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We were expecting SMT protag bullshit, not what we are dealing with. Dawn ended up being a crap-shoot, and we haven't even been able to put much XP in any of Dawn's stuff either cause we don't need it... yet anyway. I still really want the "Shoot to the Horizon like you're standing right next to it" series of Charms though.
Considering the things we will end up fighting then being a Dawn will come in handy down the line but atm there is to much rebuilding/reorganizing etc to be done. Where a Solar can really shine.

Seems to be a theme with these kind of exalted quests/crossovers, players having to work on stuff their cast is suboptimal for. Twilight!Taylor seems more like a dawn with some social added in, Alexanders Twilight!Issei is full dawn/zenith, Gromwelds Taylor acts more like a general/leader then her cast should be. There are probably more then these.
 
Again, not something we were expecting to need:

We were expecting SMT protag bullshit, not what we are dealing with. Dawn ended up being a crap-shoot, and we haven't even been able to put much XP in any of Dawn's stuff either cause we don't need it... yet anyway. I still really want the "Shoot to the Horizon like you're standing right next to it" series of Charms though.
I don't suppose explaining that that was the plan helps at all, when all those plans were so neatly sidestepped. :p

You weren't supposed to have nearly enough of a country left for bureaucracy to be a useful ability, but noo... :rofl:
 
I don't suppose explaining that that was the plan helps at all, when all those plans were so neatly sidestepped. :p

You weren't supposed to have nearly enough of a country left for bureaucracy to be a useful ability, but noo... :rofl:
Eh, cold comfort. You get screwed over once, we feel the after shocks for the entire quest pretty much.

Also, you're threadmarks are borked. Goes right from the one on page 27/28 to one on... 56 I think? The threadmarks labeled Saturday Eclipse 7 and 8.
 
I know, Twilight or Zenith would have been better, but I don't think any of us were expecting enough of the Earth to survive to even need any of those really... except Occult of course. We went in expecting Survival-Horror and got Orginizations Being Dicks... also Generals Can't Take Any One Being Better Than Them, Especially A Little Girl.
Only we got as far as we did exactly because we are Dawn. We are relatable and easy to put in brackets. Twilight, Zenith or Eclipse would've used resources much better, but they would've got real access to said resources only after everything gone to shit. JP is rightfully paranoid, Government don't know what the fuck they are doing and less said about other groups the better.
 
Ah, I just realized why I hate Midori. The Charas are parts of Amu's personality, expressions of it. In fact, all of them including Amu are different expressions of who she is and could be, Amu's just the primary one.

And Midori mind-raped her. Soul-raped really.

Compassion 5 or not, I hope gets fucking pissed if she ever realizes this. Actually Compassion 5 should push her to even greater heights of anger.
 
Ah, I just realized why I hate Midori. The Charas are parts of Amu's personality, expressions of it. In fact, all of them including Amu are different expressions of who she is and could be, Amu's just the primary one.

And Midori mind-raped her. Soul-raped really.

Compassion 5 or not, I hope gets fucking pissed if she ever realizes this. Actually Compassion 5 should push her to even greater heights of anger.
Considering how this has all been going, I'm sure it was just to try and help save the world and it was an inescapable sacrifice.... Or something like that... And then what ever the plan was got ripped to pieces and burnt, where after it got Craft(Vacuum)'d

... Or well something like that no doubt, reasonably sure this is unexplored territory for everyone.


Though that isn't to say the act itself wasn't despicable and wrong though. So that's probably going to come back and bite her some how.
 
We were expecting SMT protag bullshit, not what we are dealing with. Dawn ended up being a crap-shoot, and we haven't even been able to put much XP in any of Dawn's stuff either cause we don't need it... yet anyway. I still really want the "Shoot to the Horizon like you're standing right next to it" series of Charms though.
Most exalted players could have told you that. Dawn's problem is that combat charm trees cost too much to invest heavily into multiple trees, and since all their slots are on the combat skills, they basically only have one caste ability for functional purposes until they hit enough xp and training to round out all their favoreds.

I think we wound up with Dawn because people didn't want Twilight/Eclipse and it was the second runner up though.
 
This is another nice thing about the warning, those ho show up in time to see it can go back and re-read parts/the whole thing to remind us where we were/what we were doing.

