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[ ONE ] Arrival

Who; Mitsuru + You
What;Arrival and wandering around the city+narrow escape from tonberries
Where;The residential buildings, market, the cemetery
When; 23rd and throughout the week
Warnings; Will update if any come up.

A. 23rd Residential Buildings

The young woman hasn't had a chance yet to replace her school uniform. There's a slight bit of awkwardness in her mannerisms about that, made most apparent by the way she seems to keep her arms wrapped around herself. Almost as if she thinks she can disappear into herself by doing that. Of course nothing is quite that simple. In the back of her mind she keeps telling herself that there's no need for awkwardness. After all, back home on a Saturday juts like this she'd be traveling through a sea of other students in their uniforms. This isn't home though and she can't help but feel like the uniform just makes her stand out.

There's not too much she can do about that particular fact at the moment though and her mind wanders quickly to the vastness of the situation at hand. Nothing about this place is similar to anything she's ever seen before. She holds the red key as she looks up at the buildings trimmed with their different colors.

"Green, Blue, Gray and," she looks down at hers, "Red. What does it mean? Why are we being categorized like this?"

B. 24th Market District

The market was like absolutely nothing Mitsuru had ever seen before and there was no denying that it was overwhelming. There were things Mitsuru needed though and so she'd made a list and headed out. The list was something she was clinging to as she walked through the open-air market with an icy expression that revealed nothing of her inner thoughts about the place. At least she was quite good at hiding her emotions, which hopefully meant that she wouldn't need to worry about embarrassing herself too much here.

In order to further avoid the potential for embarrassment she also seemed to be doing her best to avoid people in general. All of her attention seemed focused on her list and the various stalls and buildings. Nothing about this place seemed to make sense and she would even go so far as to say it looked like nobody actually planned the layout. Honestly, that in itself was a little frustrating. Frankly, it was just poor design. That wasn't something she needed to get distracted by though. She needed to be focusing on the list and trying to get out of here as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, the ever important list slipped from her hand and went flying off away from her.

"Come back here right now," she commanded. Because certainly commanding a piece of paper would work.

C. 24th Just Outside the Cemetery just as it's getting dark

Artemisia had noticed something just as the sun was starting to set. From the brief whisper that came into her mind she couldn't quite figure out what she was sensing. The most logical thing to do here would be to contact Shinjiro and have some sort of backup before she attempted anything. However, she wasn't really thrilled with the idea of getting Shinjiro involved in something dangerous immediately after their mutual arrival here. It was selfish of her, deep down she truly did know that, but everyone could be selfish sometimes. She justified going forward alone as something she needed to do. She'd been the one to sense it and it would make more sense for her to put herself in danger than to let someone else do it for her.

Wasn't it amazing how someone could justify something in their own head?

It was easy enough to locate the hooded figure as it rounded a corner. All she could catch a glimpse of at the moment was it's heavy brown robe from the back. From a distance it looked to be a fairly decent size, perhaps around four feet in height? She couldn't quite tell, which only compelled her to try to get closer to it. She continued after it, using Artemisia to keep track of it every time it sped up around a corner. Eventually it stopped attempting to flee just outside what appeared to be a cemetery. It wasn't somewhere she'd been yet, though it wasn't as though she was too familiar with anything here as of yet.

When the creature turned around she steeled itself against it's hollow eyes. It reminded her considerably of a shadow and yet she knew that wasn't what it was. A terror began to prick at the back of her mind and instinctively she reached for the Evoker on her belt. She brought the gun to her head and pressed (making quite a sight for anyone to stumble upon).

"I command thee," she shouted with an authoritarian voice. With an explosion the Persona appeared hovering slightly above her.The creature began to shuffle closer to her, closing the gap to where it was almost close enough to touch. With a flourish of her own rapier she pointed Artemesia forward to attack as she quickly maneuvered backwards. A flurry of ice like daggers formed in from of Persona and then cascaded into the green skinned creature in front of her. It stumbled back allowing for more distance between the two of them. The terror that had only been prickling at her mind had started to push down the closer it got.

To make matters worse she was fairly certain she was sensing another somewhere nearby. This was not a battle that she should be taking, though a part of her did want to stay to finish it off. She stole a glance back and noticed that it was slowly getting back up on it's feet and heading her way. She needed to make a choice. Flee or stay.

