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    When the night runs cold...

    Heavens Empress Daiki
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    Post by Heavens Empress Daiki 27th August 2016, 1:24 pm

    It had been some time since the blonde had decided to leave her house on some sort of walk. Ai had dressed in a simple purple dress which was similar to the one that she normally wore that had metal plates on it for some added defense. Her shoes were rather plain compared to her normal ones as well. Her hair was done as it usually was, in a large braid. As she walked away from her home, it was later in the day as the sun was still up but it wouldn't set for a few more hours, at least. As she walked through the outskirts of Magnolia, she'd make a detour away from it as she didn't care for her walk to take her anywhere near the town.

    Her time during her walk simply had her walk through wooded areas though time seemed to go faster than usual there and as she had stepped out of the woods, the sun was already starting to set. At least there was enough sun for her to get to the nearby city. She'd sigh as she'd finally make her way into the city as the sun fully set and the woman walked into the city as the streets were lit up here and there from street lamps every now and again.

    However, she'd make her way through, what she'd think to me a shortcut through an alleyway that wasn't lit up, in which she'd go through, not initially hearing any footsteps behind her halfway through the alleyway. However as she left that alley and moved through another one the figures from the last alley would follow her from alley to alley. This ally was a good bit longer than the prior one, so towards the middle of the alley, the group of figures would catch up to her, and another group would enter the alley from the other end of it and make their way to her.

    "We haven't seen you around here. If you wanna keep going, you gotta pay our price..." One of the men in the group that had run up behind Ai had said, which would cause her to stop and turn around. Her red eyes looked straight at the man that had spoken, which seemingly pierced through the air. "And what exactly is this 'price'?" She'd ask, annoyance easily heard in her voice.

    "The price is to strip down and do what we say and we won't have to rough ya up!" The man said, replying to the annoyance that was in her voice. She would sigh again as she heard the man name the 'price' to pass through, in which she'd hear another group stop behind her. "You're just outright pathetic, ya'know?" She'd say, while chuckling a bit.

    The men in the first group that had made themselves growled a bit and the man would speak up again. "How dare you laugh at us and our price! The price has now changed!" The man said as a few of the men from the group that moved behind her from the other end of the alley had moved to keep her from resisting. "The price is now we'll strip you down and do what we want!" The man said, as he moved away from the group and towards Ai, brandishing a knife.

    As she was grabbed, Ai's chuckling would stop, and she'd remain motionless and quiet. The man would soon enough move up to her, feeling her chest up before using the knife he had to start to cut the dress she wore, but before he could cut more than a few inches, she'd quickly headbutt him as he was a bit too cocky and got too close. He would stumble back a bit, dropping the knife and landing on his butt, and soon rubbing his head. Before he could do anything more, she'd smile widely as the small piercing just off to the side and under her eye started to glow slightly and above them, several rifles had appeared, landing on some mens heads, and the ones that held her had let go as some rifles had landed on their heads. She would quickly go for the knife the man had held as she let the rifles disappear as soon as she was let go. unfortunately for her dress, the knife had cut far enough for some of her bra to be revealed due to the man. "Oh, now you'll get it! Don't just stand there, after her!" The man would say as he got up and as the two groups of men made their way towards her. this was a time she was wearing the boots she had received from Rita before everything was found out and all, but for the time being, she had the knife that the man held, so she used it to slash at the men, being quick enough to defend from both sides until she had made enough minor cuts on them to have the air smell of blood in the general area in which she would throw the knife, with the blade landing in one of the mans head which would cause him to fall over with blood leaking out of the wound. The rest of the men would stand shocked for a moment before yelling and charging towards her, but the moment they charged, she had summoned her rifles to make them stumble again in pain.

    "I give you one chance to leave before your blood runs cold..." She's speak, with a smile still on her face. They shook off the pain and continued on, ignoring her words, in which she'd grab two riles, making the rest disappear before any of them tried to use it and would start to laugh as she would fire them at two of the men. The two that had gotten hit had softball sized holes where they were hit, and as the shots were at vital spots on their torsos, they'd also slump down from the momentum they had before falling. Some of them would continue, but the rest would stop, at the knowledge that they were starting to get picked off. She would toss the rifles up slightly and grab the barrels of the rifles, as they only hold one shot before becoming useless, and swung them hard enough to cause the two leading the attack from her front and the one behind her to collapse in pain as a snap could be hear from them. What she didn't expect from that was the group behind her to continue after the one in the front most to continue and would grab at her, but tripping over their comrade had allowed them only to grab only her dress for enough time to tear it more than their friend had done, making the dress reveal more skin and more of her bra.

