A game of chess.. or maybe shogi.. Who knows.

Chance sat at one of the many table within the Velvet Lounge. On the specific table sat a board game that closely resembled that of Chess and Shogi put together in one complicated game. It was a creation from Chance's own mind, and s/he was simply dying to play it with another ever since it was conceived. Sadly his/her siblings in the velvet room had no idea how to play such a game. Chance first attempted to try and play with his/her brother Yu. It was safe to say Yu was more fascinated at the concept of the game and not the actual game itself. He didn't wish to play, he only wanted to learn. Chance was upset with this, as s/he never played either of the games prior to be able to explain such concepts. When s/he went to ask their more bubbly sibling, Justine, they were bombarded with a series of jokes and laughter. Justine knew nothing about either of the games, just like Chance, nor did she wish to play. Instead, she wished to know why Chance wanted to play such games in the first place. She picked on him/her for it, and it caused the self proclaimed investigator to get quite flustered. One would not expect s/he were possible to blush so powerfully. It was safe to say all the other situations ended the same way with all the other denizens of the Velvet Room. By the time it was over, Chance found him/herself sitting in a chair across from a.. guest, not a sibling. There was one who enjoyed such mind based games, and luckily Chance had come across him while awaiting their next foray into the real world. With a bashful smile, Chance tilted her head and gave a smile towards his guest. "Thank you for spending your time to assist me in learning such a game. I once asked my siblings for assistance, and I am sad to report none were of use for me. It was a.. spiraling debacle." The Velvet Attendant seemed to have some difficulty choosing their words as they would lean back in their chair and grasp their hat from their head.

Thinking about it, the last time Chance had time to spend with another guest of the Velvet Room was when Genji-san had showed him/her around Shibakuzoi Mall. Oh how it was such an extravagant sight! When returning that very day, Chance had spread all the possessions s/he had bought that day to each of her siblings in the Velvet Room. His sisters were confused at such strange apparel but all received their prizes with smiles. Chance had even kept some of the dresses for him/herself. S/he had always wanted to try something on other than the attire assigned to them from their masters! "U-umm.." Chance began to spoke, lifting a finger to their lips and looking down towards the confusing board game before him. "I am sorry if I seem quite confused about simple things in your world. I'd like to know, do many people play such board games in their free times? I believe I understand: People battle mind vs mind, and the battlefield is this board before us! It is a battle of the consciousness and the winner is surely superb in grey matter!" Chance pumped his/her arms in enthusiasm. S/he seemed very interested in the life of humans. More interested than they should have been. "Do you enjoy playing such games as these, if I may ask? I mean, what sort of joy could one foster when putting their mind to the challenge with such...boardplay?"

Tsurinai Naito sat across the table from the androgynous attendant while staring down at the strange board game before him. His eyes were narrowed, and surely he was thinking of what this game was infront of him. It looked like a mixture of chess and shogi, making a very interesting yet confusing combination. His chin was pinched between his index finger and thumb, as he simply gazed at the board lost in thought. Naito was surprised that the Attendant would challenge him to a game of wits, and he couldn't pass up the opportunity to see just how intelligent those of the Velvet Room were when compared to humans. After all, they were more like Shadows wearing a human face, right? The teenage Tsurinai never really thought of it before because he never paid them any sort of mind. The only time he did was when he was receiving awards from rescuing defenseless fools or when he was first summoned their for his own awakening. Oh yes, that was right.. Unlike the other Persona-Users, he was not thrown into Limbo for someone else to save. Instead he was brought there himself, and was assisted by Justine. Her power was formidable, as she literally one hit ko'd his Shadow without even breaking a sweat. Naito couldn't help but wonder if Chance had the same ability as Justine, and if he/she did, would he/she be willing to use it for him. Having an Attendant to assist you in combat seemed like an absurd thing, but perhaps they were the greatest help one could ever have. Help? No, the Tsurinai they were the greatest tools one could have. That was it, they were only tools to him, and would be used until he saw fit to let them go. After all, they could hardly be trusted right? Even though they had done nothing but assist him from the moment he gained his power. Why was he so distant from these denizens of the Room? Did Naito simply not trust things that were not human in origin? That was a question to save for another time, as his thoughts would soon be broken by the Attendant sitting across from him. Raising his silver lined hues, the Tsurinai would look chance in the eyes with a complete expression of indifference. Could the Attendant tell what was going on through his head with just a glance? Who knew? Apparently they didn't have much interaction with the human world, so it was almost as if the Attendant was a blank slate, sort of. Interesting, and perhaps easier to talk tol because of it.

