Anna's gaze met the [castle's stunning elegance] for the first time. It has a rather intimidating yet regal air to it. Perhaps it reflects a different era, because the architectural design doesn't seem to match that of modern Kusarian interiors in the slightest. Tsuya turns to speak to Anna.
"Walk wherever you wish. Just do not stray from my presence, understood?" She turns around again, only to be struck by a mischievous revelation. There is an old trick she learned of that keeps rambunctious children from sneaking into places they don't belong. She speaks again, but doesn't turn to face her. "...The elders do tell tales of spirits haunting these grounds. Vengeful souls of our ancestors who knew nothing but bloodshed and darkness when their time came. Their path in life was to pave the way for us to bear the torch. I speak of Okamura and his ancient legion of guards."
After telling her the story passed down to troublemakers throughout the years, the lights hanging from the ceiling suddenly flicker to Tsuya's silent surprise. She plays along with it and forces a suspenseful chuckle. "It seems they sense our presence already. We must be respectful at all times. This place is, after all, a one to one recreation of the Imperial Palace on New Tokyo before our ancestors were exiled, according to recovered blueprints and archives found among the vestiges of their fleet."
As if pretending to balance herself upon a beam, she saunters towards the t-shaped staircase. It gave Anna ample time to 'take in the sights', so to speak. Meanwhile, in her head, she was considering the ramifications of allocating a little too much electricity to the artificial hot spring area above deck...
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