    Only laughing could be heard from her as she turned to the group that had arrived later and gathered magical energy in her mouth before using her Shout to brutally murder them, which quickly had the other group of men to start scrambling their way to where they had entered the alley. However, she'd use her rifles once more to stop them, though not by hitting them on the head a third time, but to just block the exit. Her laugh could easily be heard now as she grabbed the knife from the mans head she had thrown it in. There weren't too many people left compared to the total of both groups, but she would cause several of the guns blocking the exit to disappear and for them to converge into a large gun that seemed to be more akin to a cannon than a gun. Luckily, she was a few meters away from them, and as she fired, she didn't notice that three of the men had hit the dirt just before she fired, causing those who didn't who didn't to take the shot, losing most of their body in the process, causing blood to fly into the air, painting the buildings they were between and the ground, and even some drops of blood hitting Ai.

    After the shot, the gun would disappear, but the ones blocking the exit were still there, and her sight had allowed her to notice that two men had just ducked down to dodge the shot in which she'd throw the knife to kill one of them, before slowly walking up to the second man she noticed and had raised her foot to stomp down onto his head. The final man, and the one who spoke out earlier, managed to stay hidden among the blood and corpses, as Ai caused the guns blocking the entrance to disappear and stepped among the dead men to leave the alley. As she stepped out of the alley, she'd stand still, laughing a bit louder, not caring who exactly saw her right now, with her torn dress and blood splattered onto her. However, she didn't hear the man among the bodies get up, retch, grab the knife from his buddy's head and slowly move to her. Her laughing continued until the blade that the man had pierced through her back, though it had missed anything really important, and she could feel the trembling through the knife. She'd silently wince at quickly moving around before grabbing the man by his face and moving to slam him into the ground, slamming his head down several times.

    Once she was finished with it, the back of his head was crushed with a puddle of blood underneath his lifeless head, spreading out as every second passed. His face and her hand were also covered in blood by the time she was finished, and she'd stand back up, the knife still sticking out of her back, her dress cut down a few inches and then torn down to an inch or two above her navel. Blood dripped from her hand, and she had some blood splatter across the rest of her body and more on her dress, while her shoes were almost bathed in the blood. What would happen next? Who knows?


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    Post by Guest 28th August 2016, 10:04 am

    The scent of blood had called to the young magus, drew him close to the alley where the men had been slaughtered by another. His nose reached upward, drawn toward the sky with a mouth that was partially open as it drew in the rustic, metallic aroma of the sticky, red liquid. Golden optics scanned the walkways below, smelling an unfamiliar trail of a being who had walked the streets only moments ago. Curiosity boiled beneath the skin of the man as his limbs carried him across rooftop after rooftop; a bloodhound after a fox. He pressed off ledges one by one, back legs using most of his physical power to have him cross the gaps with leaps and bounds. Until his body came to a skidding halt at the very last of the roofs and his head peered over the outcrop of the building. An overwhelming amount of the rancid odor clouded his nostrils and dazed him from all that had been spilled there.

    Red coated the walls and the stone flooring of the alley, the bricks of the buildings on either side nothing more than a show of terrible painting skills. Marschal crawled over the ledge and slid down to the ground, his hands coated with the blood of the innocents as they skimmed the walls. His nose was wrinkled up in disgust as he tried to limit the amount of fetor that came from the dismantled bodies of men. The hanyō surveyed the area, eyes running across limb after limb of blown-to-bits bodies no longer distinguishable of who they were. Many of them simply had bullets in their chests and knife gouges in their heads, the rest were simply just pieces of flesh and bone. A small part of him wanted to consume the roadkill that lay around him, but he knew deep down that it was not morally correct. Even a savage such as himself could not fall to the likes of a dark mage, but the raw meat was tantalizing to the panther.

