Friends revised

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It was a usual evening for Sequoia, so damn usual so it made her sick. Sequoia's irritation, accumulated for the last weeks from all the things happening around still wasn't enough to start seething with rage like Ambrosia did, but still, she finally became insomniac and in the rare periods of sleep she tended to see horrible dreams resembling parts of the visions and feelings she experienced on that meeting in Orkney a month ago. The local doctor shrugged his shoulders and wrote a prescription for some pills that hadn't started to help much yet. She never approved that kind of overcautiousness since it were her nerves suffering from everday stress and her subtle body experiencing side effects, but she humbly followed the instructions and added four pills to her breakfast and five to her dinner.

Finally, home sweet home. While home is a rather abstract term the same way working for a whole galaxy, a House, a system, a planet, a city, a district, a house, a flat, a room and just a single square meter where you feel calm, for Sequoia this room worked fine. She hadn't visited Tengoku for a while lately and the last quarell with Yuka exasperated her upset state, leaving anxiety of being at odds combined with lack of motivation to meet her and settle everything.

So, trying to distract her attention of everyday problems, she whistled some cover on nursery rhyme while walking through the passage along the similiar doors with numbers. Here it is, number fourty two fourty two. Sequoia entered the password on a little panel and the door opened, laying out Eriksson Ravenov, Major of Order Primary Fleet and a cake, apparently, vanilla flavoured.

Sequoia blinked.

"What the?.."

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