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[imatreenow]

[A peaceful melody played on a panpipe can be heard through the journal, or by anyone who happens to be passing by House 52 this afternoon. Veteran residents may recognize this particular tune as one that Martel played on occassion during her stay in Luceti, but to Mithos it is simply the song his sister would play to comfort him all those many,

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[not_klonoa]

[The forest happens to be Presea's favorite place in Luceti, and she was just filling her pack with bits of scrap wood to make carvings and charms with that the sound from afar - picked up by her heightened senses - makes her look up. That most certainly wasn't a natural sound of the forest...

Curious, and drawn in by the song, the girl approaches. She's donning her new jacket Taokaka gave to her, but the hood is down so she could see more clearly. That song didn't sound familiar, but there was an odd, comforting feeling she received from just listening to it.

Feel free to notice her approach, Mithos, Presea isn't exactly trying to stay hidden.]

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[imatreenow]

[As Mithos continues to play, he sees movement from out of the corner of his eye. He pauses, the melody derailing in the middle of a phrase, and turns his head to appraise whoever approaches. To his great surprise and equally great displeasure, it is one from Lloyd's group. Presea. His eyes narrow and he climbs to his feet.]

What do you want?

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[not_klonoa]

[Rather unfortunately for Presea, she has absolutely no idea that she's just wandered into the proximity of a rather dangerous foe from her future. Instead, she keeps her distance - deterred by his stern voice and that look - and bows her head apologetically.]

My apologies...I did not mean to intrude. I was drawn to the song. You play very well.

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[imatreenow]

[Her behavior is curious. Who apologizes to an enemy? That's what they are to each other. Mithos scowls at her comment. Why does everyone insist upon cloying into his precious memories of his sister? Don't they realize they are completely unwelcome?]

Why are you apologizing? You already destroyed Martel, everything I worked for, everything she wished for.

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[not_klonoa]

What?

[Her tone doesn't sound malicious, just...confused. Martel? Yes, she remembers Martel. The woman was the only one Presea ever felt most comfortable towards, even without her heart. She shakes her head slowly. She didn't destroy anyone...did she?]

Yo must be...from my future. I--did I...harm Martel?

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[imatreenow]

[Now he understands - the Malnosso not only bring people from different worlds, but from different times within the same world. She does not even know who he is, or what she's done. She has no idea of her part in taking Martel away from him, she feels no guilt, and the thought makes Mithos' insides twist in anger.]

All of you did. You couldn't let me be happy with my sister. You couldn't let us have our own world!

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[not_klonoa]

[Presea could sense this person's hostility, and any other time, she would have already had her hand of the handle of her axe as a precaution, but now... She was confused. She didn't understand what he was speaking of. Their own world? Martel was the goddess of legend back in Tethe'Alla...did she really exist as a person? It was possible, yes; Presea remembered her from before, but...]

I-I do not fully comprehand the situation...so I cannot sincerely apologize, but I...I do not wish to harm anyone unnecessarily...

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[imatreenow]

It doesn't matter if you apologize. Do you think I would forgive you? [Spoken as if this is the most ridiculously unfathomable concept ever - and it is. She should understand. Wasn't her sister murdered too?]

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[not_klonoa]

...No. If I willingly harm Martel somehow in the future...then I have no right to ask forgiveness, but...I--

[Presea doesn't know what else to say. She wished only to understand. She was so far behind everyone else, and it was really starting to show. If she hurt someone she trusted, Presea at least wanted to know how and why. But would that alter anything, if she knew? There were too many unknowns.

Not knowing what else to do or say, Presea turns her head away from the boy and remained silent. She should leave, shouldn't she? Was that all right?]

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[imatreenow]

If you understand that much, you should also understand that you aren't welcome. [Heavy emphasis on the last two words. One who had helped to destroy his and Martel's dreams...is definitely unwanted anywhere near his reminiscing. It's sickening...]

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[not_klonoa]

[Presea nods mutely and begins to wander back into the forest once more, without a word. There was nothing else she could or should have said anymore at that point. It would have just been an excuse. So, she leaves, tugging on the hood of her jacket once she's far away enough.]