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[And once again, it is noon on meeting day in Patrol headquarters. There's a big open meeting room space, tables in the middle, a projector on the ceiling, computers in the walls. It is shiny, high-tech, clean, and full of a lot more people than last time. Yuan is already here before anyone else arrives, getting papers laid out and shuffled around. He seems tense, but satisfied. Things are finally coming together.]

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--What pendant?

Ah-

[He hesitates before pulling out a pendant from under his shirt. It's a purple gem on a gold chain]

It's a pendant that's suppose to raise the wearer's resistance against mind control. I had it crafted after last summer when Griffith...[Turned me against all of my friends :C ]

...Ugh. That guy.

Yeah...

I've been fortunate enough to have never put it to the test, so I don't know how much it can protect a wearer against.

Great... Well, here's hoping.

For someone who already has decent protection against psychic attacks, it should work as a good back-up, shouldn't it?

[grimaces and looks down at the mention of Griffth]

[He notices and doesn't say anything bro. He can't talk...he had tentacles and tried to eat his friends]

[well, at least in your case you didn't have a choice. HE did. Ah, guilt and shame, it burns]

[just... puts a hand on one of his]

[after a pause, turns his hand over beneath hers and threads their fingers together]

[ANGRY FACE AT GRIFFITH 8||||||]

[HE KNOWS, HE"S NOT HAPPY ABOUT HAVING TO TALK ABOUT HIM EITHER]

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