In the end she chose something in between. Her goal now was to gather intel. Unfortunately, her Persona was a bit more geared towards combat than support, which meant her scanning took longer than Yamagishi would have. This ended up leaving her slightly vulnerable to the growing sense of dread and anguish that the creature seemed to dredge up the closer it got. Perhaps flee would have been the better choice.

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Yes, Mono had a tendency to run headlong into things, whether it was a good idea or not. Smart as he was, sometimes he could be impulsive, especially if he were trying to help. It was, indeed, lucky that the list had gotten stuck… Otherwise Mono would have just kept chasing after it till he got it, probably with a few scrapes and bruises from the endeavour if he did fall over.

Instead, he seemed to be mostly unscathed by the chase. Even if he had fallen, he was pretty used to landing on his face… Six used to shake her head at him for that, but he was terribly clumsy. “I’m fine!! I know I can get it!” He responded over his shoulder, making it rather obvious he wasn’t too concerned about it. He was more intent on the list. So once he was in a decent place to reach the paper, he hung onto the sign resting on top of the stall and leaned forward. His fingers wiggling a little as he tried to catch the edge of it… Just a little further!! “It’s just being kinda silly.”

Wobbling a little, he edged a little further off the edge in an attempt to catch a hold of it. Sorry, Mitsuru, for the worry.

But with a little luck, as a breeze nudged it back his way, he managed to catch hold of it and tugged it free. Turning and waving it excitedly in the air for her to see. “I got it!!!” He called out, sitting on the edge of the stall roof and grinning rather triumphantly.

Mitsuru moved rather deftly towards the location Mono was at. Of course she was solidly on the ground and looking up to where he was. Parkour was not a skill she'd be trying out anytime soon. Each wobble resulted in her tensing up.

"Careful, you're going to fall!" her fingers instinctively reached for where her evoker was, preparing just in case she needed to have access to quick healing. This child was going to cause her to have a meltdown, it was like dealing with a younger version of Akihiko.

"Then you can come back down," she said rather firmly. "Or...can you? Do you need help?" she asked tilting her head up at where he'd sat down. The others would probably all say she was being ridiculous, it wasn't even that high up on the roof of the stall.

“Nah! I do this all the time! And it’s not even that high!” The child responded quickly as he carefully clutched the list in his hands, looking down at the woman curiously. Adults… Always worried about weird stuff! Specifically weird stuff concerning him, he supposed. Well, Tommy had explained it… But that didn’t make it less weird to experience time and time again.

And to be entirely fair to Mitsuru, even if he wasn’t admitting it, Mono fell from varied heights all the time. He wasn’t the most stable on his feet, and sometimes he had to leap before he looked… But he’d been doing really well with his lessons since arriving in this world, and he was getting as good at climbing down as he started with climbing up.

“Okay! I gotta return your list, anyway.” He finally responded a moment or two later, tucking the paper in his pocket for now and working on climbing back down the side of the stall. “I got someone teaching me how to do this better! I climbed up and down the Historium without any ropes already this month!” It was a source of pride, after all, to have managed that when he’d always had a harder time climbing down from heights than going up them.

His feet met the ground soon enough, and he turned quickly to Mitsuru to deliver her lost list, only to trip over an uneven cobblestone and ending up flat on his face. All that and the kid still managed to fall… Drat!

What purpose does learning that really have?" she asked as she watched him coming down with a concerned expression that made her look far older than she actually was. As it turned out the concern wasn't unfounded. Panic flashed on her face as she rushed to his side to check if he was alright. The only thing that kept her from reaching for the evoker on her belt was the knowledge that it could be dangerous to reveal that particular skill in such an open area.

"Are you alright?" she asked quickly as she began to look him over for any potential serious injuries. "You really shouldn't do such foolish things simply for someone else's lost paper."

The question seemed kind of weird. Did learning to climb up and down well really not make sense? Well… Mono supposed it was probable that most people didn’t need to learn stuff like this. But in his world it was useful, there was so much to run from, and sometimes escape could only be found by climbing. Especially with so much of the place in shambles, buildings and roads alike. His answer is a little more careful. Of course, adults got weirdly worried when they learned that. “Um… It makes getting around places easier, and faster!”