Giving a few blinks to the Attendant, Naito would open his pale lips to respond. "Few board games are usually used to test ones "Grey Matter", correct. However, there are many ways to have a battle of wits that doesn't involve such boards games such as this. Many play this for fun, and not just to compete with the person they're playing against." For some reason the Tsurinai had difficulty explaining this to the Attendant, and couldn't help but give a thin smile because of it. "There are different definitions of fun when it comes to us humans. None of us are truly alike, so fun becomes a very subjective term. What I believe may be "fun" would not be fun for someone else with a different background than me. For example: I enjoy Kendo as more than just a hobby, but also a way of life. Others do not agree with this, and some may think Kendo is boring. Their definition of fun could be something as remedial as putting their finger in a pencil sharpener for all we know." The boy would move his gloved hand down to grasp one of the pawns and move it forward towards B4. "I also enjoy board games such as this, aswell. It teaches you how to read opponents. When I was a child, I played many of my personal tutors in chess and other various.. games.. Heh, the end result was usually the same. Chance, you've probably noticed this, but alot of humans are immature and incompetent. It must be a pain to have to wait hand on foot for them to make up their minds, hmm?" His silver eyes shifted up towards the Attendant once more, though only his right eye could be seen thanks to the long silver bangs falling from his head. To think he'd be sitting here having a discussion with one of another world. Naito had read many supernatural pieces of literature as a child, but never took them too seriously until his first day within the Velvet Room. He believed in the supernatural, but he never expected such supernatural to show itself before him in his life time. Now here he was, playing a game with someone who was not even human. Things were strange in the Tsurinai's life ever since he moved to Ueitawa. However, he honestly didn't regret anything that had happened to him so far. Without going there, he wouldn't have gained a Persona. Without a Persona, he wouldn't have found how to bring about change to the people, and make humanity more competent. One could say he was grateful...

Heh, too bad he'd never let know just how grateful he was. Though for some reason, a thin smile was plastered upon his face. He was smiling without even knowing it. How strange...

"Different definitions of..fun?" Attendant Chance looked rather confused as s/he looked down towards the board that sat so steady and unfluctuating. Was there anything s/he thought was fun that could align with this statement? Observing and assisting humans was a job and a duty; it did not particularly mean it was not fun, right? The Attendant was having some difficulties processing what their guest had just said to them. "What we've got here is a failure to communicate!" Chance suddenly spoke with enthusiasm as s/he clasped his/her hands together and gave a bashful smile. This was a movie line that hardly had anything to do with the situation, yet Chance saw it as an excellent opportunity to try it out. Needless to say, it felt out of place and caused the Attendant to get quite flustered. Jumping subjects to hobbies, Chance tilted his/her head to the side with curiosity. "A-ah! Naito-san, you partake in Kendo? A sport where two undying souls clash with the means of showing who's honor swallows the other! Astounding! I, too, must try out this..keyndo!" The enthusiastic Attendant removed their journal and began to jot down various notes.

"Is this 'The stuff that dreams are made of.'? I wonder..." Chance mumbled out loud while continuing to jot down notes. Once finished, they'd fold the notebook and place it back into their vest with a smile. Now it was time to play the strange game. Chance didn't know the rules, so instead of making a well thought out move like Naito-san, s/he would grab the far left pawn and move it up a space just because it seemed like the right thing too do. Looking up from the board to meet his/her guest's eyes, Chance would have a confused look to the next comment. "..alot of humans are immature and incompetent. It must be a pain to have to wait hand on foot for them to make up their minds..." The Attendant had never thought of humans in that way, and would tug at a strand of hair as if in thought. "Haha, is that so? Naito-san, as one who resides solely in this room, humans are rather interesting to me. They have the freedom of choice, and are all so different than one another. Yes, some may seem rather ignorant, but I think that's wonderful. That means they have some growing room to find the answers to why they exist. As one who "govern's power", I still wonder about my own reason for existence..." Chance fell rather silent in his/her own thoughts for a number of seconds.

