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| ''opening cutscene''
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| '''Lyca:''' Ugh! Quit yapping at me, you moth-eaten Casanova!!
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| '''Edward:''' Ah ha ha ha. If only my days were still so salacious.
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| '''Edward:''' As it is, I can barely muster a fraction of your energy so early in the morning.
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| '''Edward:''' Have you brushed your teeth?
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| '''Lyca:''' Course I did! I just don't come tell you every single time!
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| '''You:''' (Looks pretty lively in there...)
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| ''Obscuary's front door stood slightly ajar. I gave it a hesitant knock.''
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| '''You:''' Good morning...
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| '''Edward:''' Oh? A fine morning to you as well.
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| ''Ed greeted me with a warm smile from his seat on a bench in the foyer.''
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| '''Edward:''' Here to collect Lyca, I presume?
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| '''You:''' Yes! I'm supposed to help him get around while I'm inspecting Obscuary.
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| '''Lyca:''' I don't need your help.
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| ''Lyca stomped down the stairs, his lips forming a surly pout as he glared my way.''
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| '''Lyca:''' I can get to class on my own.
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| '''Edward:''' You say that, but time has proven that you'd sleep well into noon if Rui didn't wake you.
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| '''Edward:''' You have a lovely lady waiting to escort you. It's poor manners to turn her down.
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| '''Lyca:''' Huh?! What's so lovely about her?!
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| ''Lyca hopped down the remaining stairs, glaring at an oddly smug-looking Ed from the corner of his eye.''
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| '''Lyca:''' What're you spacing out for? Let's go.
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| '''You:''' Huh? Ah...! Lyca, wait for me!
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| I said a quick goodbye to Ed, then jogged out the door after Lyca.
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| '''Edward:''' Ah...
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| '''Edward:''' To be young.
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| '''You:''' Huff... Huff... Lyca...! Please slow down...!
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| ''I gasped my request at Lyca's broad back, struggling to keep up with him as we entered the woods.''
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| '''Lyca:''' (sigh) You walk too slow.
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| '''You:''' Sorry...
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| '''Lyca:''' ...We left too late today. If we don't go faster, you're gonna be tardy too, you know.
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| '''You:''' You did seem a little flustered back there. Did you oversleep?
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| '''Lyca:''' No.
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| '''Lyca:''' That blond gigolo left right after he made breakfast, so i was cleaning up and stuff.
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| '''You:''' Now that you mention it, I didn't see Rui this morning.
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| '''Lyca:''' He said he had to do an air rend or something.
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| '''You:''' (Did he mean to say "errand"?)
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| You: I wonder where he went so early.
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| Lyca: Why do you care?
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| [CHOICE] He's always around
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| You: He always seems to be around when I come by.
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| Lyca: Huh? Does he?
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| [CHOICE] Obscuary's different without him
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| You:
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| Lyca:
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| [CHOICE] I miss him
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| You:
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| Lyca:
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| Lyca: Who needs him anyway?
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| ''Lyca widened his stride once more.''
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| Lyca: That blond gigolo and that moth-eaten Casanova never shut up.
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| Lyca: If Neros was here, he'd let me do whatever I want.
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| You: The time you spent with Neros really meant a lot to you, didn't it?
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| Lyca: Course it did.
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| Lyca ...Neros was like family. Real family.
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| Lyca's mumbled words painted a faded picture of happier days.
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| You: I hope you get to see him again soon.
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| Lyca: ...Yeah.
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| Once we made it to the courtyard, I turned to Lyca.
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| You: All right. I've got Anomalous Biology first period on the second floor.
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| Lyca: I'm on the third floor. Ah, wait.
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| ''Lyca turned back toward me, seeming to remember something.''
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| Lyca: I'm eating lunch with Suba today. You come too.
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| You: Okay! Are you eating on the terrace, then?
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| Lyca: Probably? I'll message you if we're not.
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| You: Thank you! I'll see you at lunch, then.
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| Lyca: Yeah. See ya.
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| ''Lyca turned, disappearing into the crowd.''
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| You: (He seems to be adjusting to his life here pretty well.)
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| ''I headed off to the second-year biology classroom, a smile creeping its way across my lips as I did.''
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