I know, Twilight or Zenith would have been better, but I don't think any of us were expecting enough of the Earth to survive to even need any of those really... except Occult of course. We went in expecting Survival-Horror and got Orginizations Being Dicks... also Generals Can't Take Any One Being Better Than Them, Especially A Little Girl.
when did we get that? I can't recall a single instance where they didn't listen to the supernatural little girl

no our real problem was needing to use a series of short term patch jobs instead of long term solutions
 
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Meh, Amu better be careful or she's going to get turned into a paradoxical compassionate goddess of war by the SMT setting, that is known to elevate mortals to demons/personas, and get jacked as a summon by some wild card asshole/demon summoner.
 
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Uh, did you read the same chapter I did? Because I remember one of the generals concluding we were a goddess and going to consult with a priest.
when did we get that? I can't recall a single instance where they didn't listen to the supernatural little girl

no our real problem was needing to use a series of short term patch jobs instead of long term solutions
I'm rereading the whole thing right now, I was mis-remembering. Or rather I was only remembering their initial reactions to us.
Meh, Amu better be careful or she's going to get turned into a paradoxical compassionate goddess of war by the SMT setting, that is known to elevate mortals to demons/personas, and get jacked as a summon by some wild card asshole/demon summoner.
I think/hope our nature as an Exalted over-rides that. We need to be elevated from Human to a Demon as far as my understanding is, but Amu's already been elevated to something else that by SMT standards isn't quite human already.
 
Tuesday's Disquiet 11
"—Amu-chan?" Yukari spoke, incredulously. "What the hell is going on?"

Preparations…

A twist of will ensured that Integrity-Protecting Prana was up and running, working correctly. Not that it ever hadn't, and Amu suspected she'd know if it somehow failed, she just didn't feel like taking chances.

The opening behind Yukari had shifted, right after she entered, and now she could feel something there. A sense of… cold, a bone-deep chill, enormous and foreboding, but distant. Like staring into the heart of winter from inside a cozy cottage. It wasn't nearly as overwhelming as Nyarlathotep, but that might simply be because of the distance. If she hadn't been in a hurry, she would have questioned the sudden appearance of yet another new sense.

And, although she couldn't feel her, Io-chan was right in the middle of that.

"Hey. You there?" Yukari asked sharply.

She shook her head. "Sorry. I'm just…" She paused, momentarily considering which of the many, many things might be most important for Yukari to know right then and there. "…Nitta-san is in trouble. Tenjin—the god of the shrine—has made a gateway right to her, so I'm going to rescue her. You don't have to come."

"Behind me?"

She nodded. Yukari let out a breath.

"Does this happen to you a lot? Side trips turning into dungeon crawls?"

Amu blinked at the phrasing. "No, this is…" She paused. Utau's concert. The ski resort. Fumi's office and, oh god, that last trip to the park with Mom, and… a lot of other things. She could feel her cheeks heating up. "Um. Maybe?"

"Fuck. I think I see why Hotsuin thought you needed a guard."

"Um. That's…" She shook her head impatiently, also looking around for anything that might be of use. There was nothing, but the room hadn't been real from the start. "More importantly, we have to get going! Io needs us."

The name just slipped out. After a moment, she decided not to correct herself.

"Not without a bit of planning!" Yukari frowned down at her. "Or were you just going to run in there without one? I don't know if you can feel it, but that's a boss monster on the other side. We do need to rescue her—"

Amu opened her mouth.

"—But we don't have to leave until we're ready! Let's take a minute and plan. You're supposed to be good at that, right?"

Urgh…

"Because I don't think the brigade of pink magical girls is going to impress whatever that is," Yukari advised. She glanced back at the hole that had replaced the opening she came in through. Ice crystals were starting to build up around the edges. "And calm down a little. You're starting to burn a hole through the floor."

Pink—

She drew a hand through her hair, checking it for the she-didn't-knowth time that day. About half pink, a lot of red, and the occasional blue strand… probably because she thought too much. She had completely turned into a mood light.

The thought was so startling, she nearly laughed, but that was quickly overwhelmed by frustration. How could she make her understand? Io might not have a minute!

"Dammit, she needs us now!"

…Eh?

Replaying that last sentence in her head. She'd said…

Amu turned a brilliant, nearly luminous scarlet.

