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Enzo's been buggin' me to get new pictures since I'm gonna be sticking around here.

So I got new pictures. Couple'a things.

1) Can I get a headcount on all the Signers here? Also, sorry if I set your arm on fire a couple weeks ago.
2) Haita. Juudai. Need to talk to you.
3) No, you cannot ask about my ears in the pictures. Not even if you're really, really curious.
4) They make any good games in the last three years or is it all just goat simulator and shooter shit.

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I'll let the guards know you're coming then, or else they'll try to turn you into swiss cheese.

....Noriko has guards, now?

Mom has an entire undead army now, that she uses as "The Help".

...I can see that.

I'll be there soon.

::After you get past the entrance gate, and then front door (which had a pair of Samasus that make you think they're bugs), as something about the windows keep giving off this dangerous "might kill you" vibe, you find yourself staring down a very very long hallway with plush carpeting and very nice walls.::

[For the first time today, she avoids the windows.

Once she's past the front door, she looks around, a little uncomfortable.]

Guess it wouldn't be Noriko if things were humble.

I think for her this is humble.

::Steps out of a hallway you didn't see, wearing a black dress and a pair of black slippers. In the corner of your eye, you see a Samasu dressed in traditional clothes nearby, near a door a bit away, but damned if the geography of this place wants to stay oriented properly.::

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Guess so. I should probably be happy the carpets aren't solid gold.

[...she approaches.]

...I hear you're going by Akae, now.

::Ponders that as she stands there a bit awkwardly. Gold would be conductive for computers and electrical defenses...::

Yeah, turns out you legally can't be named Akuma because it's inhumane to the child or some shit.

S'fine. It's a nice name. I like it.

...she take good care of you?

... Extremely well, she basically weathered through all of my temper tantrums. For whatever reason, she's treated me basically as if I was her own child. Even sent me back to high school to mellow out and get an actual education that wasn't hating everything in sight...

So yes. And now, I have my own baby brother...

::... Light tears roll down her cheeks.::

I'm sorry...

...it's okay.

[She approaches enough to, tentatively, put a hand on her shoulder.]

...

I'm glad you've been able to make friends. And have a normal life for a while.

::Laughs a bit, crying still...::

I plan to stick to it. Heck, I'm actual Pro Dueling again, and I'm grinding fifth rate trash into the ground.

I bet it all sounds boring to you, Ms. Goes Off On Adventure And Became A Ranger.

[Somewhat wryly:] Compared to hanging out with fruits and veggies all day? Sounds pretty nice.

...I'm glad you're dueling. You were always really good at it.

Yeah. ... I somehow got into a rivalry with the Blue Haired Grave.

::Scratches her head a bit awkwardly.::

And it sounds nice?

It sounds like...you're stable. And happy. The kind of life you and Hikari always deserved.

The...kind of life I could never make for you.

... We should get something to eat. Anything you specifically want prepared?

::Starts walking down the hall, probably in slippers..::

And did you intentionally get posted to Earth?

[She follows after.] No. Anything's fine.

[Then the second question comes and she hesitates, briefly.]

...no.

My captain assigned me here. He thought an Earth native would be best to go between here and the forest.

::Leads you down hallways, they really seem same-y, except the way they twist and turn, you sense the other woman following the two of you, and she, the attendant, definitely not trusting you. It's the way she stares at you back::

... That's basically the same thing, and you know, Isabel.

::Taps her cheek.::

... I feel like meat.

Meat's fine.

[...]

[Isabel's head twitches slightly, but she doesn't look back.]

I get the feeling I'm not especially welcome, here.

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