He pushed himself up and rubbed the side of his face. There was a small scrape, and a bruise was already forming. The kid didn’t seem bothered, though. It could always be worse. “Yeah, I’m okay, I’m just clumsy.” He was glad the fall hadn’t happened on the way down the stall. That would be embarrassing to admit to his teacher. This was just him being clumsy as usual. “Yeah, but you might not have gotten it back if I didn’t!” He responded as though that made perfect sense, before digging the paper out of his pockets to present to her victoriously.

"Then maybe rushing up walls may not be the best choice of activities," she said with a wry little smile. She could already tell that was going to fall on deaf ears though. He seemed to have his mind made up about the value of this skill he was trying to learn.

"Thank you," she at least sounded grateful as she took the paper. "It was careless of me, but I appreciate your help." A frown touched her lips and she looked down a bit awkwardly. "I'm afraid I've just arrived so I don't have anything to reward you with." She'd have to make a note to try to remember to save something up or get him something he might need at a later date. It would be a disgrace for a Kirijo to not repay favors done for them in kindness.

“Sometimes you gotta, though.” He responded, confirming that her words were definitely not going to sink in or be heeded.

“You’re welcome!” He chirped back to her thanks, resettling his newsboy hat carefully after it had gotten knocked askew when he tripped. Mono already had a pretty good idea that she was new. He watched everyone in the city, after all. If he didn’t recognize someone and they didn’t have the… look? Of the locals? It was a likely that they weren’t from this world and had just arrived. “So you made a list so you could get stuff you need. That’s smart. I started using lists when I got here too. Someone helped me make them at first.” Now he was quite good at using them. Made him feel responsible and grown up, even if he really wasn’t.

But Mono didn’t really need anything. He hadn’t helped her for a reward after all. Mr Rhy had insisted on giving him some fruit once he got his money back, but back then, the kid hadn’t even had a job to make money… So it was different back then. Now Mono had a job and even people to live with! He wasn’t in need of handouts like he had been back then. “That’s okay. I don’t really need anything for helping. It’s kinda just nice to help new people. This place is big and weird when you just get here.” He shrugged a little. “I’m Mono. What’s your name, lady?”

"A list seemed like the best choice for efficiency given that I lack substantial knowledge of this place." It was only after she'd spoken that it occured to her that she could have just as easily said yes and let that be it. Now that he was finally on the ground Mitsuru took the opportunity to look the boy over. He was young, maybe close to Ken's age? Clearly, despite his age, he was capable enough. Either that or he was just overconfident and rushed into things. Both were things she was used to.

"Still, a Kirijo always repays their debts," she said firmly. Eventually she would find some way to repay this. "It's nice to meet you, Mono. My name is Mitsuru Kirijo. How long have you been in this place?" Mitsuru wasted absolutely no time in asking her own questions.

“You must really like being organized.” Mono responded, dark eyes widening a bit. He hadn’t really expected such a thought out answer, really. She definitely spoke a little like some of the other adults around here, kind of complicated compared to what he was used to… But it was a good kind of complicated. At least they could talk and stuff.

Mono looked a little confused by her insistence, but he guessed if she really wanted to, then he should probably let her… Right? It would be kind of mean of him to keep saying no, especially when she was already new here and probably trying to get used to things. So he shrugged and focused on the question. Time was something he’d gotten a lot better of tracking thanks to having a job and stuff. “I guess I’ve kinda been here a while? I got here over a year ago.”

"I appreciate efficiency," which was really the same thing. Though her tone and the way her eyebrow arched up indicated that she wasn't quite certain if he was giving her a compliment or not. Most wouldn't be bold enough to directly insult her but she had picked up on the idea that some people resented her for her obsession with organization and efficiency.

"A year?" That was...quite a lot to take in. An entire year here..."Without any idea how to return to your home?" She shook her head. If he confirmed that then this scenario was much worse than she had initially thought. "What about the problems in our own home?"

Mono squinted. He heard other adults phrase things like that… But it just seemed like a fancy way of saying she liked to be organized. But he had meant it was a good thing, of course. Just a weird good thing that he was trying to be better at these days too, even if he wasn’t always sure how… But lists were a good start, thus Mono was very pro lists.

