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“Let me understand this,” Mitama began, crossing her arms. “You all have summoned me to this world--against my will, mind--to fight in a war I have no opinion on. Why should I care? Send me home. I just want to sleep.”
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The music playing within the main room traveled through Inverse’s body as she moved to her feet to dance with the other guests at this party through by a certain Archduke. This get-together thrown by Izana has been going on for hours, and it didn’t seem like it was going to end anytime soon. Of course, that’s the last thing the lancer would want. Endless amount of alcohol fueled her desire to dance and converse with those she found attractive during the course of the night.
She should REALLY consider settling in Izumo if it’s always this intoxicating.
As the silver-haired woman made her way towards a wall to be able to find something lean on, she spotted a man with absolutely gorgeous locks of hair. This peaked her interest as she clumsily strutted her way in his direction instead by weaving through other party-goers. Once approaching the one who threw this event, she held up a finger with a smirk on her white-painted lips.
❝What a night!❞
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“I dreamed a dream the other night / My love, she came, all dressed in white.” Mitama paused, hummed, and threw down her pen, groaning in frustration. “Why must poems be frustrating, Soleil? I miss the structure of haiku.” It was an experiment, to see if she could branch out to other types of her beloved art form; so far, she felt it was a failure.
