Yukimaru turned to face away from Yukino, still clenching her fists as tightly as she could. [color=01B7FF][small]"You're no better than him, zam."[/small][/color] She muttered to herself. She sighed and looked back at Yukino to answer her question, [color=01B7FF]"I'm not a master shinobi, so I must have a way to actively focus my chi, zam. Saying 'zam' is the way I've worked out to do that, zam."[/color] She managed to finally hear the man at the base of the Carrier shouting at nothing, then saw him climb up a ladder so she leaned over the edge to investigate. [color=01B7FF]"Uh, excuse me, zam, but, who're you, zam?"[/color]
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Rozalin sneezed, this time having a handkerchief handy. This craft must be especially dusty. Regardless, after all the fighting it is certainly due for a good cleaning. She raised a perplexed eyebrow at Valvatorez and followed after Fenrich. "Are you sure that this is what was supposed to happen?" She felt the pocket watch she had picked up vibrate through her bag, as she had been holding it close to her. She curiously took the watch out and began to examine it again.