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[Given the snow and the cold, it might come as something of a surprise to find a set of coats tossed to the side. But this is exactly the thing anyone wandering past the lakeshore will find: a pair of Organization coats lying ownerless in the snow. Or maybe not quite ownerless. There is a pair of Nobodies nearby, although anyone who knows Xigbar and Xaldin might be surprised at what they find.
You see, the Freeshooter and the Lancer seem to have taken it in their heads to kill the other; Xaldin has all three of his lances and both of Xigbar's guns are spitting bullets. They've been at this a while, and even though the snow beneath them is spotted with blood neither of them is willing to stop. Whatever caused such a fight is clearly not something that can be solved by fighting to first blood.
What that cause is? Well, you're welcome to ask. Or you could just watch the odd and deadly grace of it all (there goes Xigbar using one of Xaldin's spears as a jump point for a handstand, as his guns rain deadly hail and Xaldin calls up a storm-wind to answer). It's up to you.]
You see, the Freeshooter and the Lancer seem to have taken it in their heads to kill the other; Xaldin has all three of his lances and both of Xigbar's guns are spitting bullets. They've been at this a while, and even though the snow beneath them is spotted with blood neither of them is willing to stop. Whatever caused such a fight is clearly not something that can be solved by fighting to first blood.
What that cause is? Well, you're welcome to ask. Or you could just watch the odd and deadly grace of it all (there goes Xigbar using one of Xaldin's spears as a jump point for a handstand, as his guns rain deadly hail and Xaldin calls up a storm-wind to answer). It's up to you.]