“Yeah, there’s people that’ve been here even longer than me, though!” The kid confirmed, knowing that it sounded pretty unreal, and hoping that she didn’t think he was telling fibs or making that up. “No one’s found a way to go home yet. It’s kinda random like that? Sometimes people arrive and they’re only here for a little while, and then other people are here for a really long time.” He supposed a year was starting to seem like a long time… He was okay with being here, among people with faces and kind words, even if he knew he needed to go back to save his friend and fix things.

It helped, of course, that someone had already told him when people went home it was to right when they left. Or… Maybe help wasn’t the right word, considering the situation he’d been plucked out of. “They kinda don’t really care about that, I think… But someone told me we all go back to right when we left? So I guess no one’s really missing stuff.”

"That's really not comforting," she replied. Did he think it was supposed to be comforting or had he just said the first thing that came to mind? He was young, perhaps it had just been that. "It can't just be random." Nothing like this was every random, it had to be more than that. Or at least she wanted to think that was the case. It was overwhelming to think that it was completely random and there was absolutely nothing they could do about it. There was always something someone could do, right?

"Even if that's true that doesn't stop us from being concerned about what we left behind." Though it was actually a small comfort to think he was telling the truth. As long as it wasn't hurting their mission back home then at least she could take a small amount of relief.

“I didn’t say it was. I just wasn’t sure if you would believe me since not everyone believes kids and other people might be able to say, so you know it’s true.” He responded with a small frown. Maybe her not believing him would’ve been better, considering her reaction. The kid wasn’t sure, and it wasn’t like he was… good at this. Better at it than when he arrived, sure, but still not the best.

Mono shook his head a little as she continued. “I guess not, but that’s just what I know, and some people seem to think it makes it easier.” The child wasn’t really sure he could be much help in the whole comfort department, at any rate. Retrieving lost things was easy, but everything else? Not so much.

"I don't have any reason to not believe you." Yet. Perhaps there'd be some revelation that gave her pause, but so far he'd been helpful and blunt. Nothing about his demeanor had given her the idea he'd make things up. "Besides, I've recently found adults to be less trustworthy than anyone." Despite how harsh her words were her tone never indicated any particular emotion. It was more like she was reading an item from off her list.

"I appreciate the information," she said with a little sigh. "Is there anything else I should know?"

That seemed to warm the boy to her a little, sometimes doubt was an adults default. Most of those who arrived here weren’t like that, but… You never knew when someone would be. As Mitsuru continued to explain, his trust in her grew. It was sad, of course, that she had some experience with other adults being less trustworthy… but it meant she kind of understood a little better than some others did. “Adults are bad in your world too? That sucks.” He learned that word from someone else, and it seemed to fit how he felt about it. “They’re bad in my world too, and a lot of other people’s worlds got bad adults too.”

He tapped his chin lightly, little eyes scrunching a bit as he tried to think of what this person might find useful. “I guess the thing I learned first was that even if we got homes, you gotta find work so you can pay for stuff you need.” That hadn’t been easy. Being a child had limited his options. He was lucky that Tommy had hired him and a lot of other children to carry letters and stuff. “Oh! And even if the people in charge kinda make a lot of stupid mistakes, if the guard people send out a warning, then it’s probably really bad.”

"The adults in power have recently proven themselves...less than trustworthy." There was an icy edge to her tone that betrayed just how much recent events might have bothered her. She'd never been particularly trusting of others, not after what she'd experienced as a child. However, she'd never even considered the possibility that someone she'd admired so much could ever betray them so drastically. It was still difficult for her to wrap her head around what had been lost.

"Maybe we'll be able to change that as we grow up." That was her goal at the very least.

"That makes sense, I suppose I'll have to look for something eventually then." Not that she really had any idea what she could possibly do in this place for work. "I'm afraid my work experience is rather...specialized." Meaning that it was mostly in upper management. "Do these guards usually take care of whatever bad thing is happening? Or do they just warn us and leave it?"

“Oh… What did they do?” Mono asked, only realizing after the fact that he might not want to know after the things he’d seen adults do in other worlds during the crystal rains. It tended to make him quite angry on behalf of other people who’d been wronged by adults. Even if he couldn’t do much about it, it was something to wonder about. A similarity to his world, even if it was only in one way.

The boy paused though, dark eyes widening a bit when she continued. “Wait, are you not grown up?” The boy asked, as if everyone taller/older than him must be an adult. Silly child, really.