    Marschal lowered himself to all fours and sniffed at one of the sections of body parts that had been torn to smithereens. His flicked his tongue outward and lapped at the blood that covered the flesh, a soft purr rumbling out from the bowels of his throat. He cleared his throat and stood back up, and it was then that a strong scent of the murderer had flashed across his nose. Blinking, the magus turned toward the entrance of the alleyway, staring through the darkness as if it was daylight. Light footsteps carried the feline-like male toward where a woman would be standing by a bloodied and beaten man. This man, he was not alive, his head was bashed into the concrete, the backside flattened and blood coating the ground. Orbs slithered upward from the messy death of the man to the blood-stained woman standing over the lifeless body.

    His whitened ears flicked forward, listening to every sound that the woman would make while he was around her. While he tried not to choke on the strong smell of blood, the magus spoke to her in a rather condescending tone of voice. "You kill' those people?" he inquired, pointing first toward the bloodied man on the ground, then toward the back alley. He clicked his tongue afterward, quirking an eyebrow upward and looking quite disappointed in the woman's direction. Of course, all of his actions, no matter how fluent he may have tried to make them, were slowed and stumbling. The occasional person who passed by them could be seen tripping as they walked, holding their stomach and not from the smell of blood. More so, a crowd began to gather around of the little amount of nighttime walkers who had seen what had taken place.

    There had never been once in his entire life so much blood coating the ground that it made him sick to his stomach. Even as the drunkard that he was, the scent of alcohol that surrounded him could not mask the stench that tainted his nostrils. Whatever this woman had done, it was not an acceptable act and he would have to do something about this. However, he could tell that the woman standing in front of him was twice the amount of power that he held. Should he even want to attack her, he would need some sort of backup because he knew he would not be able to hurt her much. Yet at the same time, he didn't want to hurt a pretty lady like her and if he could get lucky, perhaps he could get her into bed. . . A sly smirk play across his lips and he crossed his arms over his chest, looking down at the woman with curiosity of a cat.
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    Post by Jiyu Kazehime 28th August 2016, 2:10 pm

    Jiyu normally found it impossible to stay in one place for very long, keep indoors or outdoors, upstairs or down, she always had to be moving or doing something else, at least she had once upon a time. These day's? Change had happened in the young mages life, and while wanderlust would always be part of her existence, it was no longer the kind that made her dread coming home. These days Jiyu looked forward to coming back to the Guild, to the place she now called home and, that was as far her brain could get. Anything beyond the simple concept that she had come to accept Black Rose as the place she called home, was too much for the young wind mage, she was incapable of further thought right now, after all she had been through in life. Thinking of complex ideals and deep things? Was just not something the half demoness was ready to do at the moment, even if she was always thinking of something.

           Today she had been thinking as she slept in her bed, a soft blanket made from a predatory sheep wrapped around her body. For once? She woke with her cloths on, but the sensation that woke her was the important part, a small pink tongue lapping across her nose. 'What Maka?" The small harsh textured body part belonged to a kitsune only one foot tall, a creature who Jiyu had likely saved by taking her in! The bright eyed fox kit was laying in the canine's arms, twin tails laying across her hip, however the pup seemed concerned about something. Since she had just woken up? Jiyu's sense's were not exactly revved up yet, but it took only a single second to find the scent of blood heavy in the air. "Oh Shit!" something was happening, had she already slept throught the action, and talking to herself that had to stop! Jiyu shot up, running towards her door, Maka racing ahead of her to grab Night Hunt, so that Jiyu only had to put on her quiver, not seek out the bow itself. "Koto stay here, your too little to come with." the small creature yipped angrily, but did not move to follow Jiyu as the mage raced out the door and nearly flew down the stairs.

