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[Although it's time to leave via the shuttle...Seta insists that everyone goes ahead first; she won't take long. She's dismissed her Craft and returned to the place where Kazan was slain, mainly hoping to run into Astara...but she's all but disappeared.
What is still there though, is something only Kijin can perceive. Just like it was with the gold dragon, Ilnaha, before - the phoenix's soul remains, as it should be. Before she goes around wondering what happened to all the lesser Kijin that disappeared, this was something important that she had to do.]

I apologize for this...
[She raises a hand towards the distortion, and it is absorbed into her palm as a ball of light, which soon transforms into daisho - in this case comprised of a long katana and a wakizashi - sheathed in black metal scabbards on the left of her coat's waist.
Seta decides to try them out a bit too, quick-drawing both and making several clean slices through the air. The blades seem to have a fiery glimmer to them. Using these is not something alien to her, and she finds that they can combine in two ways - by the pommels to form a dual-ended blade, or side-by-side to form a larger sword.
Once she's satisfied, she quickly twirls and sheathes both, in proper fashion for such blades as it should be done, and they vanish in a ribbon of flames.]
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2. (Open - takes place after returning to base.)

[Despite the relative success of the mission, the Zhar Battalion surviving and all, something still troubles Seta. She's been trying to cheer herself up by watching a children's show starring an indescribable, silly-looking creature.
She knows she still owes Kei an explanation, at least. But at the same time, she's just as confused about what is really going on. There was no opportunity to ask Astara either...]
...Just...what are you up to...?
[Although it's time to leave via the shuttle...Seta insists that everyone goes ahead first; she won't take long. She's dismissed her Craft and returned to the place where Kazan was slain, mainly hoping to run into Astara...but she's all but disappeared.
What is still there though, is something only Kijin can perceive. Just like it was with the gold dragon, Ilnaha, before - the phoenix's soul remains, as it should be. Before she goes around wondering what happened to all the lesser Kijin that disappeared, this was something important that she had to do.]
I apologize for this...
[She raises a hand towards the distortion, and it is absorbed into her palm as a ball of light, which soon transforms into daisho - in this case comprised of a long katana and a wakizashi - sheathed in black metal scabbards on the left of her coat's waist.
Seta decides to try them out a bit too, quick-drawing both and making several clean slices through the air. The blades seem to have a fiery glimmer to them. Using these is not something alien to her, and she finds that they can combine in two ways - by the pommels to form a dual-ended blade, or side-by-side to form a larger sword.
Once she's satisfied, she quickly twirls and sheathes both, in proper fashion for such blades as it should be done, and they vanish in a ribbon of flames.]
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2. (Open - takes place after returning to base.)
[Despite the relative success of the mission, the Zhar Battalion surviving and all, something still troubles Seta. She's been trying to cheer herself up by watching a children's show starring an indescribable, silly-looking creature.
She knows she still owes Kei an explanation, at least. But at the same time, she's just as confused about what is really going on. There was no opportunity to ask Astara either...]
...Just...what are you up to...?
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[There were some careful, if heavy sounding steps close by. The voice that spoke out was downright hesitant as well.]
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Can I help you...?
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[Leos laughs nervously. He still had the jitters from way back when. The eyes still creeped him out.]
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Just...tired...
[And very afraid that you'll freak out on her again. But, small details.]
...Are you?
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I have been watching it for years...
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[Izuru stares at the screen for a few moments.]
What is it about?
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[She points at...whatever that red thing is supposed to be.]
...He is rather silly at times...
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Who were you apologizing to?
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Um...well...that is...
[No, she has no idea how to explain this...at least not while in a panic from being overheard.]
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It wouldn't be the first time a Unity Group member confided me with something serious either.
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These...
[In a small winding stream of flames, the two swords she had just obtained, materialize - both still sheathed in their respective scabbards.]
When I took in the soul of that Kijin, it assumed this form.
...I apologized...because he wished to be laid to rest. Now, part of him never will.
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[Point.]
...It is one of my favorite programs.
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What is this about, in more detail? I don't think I ever heard about it before.
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[Kei didn't appear to be up to much, she was just quietly approaching carrying two plates with a slice of cake on each. Cake that by the look of it she had baked herself.]
Can I have a seat as well?
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[Well, she's certainly never seen cake quite like that before...]
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[Kei took the seat offered, placing one of the plates in front of Seta's seat, before taking a bite herself.]
Feeling better?
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How she managed to eat something so sweet that quickly is a mystery.]
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[Yuuya settles into a seat near Seta and glances at the screen.]
Didn't know they still made this cartoon, I remember watching it as a kid. Guess some things just never quite die out do they?
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[She doesn't finish though, because Chop-kun.]
I suppose...but I do not know if many people still watch this now...
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Are the two of you going to be alright?
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There are too many unanswered questions...
Moreover...
[She looks hesitant to continue.]
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