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It seemed like it was another lazy, somewhat-boring day. It was still worrisome: was things alright? Were they still needed? Going for so long without anything happening was making her feel at edge - something Sasami shouldn't be doing as she's a kid.

In response, she opted to head for the Sensoriums to relieve some of the boredom. In rapid succession, she opted to play through different scenarios - a cooking contest, a somewhat-familiar magical girl adventure or two and a few where she was the hero and saved everyone. It was fun and all, but the fact that a lot of those adventures were dragging images of her old friends and family had started to upset her. At this point, it seemed that she was never going to be reunited with any of them...

...shaking her head, she shoved those thoughts out. She couldn't be thinking about that, not now. There was still the possibility that they were in there. Right now, she needed something to get her mind off of that. The room growing blank, she felt the gravity be shut off and letting her float in the air. The various events she had been in had worked her hairbands loose enough that, when she started floating, they came undone and let her hair hang loose... and frankly, she enjoyed it. Though, it was lonely in here...

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"Nothing's too stupid to ask, Hit Girl." Sasami admitted. "What were they?"

"Maybe its not that its stupid, but useless to even think about," Hit Girl said. She drifted a moment, silently contemplating. "Like, you never start thinking about how you're raised and how tough it was or anything, you just live through it, right? That's what kids do, they make the best of what they have. Then one day someone says some fucking thing, and you suddenly start asking yourself how things would have been if."

She shook her head. "I sort of wonder what life might have been if I had my mother around."

"I see..."

Admittedly, Sasami did kind of have those feelings - long ago, Sasami had found herself bouncing from one alternate universe to the next thanks to one of Washu's machines, each of them stranger than the next. The one she created - where she was a magical girl unlike the ones running around - was probably one of the ones she wondered if she stayed there.

She started to float around, positioning herself so that Hit Girl's head was on her lap. "...the only thing I could think of was that, well... you wouldn't be you..."

"Well yeah, that's why its even retarded to think about," Hit Girl remarked. "If I had been normal, and it'd be me, mom and dad, the Ohm would have eaten us up and I wouldn't even be on this ship. Granted, I already accept the fact the reason I'm here is because I'm needed to kick ass or I would have been left, but whatever, right? I'm here, that's the important thing."

She shook her head. "There was this weird statue thing and it just started showing me and my friends all this shit. Showed me dad, and then him right before he died and stuff. It was..."

Well how was it? She didn't even know what to call it.

"I don't think that's easy to put it." Sasami admitted. "I mean, I really don't have much that could help the crew, yet here I am. Granted, I'm trying to help people get situated and I'm training and all, but... that's about it."

She noticed Hit Girl's hesitation and stopped her. "It's okay... you don't have to say anything..." she couldn't help but smile a bit - the way she has been caring and making sure everyone was alright, one could say she was fit to be a mother of some sort...

"It's more like trying to find the right word for it," Hit Girl said. "I mean, its not like its just regret or anger or something like that, I'm just sorta scrambling for the right words and failing. "It's not a good memory. but dad when out exactly how he woulda wanted: making sure I was all right, right until the end."

She did notice that about Sasami, and awkwardly patted her shoulder. "How've you been, Sasami?"

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Sasami understood what she was getting at. It was utterly awkward and unpleasant for Hit Girl to think of. It was probably for the best that she'd drop the subject.

"I'm alright. Just trying to pass the time away again." Sasami said, nodding. "Don't worry, I'll be fine myself...!"

"I'll take your word for it," she said, shrugging. "Hey, didn't you want to get training or something?"

Sasami blinked. "Oh, that's right, I did...! Um... would you be willing, though?"

Hit Girl gave her a look. "I wouldn't have mentioned it again if I didn't want to. But I am going to warn you: I'm not like Negi, and I would know, since he teaches me too. My dad wasn't easy on me, he shot at me and made sure I'd be able to survive if I had to. A hero in my world doesn't have magic or power ups: they have their surroundings, their guts, and their weapons."

She looked Sasami straight in the eye. "You think you can learn that way?"

Sasami took into consideration what Hit Girl had said. On one hand, it felt wrong to do this, like she could handle it on her own, but with something like the Ohm, well...

"Yeah. Yeah, I think I can."

Hit Girl stared at Sasami a moment. She was serious, wasn't she? Well, in that case, best to set a good time for them.

"Meet me in the Sensorium two days from now, at o six hundred hours. Don;t be late."

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