          Hopefully? Other guild-mates would guess something was wrong with the way she ran out, or one of the other sensitive demons, half demons or just non humans, had raised the alarm. Jiyu? Had not been awake to think about doing that, she was only conscious enough to run out the door, follow the scent around and try to pin point where the blood was coming from. However the half dog demon was making a mistake in seeking out blood, sadly she did not even know it yet! When she first scented the blood? No problem existed, she had been somewhat distant from the blood, and it had been unable to invade her sense of smell effectively, but as she got closer, something started changing. Jiyu did not even realize how her steps got a tad bit faster, her pupils dilated and her tongue darted out to lick her lips and fangs! Kazehime's body was lusting for the blood it smelled and she did not even realize it yet past her urge to track down the scent and whatever it was attached to. Kazehime was drawn towards the scent of blood, and her own life giving liquid sparked further into life as if being triggered by it. Considering her demon blood had been woken by consuming blood? This was not shocking, that it would have strong effects on her, that she'd be a 'blood hound' of sorts, crave it and chase after such things without realizing what she was doing.

          Suddenly another scent attacked her sensitive nose,  brought her out of her blood haze slight, and the wind mages eyes widened in horror. Marschal leigh. Around the scent of blood, the taken over area, consumed space where she doubted any scent besides blood existed? Was his scent! Fear gripped the girls heart as she realized he had presence in this. Lately? She had been somewhat avoiding running into him when possible, not wanting him to realize she was half dog demon, fearful of what he would think; Now, the thought he could have been hurt, it took control of her body and overpowered the fear she held, the nightmares of how he could react to her now active dog demon blood. The very notion she could end up loosing him physically? Was enough for her to no longer care about loosing her savior emotionally due to their differences as cat and dog! Normally she would have went into the scene indirectly, gotten to high ground or such to make the most use of her powers. Jiyu's fear for his safety prevented her from doing things in a truly rational manner, the only thing she could do was round the corner into the alley, pray to see him standing there alright, and when she did everything in her head changed.

          How could she have been foolish enough to think Marschal would ever need any help, especially from her?! The half panther had saved her life, not the other way around! Only she no longer carried the scars to prove what had happened back than, the only remaining marks that she had once been in that position was minor discoloration on her wrists and lower legs. Taking leave now, was no option, even if she had momentarily convinced herself that he did not need her here, walking away from this scene was impossible. Some? Might think that walking away was impossible for her because of some moral code; However the truth was, the moment she'd confirmed Marschal was unharmed, the blood had taken over once more. Without even having known it was possible for the scent of blood and severed body parts to over take her? Kazehime had already been borderline consumed by the carnage! Marschal? Had been born half demon, he knew what could affect him and was used to his half demon form. Jiyu was anything but, she had lived as human for so long, and this was the first time she'd been exposed to blood since awakening her dog demon blood and transforming. Now? The mere scent of blood made her mouth water, her tail wag, ears angle forward and mouth gaped slightly, pupils dilated. Luckily, her expression itself did not clearly speak to her growing blood lust, or maybe that was bad luck, since someone might not know to stop her.

    The delay in her arrival and any noise from her was odd when Jiyu was concerned, she suddenly let out a small giggle. Once she heard that sound? She realized the state she was in, remembering when she had tried to kill that large feline during her training, after biting it and tasting its blood. If she was in that state from the mere scent? What would happen if she actually consumed blood like this. Somehow she had to get control back of herself. Finally her voice pipped up in a slightly hushed velvet tone, balled fist in front of her mouth as she looked over at Marschal. "I thought you're a cat? smell anyone else besides us, her and the corpses?" Why did he need to ask if she had been the one to kill them? Jiyu chose to focus on that instead of the heady scent of blood around her. However it was impossible to tune out the metallic scent entirely, and even if her head was now being distracted, her body's reaction did not change. Kazehime caught sight of the other girls bra from her torn dress, and looked between herself and Ai. Once more? Jiyu looked like a street whore compared to the other nearest girl, dressed in only her bikini top and daisy duke shorts. She had to keep thinking of something, anything but the blood.

    "So are we actually going to do something about this mess, or just stand here?" the Ace Of Hearts spoke up, not realizing she could likely make that call now, being a higher mage rank than marschal and one of the guilds aces. The only thing really in the grinning dogs mind? Was how quickly she'd have to move to tear the other girls throat out! Taking another breath, Jiyu glanced over at Marschal once more, taking a step closer to him, before locking onto their opponent once more. Maybe, just maybe? His scent would calm down the torrent in her head. Of course, if she knew he was thinking of bedding the other girl? She likely wouldn't care about staying calm anymore, even if she had yet to admit the full stretch of her feelings for him.