"But I enjoy my duties here in this room. Because I am a denizen of the Velvet Room, my life span is eternal. I've seen many different people come and go from here, and I've learned ever so much. I feel each user teaches me something new about humans...even you, Naito-san. So I must thank you. This does not mean to go easy on me in this game!" The enthusiastic Attendant gave a smile while clasping their hands together. This was a fun experience for them.

Hmm? This Attendant knew of Kendo? Well, it wasn't like it was unheard of, but the Tsurinai was not expecting the Attendant to know of the sport. The silver haired teenager would sit back in his seat and cross his arms over his chest with a thin smirk. His one visible eye was narrowed, and he simply gazed towards Chance before speaking. "I must say, I'm impressed. Though you've exaggerated quite abit on the principals of Kendo, it makes me truly believe you are interested. When I have the time, I suppose I could teach you a few things about Kendo, Chance. I suppose I do owe you for delivering the items to me last time, hmm?" Naito spoke with a calm tone towards the otherworldly being he had just gathered some respect for simply because their last comment. He would then watch Chance begin to scribble something in a journal. This Attendant was rather strange, wasn't he? Or she? ..Huh? Thinking about it, Tsurinai Naito honestly didn't know what gender this person was before him. He was the type to ask bluntly, but he felt it didn't honestly matter right now. The pale faced teenager would await for the Attendant to finish their notes and place their journal back within their vest. Folding one leg over the other, the silver haired boy would lean forward and sit with a refined posture. There were many things he was curious about when it came to those of the Velvet Room, and the more he spoke with Chance the more questions he had. Suddenly they he noticed his opponent making their next move. They seemed like they hardly knew that they were doing here, and Naito gave a slight chuckle beneath his breath. This was like playing against a child. For a split second his memories fell back to the thoughts of his own younger sister, and his thin smile turned into that of indifference. All expression was suddenly flushed from his face as he reached out and moved the pawn opposite to Chance's forward aswell. Once making his move, Naito would lean back into his seat and look around the Velvet Room with his keen silver eyes. "So I noticed earlier you said you asked your siblings. I could only imagine you meant the others within this room. They all seem to have their specific jobs, and I suppose you do aswell. You all are very responsible to be able to tend to your duties without needing constant reminders too. I'm very impressed."

Naito spoke with a calm tone as he reached into his own coat and removed his yellow cellphone. Looking at the screen, the Tsurinai would begin to listen to Chance's explanation on humans and why he, or she, enjoyed them. The reason was quite strange. It lead Naito to believe those of the Velvet Room hardly lacked the freedom he believed they had. Was it possible that they were created to perform their jobs and only their jobs alone? Meaning they never left the room and were stuck there to tend to the whims of the guest? Boy didn't that sound rather annoying. This Tsurinai hated working off the time of others, so he couldn't imagine how irritated he'd be if his whole existence was based off it. When Chance continued on about being happy about their duties, Naito would tilt his head forward and slowly close his eyes in thought. Chance said such a thing, but did he/she truly believe it? It was human nature to seek out purpose, but he supposed Chance was not human after all. When the Attendant made a comment about Naito teaching him/her something, the silver eyed boy shifted their gaze to their corners. "...I taught you nothing, Chance. And believe me, I have no intention of letting you beat me in this game. That is not the Tsurinai way." The silver haired Tsurinai looked back towards Chance with a calm expression while giving a slight nod. "If you really wish me to teach you something, I'll be sure to show you how to use a blade. It takes some time to get used too, but you'll notice you'll be much better with your hands and arms after a few exercises. I'm sure you can handle it." His tone was rather taunting, but all in good "fun", nothing condescending this time around.

The Attendant gave a bashful smile towards their guest while placing their hands together before their chest. "Learning Kendo? I'd be honored, Naito-san! I do hope I am prepared to grasp the blade of truth and strike down my enemies with one fatal strike!" Chance stood from his/her seat and took a heroic pose like an action hero would do in a movie. It was obvious everything Chance had heard of came straight from the mind of a director. S/he hadn't seen Kendo performed in person, but had seen it in various action films where Samurai laid down their arms and contended in honor vs honor! Oh s/he was so excited to do the same thing! Naito-san had to be a good swordsman, he even had the aura of a cool swordsman that would do anything to save the small broken village he loved. Hohoho! This was like an action movie come true! The Velvet Attendant literally began to float in the air because s/he was so excited. "All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up!" The ecstatic Attendant would giggle to themselves before landing on the ground next to Naito-san. Their face was tinted red and it seemed like s/he was ready to explode in joy.

