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                                              ╌╌ Serah flipped briefly through the list of papers on her  clipboard, visage covering the list of names inked onto every bar traced on. In the season of festivities, it was her duty through her role in the tourist company to assist the new arrivals of their stay for the Bodhum fireworks- and as among the group to do so her form straightens as she catches sight on the intended target, flashing a toothy grin prepares to repeat the words she had been rehearsing through the morning. “Welcome to Bodhum. I hope you enjoy your stay. I’m Serah, I’ll be your guide.” Inwardly, the pink-haired was pleased with her chosen welcoming. 

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                                               ╌╌ The sword clatters to the ground, shortly before a young girl following after. “Ugh…” The free hand clutches to her ribcage, pressing against the open wound. Her whole body couldn’t stop shaking.  “…” There was no room in giving up, she had a sister waiting for her. No way could she allow for it to end here but with her health quickly deteriorating, it was a difficult task. 

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