"—Don't know?" Yukari was saying something, but she'd missed the first part in her embarrassment. "I've been to places like this before. We're slightly outside of time, so as long as we're planning to go help her, we'll definitely arrive at the most dramatic possible time. There are limits, but taking a few minutes to plan won't matter. It means we'll take more time getting back to the real world, that's all."

— — —

"This is a promise," the Queen of Ice said, and Io shuddered. "Do nothing, and others will pay the price for your intransigence. Flee, and I will hunt you down myself."

She felt like she should protest, argue and point out that she'd done nothing to deserve this at all. She wanted to take her needle-sword and poke a few holes in the… magical super-being that was finally leaving, who likely had more power in her left finger than Io had in her entire body, and whose left finger was also longer than Io's entire body at present.

Maybe not the best of ideas. She'd feel so much better, though!

So she nodded her assent, because that was all she could do.

"Understood," she said, her voice carrying a surly undertone. "How would I contact you with the information, if I find it?"

"You have a phone, do you not? Use that." Mab paused. Her voice felt slightly approving. "The den mother knows how, though I would warn against calling me up without reason. Well, then, ciao~"

She stepped off into the depths of the portal, which began visibly wavering. A snowstorm hid her from sight, and a moment later she was gone.

"Oh, and about those other two."

Io heard running feet from behind, and whirled, but there was nothing there. She didn't even want to think about the fact that the snowstorm had just talked; that wasn't nearly the weirdest thing today. She slowly turned in a circle, listening for more.

"Would you be a dear and do something about them? We can't have a pair of insects flitting about, they wouldn't fit in." Mab sounded amused. "Oh, but don't touch the two fairies, or the sleeping one. Thanks!"

That… pretty clearly wasn't aimed at her. She looked apprehensively at the portal, which had surged back to life the moment that Mab spoke.

She was still looking at it moments later, when an honest-to-god giant, bipedal goat climbed on through, snorting, head turned towards the footsteps.

— — —

The best plan is often a simple one.

Even so, Amu had taken her time and planned. Not a lot; despite Yukari's words, she didn't think time was quite as flexible as implied, not against someone who would probably be leaving themselves once their work here was done. If they were the type to hang around, then… well, her job would be easier.

Mostly, her planning took the form of confirming Yukari's skills.

She had a bow, so of course she could use it. Piercing arrows, explosive arrows… according to Yukari, she could even use multiple arrows at once to create a sort of artillery blast, but it was tiring and inaccurate besides. Usually, she used it to hit an entire group of demons at once.

Apart from her arrows, she also controlled wind. Air, rather. She was good at it; she could use it to slice a single demon apart, or she could create a tornado that would tear up everyone in a room except for her allies, and at Amu's prodding, she admitted she could also do subtler things.

Which was why, after spotting the portal, Yukari threw the sound of their footsteps so it sounded like they were coming from a completely different direction than they were.

Which had all worked fine, the goat giant was looking at the wrong direction, and Yukari was already readying an arrow, but—

'Why is there a single Shugo Chara hovering above Io? And why does it look precisely like Io?'

The answer was obvious, but Amu rather wished she hadn't seen it. This wasn't what she'd had in mind when bringing Io along.

'…Why does she have wings?'

The answer to that was also obvious, if disconcerting given Io's dislike for demons.

But they could talk about that later. She recognised the goat as a Fomorian, one of a race of evil gods, and whatever it meant for a race to be evil… She didn't have much choice. She wouldn't gamble with lives, not even her own.

Extra preparations (pick one):
[ ] You discussed how not to get in each other's way, for increased battle effectiveness.
[ ] You took those few minutes to cram as much of Craft(Vacuum) into your head as possible.
(Might be useful vs. portals. Only one dot is possible.)
[ ] Ditto, some kind of combat ability.
[ ] Write-in, but on a similar level of complexity.


What do?
[ ] Get Io out of harm's way. Both of her. You'll worry about the doubling later. (2x)
[ ] Shut that portal down.
[ ] Help kill the Fomorian.
[ ] Write-in.


You can also shout instructions to Yukari. Left to her own devices, she'll turn that Fomorian into a hedgehog.

Io is now back to NPC status, which isn't to say that she won't act, and you should account for whatever her actions might be.

A/N: Next up, Utau. I guess I'll keep them separate, because Utau's parts are not up for vote. Feel free to discuss it anyway, of course.
 
