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50th Detonator [Text]

[Kresnik is sitting on his sister's bed, listening to the music box that was left behind. He already checked the communicator frequencies, which confirmed his suspicions.]

All church services hosted by Yulie will be discontinued now. [He's not going to take over either.] She has returned home.

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[This text is sent about an hour later.]

Is everyone aware of

handsoffdabox's burning of Dissimulo's church?

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I'm fine. [Regardless, he notices her expression and can't really say no to that. So he steps aside for her.]

[Don't need to be a rocker scientist to figure out that line was pure and utter lies. But once she enters the house, she speaks up.]

...you're not.

This isn't the first time someone left... I've been here for two years now.

But it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt...even more with family.

[She's really trying to keep in check; she wants to comfort him, not make things worse.]

[...] Yulie is back where she belongs. [Even if she goes back to a time where he's not with her...]

...you want to go with her.

[No question. Fact.]

Filgaia is my home planet.

I'm not talking about Filgaia.

It's where I need to return to as well.

[In her mind, she thinks he's with her before arriving and unaware of all the military stuff behind it.]

Even so, you shouldn't be alone.

[He holds back a sigh at her stubbornness, though he might appreciate it deep down.]

...You can stay if you want.
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[~~Kuudere at heart.~~ She nods in gratitude and decides to go to the kitchen and see if there's any tea she could make. ~~It so helps. Really.~~]

[There's tea in the kitchen, uhh whatever that Discedo provides.

As she goes to the kitchen, Kresnik sits on a couch, remaining quiet.]

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[Be lucky that she didn't knock anything over or have stuff land on her head; that happened one time with Mike. Amusing but not wanting that to happen again.

So when the drink was finished, Sora came out.]

Um, can I ask you something?

...What is it? [He looks towards her.]

What's it like? Your home.

[And don't give her a one line answer; she'll ask for more than that. Also handing him tea now.]

Filgaia is a wasteland. [Welp, he's giving a one line answer.]

[Mentally sighing. Man of few words.]

But it wasn't always that way, was it?

It's been that way since I was born. The war lasted for 78 years.

A war...lasted that long?

[Sora wasn't ignorant about her world and the wars they were in. What stunned her was that even The Hundred Year War didn't make a world into something terrible]

Why?

A global war did.

[...] Neither side wanted to surrender.

...were you...involved?

[She's very quiet when she asks. It was an ugly subject and it was something she didn't want to ask lightly.]

No, I was only 14 when the war ended.

[There was a bit of relief when she heard that just because she didn't like to see anyone, friend or not, in something like that. But it made her wonder: did Fortuna go through the same thing? Was there so much conflict that the world couldn't take it all? It made her heart ache just thinking about it.]

But there's still good there, even if something like tried to take it.

[....] There are people working to rebuild Filgaia.

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