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[scarbycat]

[There's a figure stalking limping through the streets of Satellite, frowning to himself.]

This doesn't feel like...

[He pauses. Is that... Fubuki he feels around here?]

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[m_for_mischief]

[And here is a Crow, sitting on a second-story fire escape.]

[scarbycat]

[Darkness glances up.]

...you know Fubuki. My Fubuki.

[m_for_mischief]

. . . huh? [Sorry, he's slow.]

[scarbycat]

I can feel him on you. Fubuki. Ruby.

You, I don't know though.