A matter of family (1)
A matter of family, part 1

"Do you have a second?"

Utau looked up from her book, slightly annoyed at the interruption. She'd been reading a particularly interesting chapter—something about leveraging fixed points in the egosphere to cause larger disturbances outside, which could then go on to spike enough Magatsuhi into the world that it would pierce its defences against that sort of thing. As opposed to doing it all with your own will, which was apparently either impossible or impossibly foolhardy, one or the other; the book didn't go on to explain which one, or why.

It didn't match up very well to any of the things she'd tried herself, and admittedly she didn't understand most of what it was saying, but she figured that if she kept reading she'd eventually find an explanation. If nothing else, at least it was far more interesting than schoolwork.

But these two were Amu's parents, which easily earned them a second of her time. An hour or two, even.

"Sure, what's up?"

She fought the urge to blush. Even if she said that… the last time they'd talked had been really embarrassing for her, thanks mostly to Su, and she dearly wanted to avoid a repeat.

"Mm. It's a little complicated, and really Amu should be here too…"

"Before we start talking about that, I'd at least like to have your brother here," Midori said, elbowing her husband. "Do you know where he is?"

"Ikuto?" Utau shrugged. "No idea. He doesn't tell anyone where he goes, least of all me, but he'll show up for dinner."

Because if he had, he knew her well enough to know that she'd be practicing her stalk… er, ambush hugs. Any progress she'd made on not clinging to him every chance she got (that was, when Amu wasn't looking), after two days of consistently being around each other, had also been eradicated by Su.

She smiled to herself, deciding that a little openness was one side-effect she could currently live with. Her brother was starting to get used to it, too, and had stopped pushing her away quite so fast~

They'd slept in the same room, and he had told her goodnight. She'd hugged him good morning—and it hadn't been hurried. In fact, she'd sat there and watched him wake up. Ikuto's sleeping face was cute. She'd known that, of course, but this was the first time she could remember seeing it on him in bed, and he'd seemed stunned to see her there, and… He'd be around later that day, and they could eat together, her, Ikuto and Amu. And Amu's oversized family, of course.

Not all of the butterflies in her stomach were from joy. It still felt a little too good to be true.

"I can find him if you want," she offered, suddenly a little nervous. He was still around here somewhere, right? He wouldn't have left. There was nothing to do outside, and even if there had been, an Easter agent might have seen him. That would be bad. She didn't know what would happen if Easter started talking to JPs, only that she probably wasn't useful enough to Hotsuin for that, and…

Actually, the nervousness wasn't hers, but mostly Midori's. Odd.

"Would you?" Midori, who'd looked considering for a moment, finally shook her head. "I'll take you up on that, but not just yet. Utau-chan…" She paused for a moment. "Do you mind if we call you that way? I didn't mean to—"

"It's fine, really."

In the ensuing, brief silence, she had to fight twice as hard not to blush. Using her first name felt childish, but she didn't have another to give anymore.

That really was Su's fault. No, she didn't like her mother's family, and she didn't like her father either—he'd abandoned them—and she definitely wasn't ever going to call herself 'Hotori,' ever again—but that covered all of her options. Tsukiyomi? She'd only liked it because it was Ikuto's. It didn't feel like hers, not the way Su felt about Hinamori.

"All right," Midori said easily, as if nothing at all had happened. "Utau-chan it is. That might make things a little easier later on, though… there isn't a good way of saying this. Utau-chan… Can I ask you for a favour?"

Smiling, she let her book fall shut. Please do!

"It's about Amu-chan." Midori sagged a little, briefly feeling far older than her years. "She's always been a kind girl, but lately she's been trying to shoulder the weight of the world. I can't tell her no…" She shook her head. "I can't, because she's succeeding, but I don't like what it's doing to her. She's getting… grim. As if she has to work every moment she's awake. She barely takes the time to talk, anymore…"

She saw Amu's father squeezing Midori's hand.

"Her sisters are doing everything they can to help, but maybe that's part of the problem. They're all…" Midori shook her head. "Look at me, passing my own problems on to a teenager. You've been in the same situation, though; you know that working too much isn't good for you, and Amu doesn't. Those three… I've only known them three days, but it feels like I've known them for years. They'd do anything for each other, no matter what it costs them."

Utau's thoughts spun ahead. This wasn't quite what she'd expected, but it wasn't like she hadn't seen the same thing. She could work with it.

