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âLittle? Iâm six-five, lady.â She placed her hands on each side of this womanâs face before pressing her lips to hers, but only briefly. Sheâd then release the woman and take a step back.
âThere you go.â

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âLittle? Iâm six-five, lady.â She placed her hands on each side of this womanâs face before pressing her lips to hers, but only briefly. Sheâd then release the woman and take a step back.
âThere you go.â

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"What are 'man-stealing moon rabbits', and how does one go about hiring them?"
âThere is a rabbit...i-it lives on the moon. Most of the time it pounds rice cakes in a pestle. Except one night it descended to earth as a demure pink-eyed woman who seduced away my mate. You will not be able to hire one because if I ever see it again, I am making myself moon rabbit mittens.â
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âI know you guys donât really celebrate Halloween, but that doesnât really mean you canât enjoy something... right?â In any case, the clerk was giving free samples of candy that they had recently imported.
The holiday seemed like a great marketing opprotunity in any case... since gramps doesnât look like heâs quite ready to get back any time soon.
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ââŠIs this a cow joke? Are you going to call me âoxenâ next?â
âYou weigh as much as a cow and hit like a raginâ bull.â *subconsciously rubs his nose*Â
âSo why not, it suits you. I see you already even have a matching cowbell danglinâ on your neck. You better be careful walkinâ around barns, or some poor farmmaid may try to milk you by mistake.â
"A child at Idofront? How odd."
âHuh? Odd? But I live here! If anyoneâs odd it would be youâŠâ Prushka observed Ozen carefully, taking in as many details as she could. âYouâre reeeaalllly tall!â

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"Did someone say traveling maid?"
âKind of an overstatement, but I wouldnât mind sweeping some floors if I had a stable place to rest my head while exploring. Or at least donât attack me if I set up camp around this layer.â
"Why -haven't- you become a Black Whistle, Jirou?"
âBelchero canât look after the orphans alone.â
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How pitiful - a wailing child in the form of a priceless artifact. Really, he wouldâve been far more useful if he didnât behave like a human brat. Ozen stared at the tears washing down his face in torrents. She didnât care to think what was racing through his mind, as the same had already permeated hers the moment she caught wind of foreign raiders with children in their grasp.
Sheâd made quick work of the small group she found clamoring up with a pack of stolen relics, but they mustâve been a diversion. There had to be another group in the midst of sneaking to the surface, in their possession the daughter of the infamous Lord of Annihilation. Did they know who she was? Ozen couldnât imagine any other reason for them to kidnap her. All White Whistles had foreign grudges held against them, especially Lyza for her joyous slaughtering. The most important matter, however, was how those raiders would know about Riko. Only a handful of people knew, and they were all worthy of trust.
Unless the walking meat was chattering about her mother without notice of her surrounding, which was more likely.
âWhat an acute observation. I wouldâve never thought of it myself. Here I was, wondering if we should have tea and pastries with a fresh bottle of jam.â Ozen knocked the boy on the helmet, leaving a resounding clang. âQuit your slobbering. I need details - insignias, accents, notable physical characteristics, anything you can recall at all, or are you so useless that the moment danger presents itself, you become utterly incapable of even looking around?â
Shame coursed with the rest of Regâs mess of emotions at Ozenâs words â his brain usually becoming scrambled at the moment of dangerous situations, always proving to be his downfall. And now it was thanks to him that Riko could be hurt, or worse. He had to focus, Ozen was right - he couldnât let himself be the reason Riko would never make it back.
â âź I canât remember it too well.. But they didnât have any whistles on them, and were strong enough to stop me when I tried to save Riko.. Before they finally left me behind on their way down they had mentioned something about Lyza.. âŻ
He wished he had more information â anything that could help them catch those irredeemable kidnappers faster, but Regâs mind was nothing but a blur of both emotional and physical pain. If only he had been more cautious that night.. if only he had taken more time to prepare for any potential threats whether Ozen was near or not. He was trying to hold it together, but it was so hard knowing his best friend was somewhere he didnât know, helpless.
â âź Riko... What could they want from her? âŻ