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[Some would call this "the calm before the storm." A good four, maybe five hours before the countdown hits zero, and camp itself is rather . . . peaceful, in some respects. Perhaps even too quiet, as campers and counselors and alien interlopers either prepare for combat or make their way to underground safehouses. The air is cool, still, and the

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[skirtindanger]

[sitting around somewhere just outside the dojo, and for once she isn't reading. it may seem for the most part she's just staring off aimlessly in thought.]

[skirtindanger]

-- I'm getting there!

[burgercraving]

I don't even read books and I'm better at planning than you.

[skirtindanger]

[huffs]

I don't care. Black✩Star's with me anyway, so when the time comes we'll have something.

[burgercraving]

You guys are just like little karate kids.

[skirtindanger]

Back home, we're put on all sorts of missions-- and that includes dealing with extremely dangerous threats. So I know what I'm doing here.

[burgercraving]

... I don't see how you survive it.

[skirtindanger]

It's because I'm not going to let myself die, that's why.

[burgercraving]

We'll see about that.

[skirtindanger]

Believe me a little here. I'm not a Weapon Meister in the class I am for nothing.

[burgercraving]

... What weapon?

[skirtindanger]

My weapon's a scythe.

[burgercraving]

Show it to me.

[skirtindanger]

Er... Well, I can't. Soul isn't here.

[burgercraving]

... Skipping past the confusing part of why he matters, then how the hell are you going to fight?

[skirtindanger]

It's-- ... Nevermind, I'll explain later. Anyway, I've been practicing without him here this whole time, so it should be good enough.