So, she should look out for Amu. Catch her if she fell, though Utau doubted it would come to that; Amu was stronger than Midori gave her credit for, just too naive sometimes. Utau didn't mind the job, not if it was basically about helping someone.

Still, she felt a little bitter. This warmth, the genuine care radiating from Midori when she was talking about Amu felt like a bonfire. Even if it felt frustrated, this was what she'd hoped for, for years, from her own mother.

"—I can't help them," Midori was saying. "I don't know how to reach her, not anymore, but maybe you can. Will you be her friend? No, more than that. Can you try to be her sister? She needs someone like that, I think, someone who can stand in between the normal world and wherever she's going. You understand her better than me, and you're closer to her age as well."

Utau's thoughts came to a screeching halt.

"Her—sister?" She asked, uncertainly. What.

"Her older sister, someone who'll call her out when she does something stupid." Midori smiled. "I didn't mean literally. Although, since this is where the conversation went…"

Midori looked at her husband. Tsunagu? Utau didn't remember.

"What my wife is trying to say—" He took over, and something in either their demeanour or feelings filled her stomach with butterflies. "—Is that, in light of the situation, we have been thinking about officially adopting the two of you."

What…

"I know it's a little fast. You're a sweet girl, but we've barely met, and you don't really know us at all. It's just, the way things are now…" He sighed. "We're hoping that knowing Amu is enough. It might be a good idea, as at the very least, it'd give you the cover of law if something were to happen. I think you'd want to stick around anyway, right?"

She stared blankly at them.

"This is something we'll need to discuss with the both of you, and at least in Ikuto's case it might be mostly for form. We'll try to make both of you as welcome as possible, to the degree that you'll let us. …."

He kept on talking, not that she heard. Please dial nine for the operator. Utau will be with you shortly.

She could feel her face draining of blood, a dizzy sensation spreading through her body.

The truth was, she didn't know how to react. She'd never, not even once, not ever—

She thought she squeaked something. Maybe a terrified denial.

"—Utau?"

She heard blood rushing through her ears, and suddenly her face went bright red.

They'd only just escaped from the last set of parents! …No, that was the wrong way to put it, she didn't need to escape. Mom—She didn't even want to escape. It was Easter she wanted to escape, not—She shuddered, feeling cold.

Abruptly, she felt nauseous. That 'caring' emotion. It was just meant for Amu. Wasn't it just meant for Amu? She was suffocating. She couldn't draw breath—

Through foggy eyes, she saw an arm reaching out for her. Her eyes widened, and she scrambled backwards, knocking over the chair in her rush to get to her feet. Her book crashed to the floor.

"Utau! Please, calm down!"

She stared at them like a deer in the headlights, then turned tail and ran. The moment she was through the door, operating mostly on instinct, she wrenched at the space around her. It rang like a gong—and a blast of wind slammed through the corridor, ripping one hairband out but shutting the door.

— — —

She ran until she found an empty corridor, dodging both functionaries and JPs' troops, then sagged to the floor in exhaustion.

What…

"What am I even doing?" She muttered to herself.

Amu's parents had just wanted to help. She'd been sitting right next to them, and there wasn't a cruel bone in their bodies. Just like Amu, which shouldn't have come as a surprise. There was no call to start blubbering like a little kid, let alone running away, and she still wasn't sure why that had happened.

Now that she thought about it, all of this had to be the fault of that chattering of Guardians. They were the ones who'd always taken Tadase's—

She patted her face, feeling the scrunched-up muscles, and gradually forced them to relax. That… no. She would not turn as excitable as Amu. She owed them an apology, but she had to talk to someone first.

Ikuto. Ikuto would know what to do.
 
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[X] You took those few minutes to cram as much of Craft(Vacuum) into your head as possible.
[X] Shut that portal down.


An open door is an invitation for unexpected intervention. Best close it before anyone else notices it's there.
 
Still not done with the reread so I am a bit lost on what we where actually doing here, something about a god that Nya-chan sent us to speak to?

[X] You took those few minutes to cram as much of Craft(Vacuum) into your head as possible.
[X] Shut that portal down.


No idea of how strong a Fomorian is in this and if getting some power ups in fighting skills would help us or not. So lets go for the "close portal so not more complications end up dropping on our lap" thing.

