FIFTY-THREE : time

[wristsniper]

[Action: Makeout Point, sunrise and morning]

[Don't ask her how she's turned common household goods into a sparring dummy, but she has, and she's driven it up to the point to take a few swings at it. Variously, she can be seen essentially kickboxing with it, and practicing sword hits in an elegant style with the broad side of her sword. The

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[sturmbahnfurher]

To fight.

[wristsniper]

Base. At least you're honest.

[sturmbahnfurher]

Lying gets us nowhere.

Why do you fight?

[wristsniper]

I fight to return to what is rightfully mine--my life. Isn't that the only reason for any of us to care where we are?

[sturmbahnfurher]

I should suppose so!

To be fair, my life follows me wherever I might go.

[wristsniper]

Good point. But some of us have higher goals.

[sturmbahnfurher]

Then let us hope those goals do not clash with mine.

[wristsniper]

If they do, I'm not concerned.

[sturmbahnfurher]

Nor am I.

[wristsniper]

But don't think about getting in my way. I've lost count of the bodies in my wake.