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[book_of_swords]

*Yue wandered into a very odd traincar. Filled with training dumies, and other tools for honing the art of combat.*

Hmm.

*Yue opened her book*

Map.

*A brilliant Three-Dimensional representation of a map filled the room. The train was horribly distorted with no rhyme, reason, or sanity to the train's design. Points she knows connect do not appear

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HTML fail. >_>;;;

[pokekyon]

... Did a three dimensional map just come out of that book!?

Yeah... I'd almost prefer to have Haruhi dragging me around again at this point...

[book_of_swords]

* The map flickers and shifts again, the train distorting even more. *

Is that still an almost... whoever you are?

Because I'd rather fight Voldo again...

* Closes her book and holsters it. *

[pokekyon]

They call me Kyon.

And as long as I'm here, I don't need to constantly worry about keeping the universe from imploding.

[book_of_swords]

Ayase Yue.

While I am free from hunting the Soul Edge here, I do feel a bit... useless, trapped on this rolling caravan of metal.

[bluebirdarcher]

It's a headache, but there's worse.

[book_of_swords]

Even at home, I did know which way was North. Even during the thick of combat.

[bluebirdarcher]

It could be a problem if you're trying to make sure that no one's in the way in the next car over.

[book_of_swords]

It could be a problem knowing where the dining car is, It's moved four times today.