8th oath of the moment: Of their lives in the Ruins of their cities

[lunawolves10th]

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[doudemoe]

Only time can tell.

[Have a really tired and ragged Minato stand next to you.]

[lunawolves10th]

[he removes his helmet, and smiles weakly as he mag-clamps it to his waist]

"Ah. Yes. We all must endure then." [he queries.]

"Is your friend well? The one with the yellow eyes?"

[doudemoe]

I don't know.

[He hasn't seen her since the Dairy collapsed. And he'd been too caught up fighting the Milkman to look for her.]

[lunawolves10th]

"Ah, well, she is likely alive if nothing else. She seemed an interesting sort."

[doudemoe]

That's...one way of putting her.

[He looks over the ruins of Mayfield, face tired but still firm.]

[lunawolves10th]

"And how would you define her?"

[doudemoe]

Hmm? She's....[knowledgeable?][helpful?][eccentric?][confusing?][just plain crazy?] strange, but she means well.

[lunawolves10th]

"I see."

[he looks over the ruins, adjusting the grip on his battle-banner.]

"I am glad we freed the souls of our friends, at least."

[doudemoe]

[Minato nods affirmatively. And then he yawns. This has been an exhausting week for him.]

[lunawolves10th]

[Garviel will offer him a supporting hand if he needs help staying upright.]

[doudemoe]

[He won't protest, as by this point he's mostly staying up by sheer willpower.]

[lunawolves10th]

"Why did your friend call me the Knight of Swords?"

[doudemoe]

[Huh?---Oh] She likes to categorize people by the Tarot.

[lunawolves10th]

"What are Tarot?"

[doudemoe]

You don't know?

They're fortune-telling cards.

[lunawolves10th]

"No. I see. We do not really put faith in such things, in the Imperium. They smack of the superstitions of old night, and as such, are frowned upon at best."