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    Post by Sol 28th August 2016, 2:31 pm

    A green haired demon had been lurking up on top of the rooftops of rose garden when the scene below had played out, Sol had been here to relax and have some of the food coked in this city but it got late and he had dozed off watching the stars though at the sound of a skull being crushed into the ground like a melon the slayer woke and yawned before he put his fedora on and dusted himself off before he sat down on the edge of the building and looked down at the scene before him, their were bodys and blood everywhere and the smell was making him hungry as he glanced at the three blow not knowing who the man and the woman were but the last one the woman covered in blood he knew her scent from long ago but he wondered why she was here.

    My my what a mess we have here if you need help cleaning up Id be more then happy to help” he said with a smirk on his face though his golden slitted eyes held no kindness in them and more of a predatory look in them, his guild mark was covered so unless Daiki told them who he was he was sure he wouldn’t have any trouble.


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    Post by Guest 1st September 2016, 7:13 pm

    Izayuki Hyoujin ♦ Black Rose ♦ B Rank

    Three souls so far, mixed in with the scent of shining and gruesome rubies. Ah, what a metaphor for blood. Here she was, just out and about, minding her own business, and now another thing to deal with. Was this a repeat of what had happened back in Lavanitir Port City? The Guild Master of Black Rose had decided to go looking for a different place to stay overnight, her nocturnal habits keeping her up by instinct. Whether the night was spent out causing some sort of mischief, taking a random job at a random hour, or simply crashing at Elyx's house again, it had to be much better than being cooped in her office and Inn room all night.

    And now, she had to deal with this. After all, Black Rose pretty much was going to own the city, if they had not already, and a bloodbath in Rose Garden was simply unacceptable. Easily leaping from roof to roof with a mix between her speed, agility, and flight, the Bakedanuki allowed her senses to guide her. Finally, she noticed the scene below, in a dark alleyway. The enticing aroma of the blood rose up from the messy corpses littered along the pavement, and Izayuki narrowed down the four souls. Two were extremely familiar- it seemed as if her guild was already on top of it. She recognized the panther yokai and the canine demon who were already confronting a suspected murderer. The green-haired man in the fedora was a stranger to the guildmaster. As for the girl with the torn dress and a knife painfully stuck in her back, Izayuki somewhat recognized her appearance, scent, and soul. Her soul though... the Ice and Soul mage was unable to sense once at all. Was she soulless? Very curious.

    Breathing out a sigh, and staying on top of the roof, the tanuki attempted to play out in her mind the possibilities of what had happened. The familiar stranger's dress was torn, and the dead all seemed to be males, so had she been attacked? Izayuki really could not blame her if that was the case, but nevertheless, she still had gone rather far, obviously. Having heard her guildmates question the mysterious woman already, the yokai took a seat above, sitting on the roof with her tail waving to and fro slightly. She would observe and listen first, and leap down to intervene if necessary. Her magic presence was completely sealed off, but if she was noticed, she would make no moves unless forced to. After all, her unbeknownst brother and her Ace of Hearts likely would not need her help against a petty killer, surely.

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    Post by Heavens Empress Daiki 8th November 2016, 5:51 pm

    Ai Daiki • Grim Heresy • B Rank

    Time seemed to stand still as Ai stood in place, over the man whose head she just crushed, by slamming it repeatedly into the concrete. Though the feeling was broken the moment that she had heard someone speak to her. She'd move her gaze over to the direction of the person that spoke, noticing it was a male and other than that, she didn't much care about any other details. He had asked if she had killed them. She'd smirk slightly before slowly trying to get the knife out of her back, which took a few moments. As she did so, she figured she'd answer the man to keep herself occupied while focusing on something other than the pain of slowly pulling the knife out, awkwardly. "The answer to your question... is yes." She'd state, pausing for a second as she had moved the knife wrong and hurt herself a little more than she already was. Things were apparently going to get interesting when another person had shown up. This time it was a woman who apparently knew the man that had asked if she had killed all these people. She had simply glanced over at the new voice as she was fiddling with the knife to get it out and winced as she had finally done so as the woman asked if they were going to do something about the mess or if they were just going to stand there. She'd sigh as the knife hit the ground before looking at the new arrival properly.

