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[It takes Schneizel a minute to realize that there is no table on his private plane to place the nonexistent wine glass, in his hands, on. In fact, there is no plane and he's quite safely standing on the ground, all but bemused with the current situation.]

Ah? Well I must have been so caught up in my thoughts, for I haven't even realized that we

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Who're you?

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Schneizel el Britannia, miss. I've just arrived.

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Well hi. Nice to meeeet you.

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Likewise, miss...ah?

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Edward!

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Edward? I hope you don't mind me saying this, but that's quite an odd name for a young lady. Nevertheless, thank you for your greeting.

I take it you have been in Template long?

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Lots of people say that.

Yeeeeah, but not as long as some people.

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Ah, I see. I hope I do not stay too long.

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Nobody really does, but nobody really has a choice.

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Free will, eh? [The irony of it all~.] Not a very polite place, is it?

At least it has provided me with the company of my brother.

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No, not very nice at all.

...your brother's here?

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Yes, my brother Clovis. He had been gone for a while in my own world.

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Oh him. He wasn't being very nice.

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Oh, really? You'll have to excuse him. It's been a...trying time for us, dear. He's just a bit defensive.

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[Oh now she's curious.]

What happened?

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I do not wish to give too many details, miss Edward, but it seems that the one who indirectly caused his death is here in Template.