Mono fussed with his hat a little, listening as she explained her work experience. “What kinda specialized things?” Because it seemed to him that there were a lot of empty spaces in the city or in businesses. Maybe she could fill one of them? Maybe he could help her find something! That would be a good way to help someone new, right? The boy might have been getting ahead of himself, but he was prone to it.

“Sometimes they put a curfew thing in place, and they handle some of it? But a lot of the time they ask the people in the city that know how to fight monsters to help make a group to fight a thing too!” Mono knew a couple people who had, at least. He hadn’t been involved himself, which was probably for the better… Plus, he was pretty sure the adults wouldn’t let him if he tried.

"Nothing worth burdening you with." Or, more accurately, nothing she wished to discuss. Truthfully most of the original members of SEES had a horrid habit of simply not discussing their issues. Some buried them their commitment to getting stronger, some buried them by isolating themselves, and some buried them with a combination of isolation and burying themselves in other distractions. Mitsuru was the last one. Despite her resolve having lead to her Persona's evolution she was finding herself still at a loss on how to discuss everything that had transpired. Perhaps that was because the only resolution she'd truly come to was that she'd continue to fight on for the sake of everyone, rather than just giving up like she'd originally felt like doing. Not that she'd recognize that.

"That depends on whom you ask," she said jovially. "I have only recently turned eighteen, but I am the current head of the Kirijo group and have held many responsibilities there for years." And a lot of other responsibilities that a kid should never have. Still, she wasn't quite certain she wanted to be associated with adults.

"The Kirijo group is a globally operating multinational trading company," the words were repeated mechanically, as something she had to hear or say on a fairly regular basis. "We deal largely with research and development as well as manufacturing products that are you used throughout the world in everyday life. I handle much of the day to day reports, meetings, and investment decisions." Along with a very long, very boring, list of other things.

"How disgraceful. They should be able to handle the problems that arise in their own city, rather than relying on the unfortunate people that have been brought here against our wills."

“Okay… I don’t like talking about the bad stuff adults do, either.” The child responded, since he wasn’t sure what she meant by burdening him in the first place. It just seemed to him like she probably didn’t want to talk about it, or at least that seemed how people who were older than him acted about that stuff.

Unfortunately, as Mitsuru continued, the child started to feel more and more lost in his attempt to understand if she was an adult or not. She used a lot of words like adults did, way more words than he knew… Like what were investiment decisions? Manufacturing? What was a multinational trading company? His expression was scrunched up again as he tried to work out a vague idea of what most of it meant…

In the end? It just made her sound more like an adult and less like a kid. But she seemed to be suggesting she wasn’t really that old? “So…” He started, still looking a bit perplexed. “You’re kinda both? Like you know a bunch of adult stuff that I don’t know, but you’re not a really old adult either.” Was that right? Was he getting it? Mono hoped so, anyway, because she seemed pretty nice, like most of the other adults around here, and he hoped she didn’t think he was stupid or anything for not getting it.

Mono had to agree that she was right. It was honestly really weird that the people who were brought here tended to be the ones that needed to get rid of the monsters whenever they arrived. “Yeah, I don’t think a lot of people came from here instead of people like us know what to do with the bad things.” Even outside the bad things, Mono wasn’t really sure what he was here for most of the time.

"Thank you." She gave a curt nod. At his question she shifted a bit uneasily, unsure of how to answer his question.

"I'd like to think I'm very far from being an old adult," she finally responded. "According to the law however, I'm not legally an adult yet." That would be twenty, at least in the year she came from. Which, in a way, was a tiny bit frustrating given the requirements she had for running the company. The legalities of it all had ben enough to give anyone a headache.

"Though, I doubt it really matters much here, does it?" At least it hadn't seemed like something that would particularly matter here.

"That is ridiculous. What would they do if we weren't here then?" Nothing? Just let the bad things kill them? It seemed utterly stupid.

“So you just sound like an adult.” He nodded, seeming to think he understood this better now. “I bet you could trick the real adults easy.” He added, as though that might be useful to her somehow. Mono wished he could trick the adults sometimes, just because they were always telling him that some of the things he was used to dealing with were things he should go to adults about. Even if this world was different, it wasn’t advice that would be smart to follow in his world!