    "What, neither one of you are going to properly int-" She'd say, cutting herself off as she heard a familiar voice. He'd look over to the roof where the voice came from before taking a single step back. "What are you doing here, Snake?" She'd ask before looking back over at the other two, though not without glancing at the Basilisk Fang member every now and again. "Now, aren't you going to introduce yourselves?" She'd ask, looking at the man and the woman on the ground, keeping an eye on the man on the roof and even sensing an unholy magic nearby but for some reason, she couldn't pinpoint it. She'd quickly scan the ledges near the man before looking down at the knife that was near her. She'd kneel down and pick it up, with a slight wince and no real care of her dress as the purple was stained with the deep crimson blood and was dorn so that it barely covered her chest. It almost seemed to be what most young men would dream of seeing, though without the blood.


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    Post by Sayrn 20th November 2016, 10:26 am

    Softly the scent of those around her caught her as each step towards the Rose Garden brought her bare feet beneath another step into the darkness surrounding her. It had been too long for Kana around an hour since her last kill blood coating her fingers as she licked it off her tongue a pale blue as she turned her head to see the sign leading to the Rose Garden. Tonight Kana wore the usual for her time since joining the Executioners of the Rune Knights all those years ago armor that left nothing to imagination almost like she was wearing an armored bikini. Pauldrons with decor of skulls and a red hood that had special holes that let her elf ears poke through. This was no normal effort she was making as she had left the comfort of the old prison to find a guild to stay and now she was making her way to the so called "Ex-Criminal" guild to see what awaited her there.

    As her feet passed the gateways into the city a scent hit her nose that she knew all too well her mouth watering at this illustrious and lovable scent of blood her eyes slowly beginning to glow a deep red. Her feet carried her with power the sounds of tapping flesh on stone as she dashed towards the source of the scent her eyes searching every corner and every alleyway to find the corpses. Soon she had come across a curious scene in front of her hiding behind a corner only her glowing eyes peering from around it. From what the woman could tell there was four people here one seemed to have the ears of a wolf on them white fur coating the back as her eyes drifted to the others one being a simple woman with a bikini like outfit and what seemed to be elfin ears upon them. Another was harder to see sitting above the rest a fedora resting on their head and yellow eyes she could see from here and a look of something suspicious, "I must keep my eye on them" Kana thought to herself as she shifted focus onto the final person she could tell to be around here as her eyes lay on a woman with a sliced bit of clothing and slowly pulling what seemed to be a knife from her back as it hit the ground that being the only sounds she could hear from them.

    With a soft move she would put on a black cloak that matched her hood covering herself up to hide her bodies looks as she would step out from the corner only the sounds of her slowly approaching bare feet and the glow of her red eyes showing her face under the hood to them should they look. Once within earshot she could easily hear the woman who was stabbed say "going to introduce yourselves?" With a smile she would walk up letting her pressence be known by kneeling down and touching some of the blood on the ground with her index finger and licking at it causing her to shudder and sigh, "Fresh blood, been a while... I don't know what happened around here but allow me to say that does it really matter?" Standing up she would let her eyes drift over everyone before speaking again, "Sorry... My name is Kana I came from an old place and am on my way to Infinity Hydra... But I must say... This killing work is fine, no mercy!" She would smile and finish licking off her finger smiling as she did so.

    "Yet you all seem to think this overly brutal? I mean lets face it, judging by the knife in miss...  person here's back she was obviously attacked! And by the cuts in her clothing I can assume attempted... Well you know~ And all alone in alleyway probably thinking to get an easy time so they already chose to die. I see no problems scum are dead and the world no longer needs to worry about them hurting anyone else." Her eyes drifted to those around her once more looking for any reactions she would need to be worried for as she shook her head, "But what can I say? I am just an old crone with an opinion."
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    Location: Rose Garden.
    Notes: Sorry this is my first post in a long time, I am a tad bit rusty so please be brutal in your thoughts on my post! Also I did ask Iza and Ai if I can join and they said it was okay so please pardon the intrusion Sol & Jiyu


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