"Forget the board game, Naito-san, teach me now! I'm ready for my lessons...Master!" The Attendant spoke with much enthusiasm as s/he bowed before Naito-san like a student did to their sensei. When it came to personality it was safe to say Chance was like a child. Especially when it came to things they had only seen in movies and were now experiencing in real life. So there s/he was almost hopping up and down, anxious to start the training of the life time. S/he'd be just like an action movie star in no time! Saving third world countries with nothing but a blade while saying awesome movie lines like "I'll have what she's having!" This was great!

"Master...?" The Tsurinai questioned the Attendant as he raised a brow and watched their movements. They seemed really interested in learning, and for some reason Naito couldn't deny such lessons to them. After all, the Attendants were a large help when it came to understanding Limbo. They had given him more information over the months than he could have possibly learned by working with the other imbeciles who had come across the power of Persona. With a slight smirk, he would stand from his chair and place his left hand on his side. "Alright Chance, for one, everyone has their own preference for their weapon. Personally, I use an O-katana, which is basically a slightly larger katana that may take more time to get used too. I'd prefer something slightly smaller for you, but since this is so sudden I'll be letting you use my own weapon to practice with." As he said this, the silver haired Tsurinai would extend his right hand before him. Appearing in a blue flash of light, his blade and scabbard would appear. "This blade is called the Sugari No Ontachi. It's a blade that represents regalia of Japan. This blade was most likely chosen as my soul weapon because of its relationship when it comes to an Emperor. It is, of course, only taken when a new Emperor ascends to the throne." Naito would stare at the scabbard before taking his left hand to grasp the hilt and slowly draw the blade from the sheath. Once this was complete, he'd toss the scabbard off to the side where it would vanish in mid air. Grasping the hilt of the blade with both hands, Naito would steady his stance and bend his elbows. "Alright, when you handle a blade you're going to want to be patient. Make sure your stance is firm, so you don't lose your footing, and keep your elbows bent so you don't become too stiff when attempting to attack or defend. What's most important is control, and without control your opponent could destroy you in a matter of seconds." The boy spoke with a calm tone as he eased himself up and lowered the blade. Flipping it on his palm, he'd have it so the tip was pointing towards the ground, and he'd hand it towards Chance. "Alright, here. Get used to it." The Tsurinai would wait for the Attendant to take the blade in hand before continuing to speak.

"Get into the stance I had just shown you first, and then I want you to give a few swings forward. Remember to have control, so go as slow as you want until you feel comfortable with the length and weight of the blade itself." Naito crossed his arms across his chest and watched the Attendant with narrowed eyes. He made sure to take a few steps back so he wasn't in the path way of the swings and slashes, just incase Chance wasn't strong enough to perform well with the slightly larger blade. In all honesty, the young teenager wasn't sure if the same rules of the world applied to the Attendants as it did to humans. After all, Chance was just floating earlier as if gravity did not effect him/her in the slightest. If that was the case, could one imagine what sort of non logical, physic breaking nonsense they could perform with the blade as their primary weapon? Even the Tsurinai was quite interested in the possibilities that could come about if Chance applied themselves to the art of the blade. If he, or she, had the potential, perhaps the Kizuna student could sneak them onto the Kendo team for the next competition. God knows the team could always use more competent and serious members than the slackers they currently were nurturing. Once Chance was finished with just basic swinging exercises, Naito would have been sure to show her even more advanced techniques to be used against opponents of all shapes and sizes. The Attendant needed to understand that the blade was nothing more than an extension of themselves, and with that knowledge nothing would be impossible to them. Thinking about it, Naito remembered Justine's form of combat came from using spells from what appeared to be a book of some kind. He couldn't help but wonder if that was the same way Chance defended him/herself when they had to deal with any stray Shadows coming their way. There was no reason not to ask now. "So, Chance, how do Attendants usually defend themselves? Obviously you don't use weapons such as these since I'm teaching you how now. Do you all have the potential to evoke Personas in combat aswell?" That was right, he remembered seeing a faceless Persona when Justine used her own book, so did that mean they could use Personas themselves? Now his curiosity was being quite piqued on the subject.

