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Oh yeah! If you ask me, it's way past time we put our heads together and got to work on this. I'd say "ready when you are," but let's be honest. I've been ready since the day I was born!

So come on, already- Let's get on finding me that new assignment. Say what you want, but it's disuse that's makin' me rusty.

Reviewing won't take you that much longer, anyway, will it? You can just, uh, skip the ugly stuff, y'know. Right?

...Hey! But this doesn't mean you can just forget everything else I've got going for me, either. I mean, I'm pretty sure somebody once told me it's rude to keep people waiting.

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Interesting. The Marquis de Blois believed that barring a Grey Wolf from the outside world would sharpen her skills.

You seem like such an annoying person, really. If I were your Mundane, I would watch your times of hardship over and over and over. Just to wash away the bad taste left by your

idiocy.

And that makes two of you!

Honestly, mundane, why so eager to hit that button? I wasn't even finished talking.

Woah! Ouch. What'd I do to deserve all that?

Why don't you try getting to know me, before you go making any snap decisions? I'll have you know, I'm a totally awesome guy.

Yeah, and cut your mun some slack, too. She's probably just having trouble handling all that patented SOLDIER charm.

It's not that I can't appreciate your eagerness, but preparation and forethought are of great service to a SOLDIER, no matter the assignment.

A full and proper review would be best.

...Yeah. Doesn't mean I have to like it.

There are a lot of things I'd rather not relive.

It's unnecessary.

From the moment you opened your mouth and let loose the floodgates of idiocy, I already knew.

... you are indeed large, but I would not say that you are awesome. [What is modern slang. You are speaking to a girl from the mid 1920's. :| ]

Take your ostentatious strutting elsewhere, you blue-feathered peacock. I'm not interested in the misdirected shaking of your tail-feathers.

... SOLDIER?

Are you saying you are one?

[ S-So harsh. He can only wince... (Although, ha ha, that peacock part is pretty cute - okay though maybe he's smart enough to know not to say something about it.)

The flood of insults is easy to shake off, anyway, because she's already giving him another opportunity to boast. ]

That's right! Zack Fair, SOLDIER First Class, at your service. [ STRIKING A POSE AW YEAHH ] We're about as far from idiots as you can get, as a matter of fact.

It will stand you in good stead. As you say, it won't take long. Only a little more time to wait. Preparation is a tool in battle, impatience a hindrance.

Unpleasant truths should be faced. At least you're permitted to know your full history.

Interesting.

I have a friend who used to boast quite frequently about being "the third son of an imperial soldier." It was very aggravating. However, he has been doing it less and less lately. I take it as a sign of his developing maturity.

I can only hope you will someday grow to be as mature as that fifteen year old. But I shan't hold my breath.

[ oh gosh is it lecture o'clock already ]

Don't think I wouldn't have it the other way, if I could.

Anyway, it's not like I'm goin' charging in head down, eyes shut. Got standards. I won't just pretend none of it happened, either.

There's a pretty big difference between being the son of a soldier and becoming one yourself, though. I'd say I've earned the right to mention it, once in a while!

[ or constantly WHO'S KEEPING CHECK ]

Bet you there's no imperial soldier who can hold his own against the kind of thing a real SOLDIER faces every day.

... in the second storm, he will serve.

[You earn a glare.]

That attitude is unbecoming. Regardless of your strength, you pale in comparision.

Huh?

[ Okay that sets him back a little. ]

What's that supposed to mean?

[It's lecture o'clock when you're in need of a lecture, mister. Well, at least his lectures aren't about honor and dreams.]

I wouldn't. [He wants to know everything! Even though he is not allowed.]

The events that we experience shape our characters, so they must be well known.

That said, as a SOLDIER, I don't doubt you can cope with the challenges that lie ahead. Though I fail to see why you're so eager for a mission of this kind.

In my home village, there is a day during the Summer Festival where the voices of the ancestors speak through the Elder, to answer the questions of the children.

Both Kujou and I asked the same question.

And the ancestors gave us the same answer.

[Her voice is as cool and steady as always, but she closes her eyes and goes quiet for a moment.]

"You will not die together. Years from now, this world will be shaken by a strong gale. Your bodies are light. The gale will surely separate you both. But fear not! Your hearts will never be apart."

... that is what the Elder said.

Do you want to know how I know this to be true?

It was the reason for my birth. The only reason my father sought out my mother, a Grey Wolf, and had me. It was in preparation for that storm.

I was born a tool for the storm.

[ oops, you know what this means; everybody take two shots! ]

Yeah, yeah. [ dismissive, but not unkindly so. ]

Uh, but what's to get? I just wanna get out there and do some good! Maybe see the world before I'm old and grey. [ ha ha ] Maybe see a few of the familiar faces I've been missing.

You know me, man. I'm a simple kinda guy like that.

So... What? You guys are doomed just because somebody else says so?

[ The words may still be coarse and ungentle, but his tone of voice is anything but. ]

You make your own future. If you want to be together, you do everything you can to be, and you don't stop for anybody.

You're a person, not anybody's tool.

[damn this fatal drinking game!]

I'm so pleased you're already aware of the fact. [A little dryness there.]

I find there's usually more that's frustrating and pointless than productive or beneficial where these kinds of assignments are concerned. You already do such things as you described in SOLIDER, don't you? [You already have responsibilities, and you don't want to accidentally have fun or something terrible like that.]

Yes, I know you.

[She blinks and tears started brimming in the corners of her eyes.]

... you really are an idiot. Those words could only come from someone foolish enough to believe them.

It's not that simple...!

They're going to take Kujou away. They're going to send him back to Japan.

As a display of power, they sought to capture the Monstre Charmant and killed her rabbit protector. But, after the rabbit was slain, they found her dead. Because the rabbit was her heart, so she died the moment he did.

They're going to carve out my heart... and send him to war.

He's young. He's young and stupid and smaller than his brothers! He's every bit as stupid as you are.

If he dies... if he dies, like the Monstre Charmant, I will...

The Marquis de Blois works for the King.

The Academy I study at... the place I'm confined to... is a secret armoury for the kingdom.

Everything is in their hands.

Kujou will be sent back when the storm begins and I will play my part in that same storm.

Do you really believe... that the two of us can stand up against two nations who want to divide and use us?

Even with my wellspring of wisdom, I can find no answer as simple as that.

Right! Let's forget all the bad stuff. This is for fun. You'd think muns would remember that better.

What a can-do attitude you got there, kid!

How do you do it?

Exactly! We're never gonna get anywhere, if we spend all our time thinkin' about the bad. Going over all my good memories is more than enough, if you ask me.

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