Though at her question, Mono shrugged with a little shake of his head. “Nah, not really. Everyone here’s pretty nice, so it doesn’t matter if you’re an adult or not.” She was just kinda lumped into the ‘new friend’ category while he tried to decide what kind of friend she might be.

“I dunno? I guess they’d just die.” Very blunt for a child, perhaps, but it just made sense to the boy. “Or maybe they’d learn to stop the bad stuff… But sometimes people don’t know what to do and they just stop trying to do stuff at all and let it happen.” Which seemed pretty normal as far as his world went. People could only handle so much before they gave up… So maybe part of the reason they were all here was so no one would? Kinda like they were inspiring them to do better and helping to make up for the stuff they couldn’t do themselves yet? Mono wasn’t sure though, so he didn’t voice it.

"I...haven't had much experience with people my own age so my social skills may be a bit lacking..." Though there was a certain edge of disappointment in hearing someone else tell her that. She'd known her social skills were lacking but it did feel a bit embarrassing to know just how awful they must be. She shook her head at his suggestion. "It would be nice if that were the case. Most at very least respect me due to my family name, but there are certainly quite a few that put up protest." They may have respected her family name and her own talents but questions related to her age and relationship status came up too often.

"That's good to hear that everyone seems to get along decently." It seemed a bit surprising given the variety of people, but again, she had no reason to think he wasn't being honest. She blinked at the bluntness of his statement but then nodded, truthfully she could appreciate it.

"How shameful for them to allow themselves to be put in such a position." She shook her head. Had they tried before with whatever had happened to this world that required all this outside help? Or had they always been a group of people that tried to leave it to others to clean up? "I suppose I should be used to taking the responsibility of cleaning up the mess of others."

Mono, for all his own lacking social skills, still felt bad when he heard people sounding down or disappointed for various reasons. And if she didn’t have a lot of experience with people her age either, then sounding like an adult wasn’t really her fault. Not that he had meant it in a bad way, it was more than a lot of it sounded kind of odd or he didn’t know what some of the things she’d talked about were. “Oh.. If it makes ya feel better, I only had like… one friend in my world? We didn’t talk much either, so most people say more words than I know here, anyway.” That was helpful to say, right?

Right?

Mono shrugged his shoulders a little at the statement. “It kinda sucks, yeah… But no one knows what happened before we got here, either.” At least, not that he knew of yet. Mono tended to be more concerned with other things. He left ‘figuring the world out’ to the other people here. Mostly he just used the time to get better at stuff he needed to and trying to watch out for and help his friends.

"I appreciate the sentiment behind your words," there she went again being overly formal. It was almost as if she just forgot she was talking to someone as young as Mono seemed to be. "Until recently I truly only had two that I could refer to in such a way. Though we also spoke much less than we should have." Sometimes, especially lately, she'd found herself wondering if things could have been different if they'd talked more openly with each other. They'd all grown so comfortable with focusing on their goals and ignoring their pain that it was all they knew how to do now. Which only caused more pain, didn't it? She let out a tiny sigh and shook her head.

"That's quite disappointing to hear. Are the locals simply incapable of explaining the details?"

Mono at least realized he would have to get used to people being a little more formal and talking about stuff that he didn’t quite understand. And… wasn’t it kind of lucky to have to do that at all? When otherwise he wouldn’t have the chance to even learn about some of the complicated things people here knew or spoke of. The child just needed to... pay closer attention, maybe. Try to learn and understand a little harder. “Then you don’t got a lot of experience either, right? It’s just kinda different.” The boy had to wonder about her friends, though, and why they might not have talked as much as they should have. “Why didn’t you talk to them as much? Did ya have to be quiet a lot, or did you get separated?”

Shaking his head at the question, Mono wasn’t entirely sure of the answer to this either. “I dunno? They kinda just say the world ended or there was a… Clamity thing?” Calamity. “Like I think they don’t remember what really happened, just that something bad happened.” Which, he at least realized, was very unhelpful to the people trying to figure stuff out. “But… I kinda get it. Sometimes remembering bad stuff that happened is hard?” Sometimes he had a hard time remembering if something bad that happened in his world went one way, or another… He wasn’t sure if it was because he didn’t want to remember, or if he just got confused when he had to move so quickly to get past the bad things.

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