"Yes, I see, Master!" The Attendant would nod their head as they watched Naito-san summon his blade and explain its origin. If s/he recalled, the young man was one with the Emperor Arcana, so the choice of weapon was no surprise to him/her. Chance studied his position and stance and took various mental notes. There would be alot to remember, but the mind of an Attendant was quite superior to your average morbid beast. When Naito-san gave the blade to him/her, Chance took it in a firm grip with a large smile. This was the first time s/he had even touched a real blade, so one could only guess how ecstatic Chance was for this occasion! Once s/he took the blade, the Attendant would mimic Naito-san's initial stance. Bending their elbows and staggering their stance, Chance's face would turn a red tint. It was obvious this was something s/he was always looking forward too. Raising the blade over head and bring it down for an easy swing, the Attendant would listen to his/her master while continuing the routine. He spoke as if the blade was quite heavy, so Chance assumed he must have thought the Attendants had the same limitations as an average human. It was quite humorous.

S/he continued the drill over and over, getting more and more used to the O-katana. During the exercise Master Naito-san asked a question about attendants. "..how do Attendants usually defend themselves?" The Attendant gave a slight cough as s/he stopped their exercise and turned towards the Persona-User. "That is a marvellous question, Master Naito-san! Us Attendants have a special weapon called the Persona Compendium." Placing the Katana in his/her left hand, Chance would summon his/her compendium to his/her right. The book floated in the air, and the Attendant would use their free hand to open it up. "We Attendants do not own our own Personas, but instead use the Personas of our guests in combat. We record a skill from your Personas and store it in our compendium for later use. It is quite useful. Please observe this!" The pages of the Compendium would begin to spin as two cards would float from its presence. One was a tarot card for the Hanged Man and the other was for Fortune. Both cards would shatter, and two separate Personas would appear before Naito-san. One would be Genji-san's Belial Persona and the other Kogami-san's Raiza Persona. They were not the original, only replicas, but the mistake would be easy to make to believe they were the originals.

Placing both hands back on the O-katana, Chance would begin to continue the exercise with a smile. "Naito-san, we are those who govern power, but it does not necessarily mean it is our power personally." The Attendant gave a laugh and a smile towards their master before picking up the speed of  the slashes.

"..This is.." The young man muttered as the Attendant called forth two cards from their compendium. This was the first time he had seen this in action from up close and honestly it was pretty astounding. For a second he could even feel a cold sweat go down his back the moment the book was opened and the aura of power came from it. Was this what all the Attendants meant when they said they governed power? It was quite a spectacle. To make it even more impressive, Chance would shatter both cards and summon two different personas infront of Naito as if it was nothing at all. The silver haired young man looked at both personas with wide eyes at first, and would then soon narrow them. He didn't say a word throughout the whole demonstration from the Attendant, but it was obvious he was not expecting them to hold such a power. On closer inspection he even noticed that one of the personas looked quite familiar. Infact it was the spitting image of Kano Genji's own persona, Belial. Ah, if Naito remembered correctly, Chance had met Kano previously to this date. This was something to certainly remember, as he just recognized how useful these Attendants could be as tools. Moving his thoughts over to the second persona chance had summoned, the silver haired student would raise a brow. He had never seen that one, which made him question who it belonged too. Was there other Persona-Users other than the main group Naito had met during his time and adventures in Ueitawa? There was a possibility that someone was playing this game far before he was, and he didn't neglect the thought at all. Infact he would pinch his chin between his index finger and thumb while in deep thought. "This is quite impressive, Chance. I never knew you held such power in such a small frame." Naito praised the Attendant, albeit abit stoically. "I'm surprised with your honesty when it comes to sharing the properties of your power. Though, I suppose if it was top secret you wouldn't speak of it here amongst your siblings." He spoke with a "Matter-of-Fact" tone, as he crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes. "It's good that you're willing to learn, Chance. You're different from the average civilians I deal with outside this room. I believe you've probably observed humanity for some time and came to a similar conclusion. Most are hard headed and reluctant when it comes to serious change. However, you seem willing to take change as it comes along. Certainly not one who follows the rules of society and the "status quo" these dregs had made for this age." Naito spoke with his usual calm tone as he slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the up and coming swordsman.

