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Respond as soon as you get this.
We need to talk.
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[Locked to Usagi - Written]
I heard the warnings.
What's happened?
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Next month marks a year.
[A pause, then a frustrated sort of sigh escapes him.] Why is it that some people stay for so long and others are only here for a few weeks?
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[Hmm. He can probably take out a couple dozen humans in the bar, right?]
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[He kicks his feet... oh Kunzite, don't get yourself kicked out of the bar. D8]
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Perhaps it would be best for us to dine in.
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I'll get started on something right away.
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He seems to have come to a firm conclusion based upon his experiences outside today.]
There are too many humans in this village.
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... Oh, that won't do.]
What happened, Master Kunzite?
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[He takes a look at the setting Zoisite has created...not something he instinctively has an appreciation for, but he has a feel for what Zoisite likes, by now; it's become something of a second nature. So he contemplates the little table and the mundane room around it, and waves his hand a bit, ushering in a small illusion.
Zoisite's work with the flowers and candles is left intact, but the room itself is replaced by a starlit terrace overlooking a garden with white flowers that glow faintly in the night.
Not that he has any natural appreciation for these things. It's all completely learned.]
Anyway, no need to bow to the limitations of our surroundings. [He crosses his arms a bit proudly; the illusion was a bit harder to pull off than usual, and if you look closely, it's more translucent as well]
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