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[ Naraku is siting cross legged, his white cloak's hood down. He's sitting entirely still, his eyes closed, but a wry smile across his face. He's sitting like this for almost two minutes, entirely still; even his breathing seems slow. Finally, Naraku opens his eyes, and the room he's in goes from eerily silent, to incredibly loud in less than a second; those of you who have your volume up high, enjoy your headache. Then the screen is full of small, golden bodies buzzing around, obscuring even Naraku's form. And then, they're gone, having flown out of open windows, and the feed ends. ]