Poor Utau still so scared by her experiences. We really need to spend time with her in some way when we got some time. Also if Easter tries something I say we introduces them to a compassion 5 Solar that wants to protect something. Amu should with just a little bit of more work be more important then anything Easter could ever offer.
 
Actually, the nervousness wasn't hers, but mostly Midori's. Odd.
... Utau's an empath? That... okay, that makes sense with how she can make others feel what she is feeling I guess. Its a little confusing having two Midori's in the story, took me a second to realize she meant Amu's mom.

[X] You took those few minutes to cram as much of Craft(Vacuum) into your head as possible.
[X] Shut that portal down.

The moment she was through the door, operating mostly on instinct, she wrenched at the space around her.
Is that SMT magic or is she using the same kind of Shaping the Charas and Amu use to do that?
 
... Utau's an empath? That... okay, that makes sense with how she can make others feel what she is feeling I guess.
Not in the traditional sense.
Is that SMT magic or is she using the same kind of Shaping the Charas and Amu use to do that?
I'll refer you back to this:
Branches of magic, as understood by Kanno Fumi and Amu

Sorcery
This is the oldest branch of magic, and the only branch that can be used without training. In modern times it is little used, with most remaining sorcerers belonging to family lines that have some form of advantage or another; for example, Hotsuin Yamato, although he has very little formal training and largely relies on his control of the Dragon Stream. Sorcery is by far the most effective form of 'combat magic', as it can be used without any form of preparation; on Earth, it amounts to overriding Kagutsuchi's reality through sheer force of will, although it can be used in any location with sufficient magatsuhi--which is very nearly every location.

It has decreased in popularity because of the consequences of failure. While every magical creature uses some form of sorcery, humanity is unique in that it lacks the metaphysical organs required to do so; sorcerers cope by using their own mind, which is made of magatsuhi and can therefore interact with the element, as a replacement. On the one hand, this provides a great deal of versatility and control. On the other hand... you're jamming a spoke into your mind and expecting reality to break before your mind does.

Most aging sorcerers have some form of mental debilitation. Any sorcerer who makes it to old age is, however, guaranteed to be very good at what they do.

The effects produced by Chara users and demons are very similar to sorcery, but are by and large far safer to the user.

Sorcerous initiations and schools date back at least five thousand years; however, it's likely that family lines that understand how to use these skills have existed even longer.

Known practitioners: Every demon on the planet, in their own sense. Hotsuin Yamato. The average Persona character. The European umbrella organisation of the White Tower. Most SMT characters that aren't in some form magical creatures. If someone casts "agi", it's almost certainly sorcery.

(...massive snip...)
 
[X] You took those few minutes to cram as much of Craft(Vacuum) into your head as possible.
[X] Shut that portal down.
 
Stunts for the stunt god people.


I'd actually prefer not closing the portal right away i think. It's where Mab went right? Wouldn't it be useful to have a way to actually pay back her stupid debt? Also does Io or the new and improved fairy Io have a way to do it without us?

Fomorians are pretty much related to the darker aspects on nature and chaos so i expect they'd be related to the winter court (although wiki tells me that before they were faeries they were gods and that was what the Fomorians were related to).
Therefore any Solar anti-wyld thing should work pretty well on them (and their magic portal ???). And the fae in general to a lesser extent maybe. I'd prefer to invest into a anti-chaos combat charm simply because we have soooo many potential chaotic enemies, it isn't even funny.

Some with better exalted rule lawyering skills find the right charms please to divert this stampede into a (free?) charm upgrade instead of a obscure skill we will use twice.

Also isn't our demesne supposed to have anti-reality collapsing properties? I'm pretty sure that portals to places not of this dimension count. Probably. Can we use it this far away? Can we stunt that *after* we smear the demon of course? Even if we can't make it a permanent feature because it would place unacceptable strain on the dragon steam whenever a overpowered asshole tries to open a portal to transport a septentrione or a army, closing these things in our 'domain' should be useful.
 
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[X] You took those few minutes to cram as much of Craft(Vacuum) into your head as possible.
[X] Shut that portal down.


Poor Utau. :( Poor Amu's Parents too, they meant well and just happened to stumble into one of her traumas.
 
[X] You took those few minutes to cram as much of Craft(Vacuum) into your head as possible.
[X] Shut that portal down.

Hugs require distribution
 
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