Keeping an arm crossed upon his chest while pinching his chin with his free hand's index finger and thumb, the silver haired Tsurinai would begin to speak more towards himself. "Even the leaders of this nation deal with the civilians only because of productive power. They don't truly care for the future of humanity, and if we'd ever truly evolve. It's such a shame a task falls upon those who were born in these troubled times." The slightly rambling teenager would look towards Chance with a thin smile. "...Do you understand? Humanity needs priorities, and without serious change I doubt they realize it. What more could we, as a race, hope to accomplish if we're constantly wasting time on the incompetent? We could achieve so much more with people willing to adapt and learn, like yourself, Chance." What a rare occasions to see the boy who lived in an ivory tower praising someone else. Also for someone who wished so much for humanity, he was being quite accepting towards the Attendant, who was not human themselves. Getting back to the subject, th silver hued Tsurinai would watch the Attendants slashes and when give another thin smile. "Also it seems you have much potential with a blade. You have no special training before this, yet you're swinging like a well season veteran. I look forward to your progress. Maybe you should come by Kizuna Academy during one of our training sessions to try your skill against other students. Here, take my number for future use." Reaching into his black jacket, Naito would remove his cellphone and go to his contact information. "I'm not entirely sure how you all call us since I see no phones here, but I guess a phone number would be necessary for you to contact me about useful information. Only call when you need something, I'm not the type for idle chit chat without reason." Though he said this quite bluntly, there was a possibility he was taunting Chance in his words. He wasn't the type to mince words, but there were a few layers to Naito that few knew. Since Chance had his praise, there was the small Chance for the Attendant to get some information on the Tsurinai's thought process.

The Attendant gave a few blinks towards Naito-san before giving a smile. "Sou ka desu ka? I never really thought about it that much. I must say, Naito-san, you speak of humans as if you're not one yourself. You should have more faith in your fellow man, or atleast attempt to guide them. It is possible that many of them are just lost." Chance would stop swinging the blade and would give a few blinks with his/her honey golden eyes. "Humans are indeed resilient, but that's what makes them who they are. Naito-san, even you are quite reluctant, aren't you? Reluctant to accept the help from your friends, and reluctant to trust in another to do something just as well as you could yourself. Everyone has their moments, isn't that right? I never really thought about it before, but humans are quite interesting beings, aren't they? You may think we're quite different here, but our entire..."lives"...are based on assisting humanity to the best of our ability. We may not live by the same rules as you humans, but we are created in a world based on a set number of different rules. I do wonder about the true potential of humanity sometimes, but I must simply observe. That is my duty and one of our absolute rules."

Chance would return the persona user's sword with a smile while causing the personas and compendium to vanish in a flash of light. Naito-san continue his second portion of his explanation and asked the Attendant if they understood. Honestly Chance did not, as s/he was not accustomed to their world and saw most things from watching television. "I wish I understood, Naito-san, but sadly I do not. I have much to learn when it comes to humans, but I am attempting to learn. But I must thank you for your compliment. I'm sure there are other humans who share your viewpoints, and I truly hope to understand them the more I assist you and the other guests of our lovely room. To be quite bold, I am quite interested in where your journey takes you aswell. You walk alone, but I have a very powerful feeling that you'll make friends you'll never wish to replace. I could only imagine such a feeling myself...." The slender young Attendant would raise a hand and place it gently upon their chest, closing their honey golden eyes.

Getting back to the task at hand, Chance would become quite flustered with Naito's praising when regarding Kendo. "Maybe you should come by Kizuna Academy during one of our training sessions to try your skill against other students. " His/Her eyes would light up as s/he literally jumped from the ground in joy. "Naito-san! I mean, Master! I look forward to our next rigorous and unbearable battle session! I will make you proud!" The Attendant took his number and bowed like one who would bow to their sensei after a sparring match.

"Hmph.." The Tsurinai simply gave Chance a thin smile as the blade disappeared in a flash of azure light. "To think someone who isn't even human is attempting to lecture me on human bonds. Heh, you're quite humorous, Chance." The young man would place a hand on his side and begin to head towards the exit of the Velvet Room. He didn't seem mad at all, but instead rather calm. With a confident stride, he'd leave Chance in the room with the notion that he/she could come visit the Kendo team any time they had wished. It was a good day... he supposed.

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