Summertime [Open]

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Zouichi sat by a the mirrored black water of a small pond. Nearby, a wisteria plant was coming into bloom, dangling its delicate, curved violet flowers toward the earth.

As promised, a tray of chilled watermelon slices was set to the side, near the wooden steps leading down to the garden and free for any passersby to take. For his part, however, Zouichi occupied himself with feeding a small group of googly-eyed baby goldfish, who darted back and forth through the water to gobble up stray flakes of fish food.

It was nice to take a break from exploding ghost wolves lions once in a while.

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"I just said it was possible, did I not?" She huffed just once, as if her knowledge was being questioned.

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Alendian, you really have to be more clear with your sentences. You can't just swap subjects mid-sentence with no signifier. What do you think this is, Japanese?

"So you're saying someone else can retrieve the Daligig, while you handle their bodyguards."

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Learn to Eldar, Zouichi.

"That is the possibility I mentioned, yes. I will only perform that action if the Farseer deems it necessary of me though."

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"Fair enough." The important thing was to have a plan. And of course, they hadn't yet gathered all the information they'd need...

He picked up his gloves, then settled on the other side of the bank. He'd said what he'd needed to.

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That was good because Alendian wasn't exactly Miss Conversationalist. She kept eating her watermelon slice.