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[cruxified]

[Kratos isn't doing anything particularly interesting as usual, just sitting in the field under the stars with a fuzzy green and mint puppy in his arms. Occasionally, the pup gets a little tired... then perks back up and licks lazily at Kratos' face.]

... four thousand ninety-six... four thousand ninety-seven...

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Since it's a pretty clear night, Tsubasa decided to go flying for a bit in his MajiGaruda form [think of like...Garudamon [I dunno..] only metallic and yellow.] He sees a person down there in the field and decides to be somewhat social. He transforms back into his MajiYellow form as he lands and then demorphs as he walks up to Kratos]

Nice night to be out, yeah？

[cruxified]

[... Well, considering his awesome senses, he's probably been watching Tsubasa since he flew over. Iota is passed out in his arms for now, ear twitching at the new voice.]

... I suppose.

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[a pause as Tsubasa looks upwards]

Visible stars are always nice and calming.

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They are.

[He lets his gaze drift upward again.]

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[a pause as Tsubasa just stares around]

Did you have nights like these where you're from?

[cruxified]

Thousands of them, though usually bearing a second moon.

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That must've been nice. My world was usually too polluted for nights like this to exist.

[cruxified]

I see. Enjoy it while you can, then.

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I shall...I shall

Do you do this often?

[cruxified]

... Occasionally.