Storybook Thirteen; [action]

[redroseprince]

[The town is a lot more desolate with people gone for the draft. All in all, she's a bit agitated at the serious air that had settled upon Luceti; non-combatants had gone along with completely capable people - what if she were next? The thought made her blood run cold

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[amazingasa1ways]

[Mitsuru is always tense whenever draft time comes around, and right now, she's looking for ways to distract herself rather than spend all her time thinking about how Minato or any of her other friends are doing at this very moment. So when she sees Jennifer with a tennis racket, she addresses the girl with a rather forced cheery tone.]

You play?

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[redroseprince]

[Let's see. A beautiful, red-haired woman with a regal air about her.

No matter how cheery she may sound, Jennifer is naturally on guard. Sorry, Mitsuru. She can't help but think of Diana.]

...I-I'm afraid not.

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[amazingasa1ways]

[Mitsuru doesn't notice the wariness just yet.]

I see. Are you planning to learn?

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[redroseprince]

I...I suppose I could...

[Please let this be the right answer. She's still not looking at her. ;A;]

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[amazingasa1ways]

[HOW DARE SHE NOT LOOK AT HER.8|]

Oh? Was that not what you intended to do with that racket?

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[redroseprince]

[BECAUSE YOU'RE SCARY.]

...It just seemed familiar...I'm sorry.

[The apology just sort of automatically comes out.]

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[amazingasa1ways]

[Blink. This girl is strange.]

Why are you apologizing?

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[redroseprince]

[...Urk. She opens her mouth again, probably to apologize some more, but then she shuts it again. And just fidgets.

So now she'll stand here and look uncomfortable.]

Um...

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[amazingasa1ways]

[Now Mitsuru looks concerned. She takes a step forward.]

Are you all right?