Meeting on Bethlehem

[Jeremy Hunter]

Elyssa stood as she left.

"Leon, have a bottle of sake sent to the,yacht before they,get there...I think they completely misunderstood my words."

Elyssa aighed.

"I hate the hat I wore for so long."
"It's yours."

Cid was leaning against the door, smoking a cigarrette.

"They come and tell you to break an oath. You chose yo keep it, and probably your get off was translated airlock."
Elyssa sighed. "I,hate context."
"Aye, as do we all."

Lyssa hoped the sake and apology reached in time. Never had she felt bad about her instinctual reactions.

"Why was everything so much easier on the Ghost Eye..."

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.