a reason chairs were made with two legs, not four. Emiri copied Savayna and simply shook her head, watching him pick himself up from the floor.
"I see." Nadeline replied, now understanding Wesley's sensitivity to the topic. For one reason or another, she couldn't help but remember Savayna's words from Giruvegan. She truly underestimated how lucky she was after all. She still had both her parents, no siblings, her loved ones were all close to her. Yet Wesley suffered immensely, with a distant mother and having lost his brother and father. Everyone in their group had lost something to an extent. Jaakuna lost his home for a long time, Grant lost his brother and his parents, Savayna lost her title, Emiri lost her relationship with her own parents. That just left the spoiled little princess that was her.
Grant didn't want to laugh at Jaakuna, but he could not help but smile as he watched him fall. There was a reason chairs were made with two legs, not four. Emiri copied Savayna and simply shook her head, watching him pick himself up from the floor.
"I see." Nadeline replied, now understanding Wesley's sensitivity to the topic. For one reason or another, she couldn't help but remember Savayna's words from Giruvegan. She truly underestimated how lucky she was after all. She still had both her parents, no siblings, her loved ones were all close to her. Yet Wesley suffered immensely, with a distant mother and having lost his brother and father. Everyone in their group had lost something to an extent. Jaakuna lost his home for a long time, Grant lost his brother and his parents, Savayna lost her title, Emiri lost her relationship with her own parents. That just left the spoiled little princess that was her.
Will have a post up for today, apologies, 15 page essays do that to me ;A;
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