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A heavy sigh slipped past her lips as she steeled herself. The planetarium was empty today. She’d already cleared it ahead of time. Honestly, this meeting probably wouldn’t be happening if it wasn’t for Loke himself. He’d made the arrangements, and now she was going to welcome another clansman, if all went well. Come to think of it, this would be the first time she’d do it properly. The actual first time had been a mess. She’d been frustrated and stressed and all around upset, unwilling to let Loke just die like that. 

She shook her head hurriedly, pushing those thoughts aside as she stepped into the room that displayed all the constellations on the ceiling. The room was dark, save for all those little LED lights in the ceiling, giving off a soft glow in the room. It was fitting, she supposed. A good place for a clan like hers. She stood in the center of the room and closed her eyes, once again trying to find her center. 

Once she felt reasonably calm, she sent a text to let Loke know she was ready so he could let his friend know. She could do this. She was a King, after all. Something like this was normal for a King. Even if she didn’t exactly understand the process, she’d at least accomplished it once before, and this time she’d be sure to remember just how it was done.

“You’ve got this, Lucy. Don’t worry about it.” Still, despite her nerves, she felt abit excited. After all, this was another clansman, especially when she had already made peace with the fact it’d likely only ever be her and Loke. Not that she minded, but...maybe her goal was possible after all. 

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It felt like the first time in a while she’d had to run an errand that wasn’t directly related to the shop. Things were running much more smoothly now, but the call from her father had still surprised her. They had ordered new supplies for the new recruits but much more than they needed had mistakenly been included as well. She’d been tasked with finding a new home for the extras, as they wouldn’t serve any use collecting dust in the dojo. 

She did know one place she could check first, at least. If they weren’t needed at that dojo, then at the very least it could be used at the Kendo Club at the university. Right about now, practice would probably be in full swing, but she didn’t mind waiting. As far as she knew, the rest of her day was free.

Carefully, she slipped her shoes off and replaced them with the appropriate slippers and padded into the dojo, watching the practice. It filled her with a strange sort of nostalgia. Though she’d only picked it up so she wouldn’t disappoint her parents, she supposed there was a part of her that did love the sport. Well, those skills had also saved her life by now, so she supposed she ought to be grateful for that.

You certainly look like a tough opponent. Though that self-sacrificing streak might get you in trouble. I’d be careful of that if I were you. You never know what’s going to happen, after all. In the meantime, be sure to follow the masterlist, and here’s a link for easy following!