Makai, Makai.... [ Yuuka contemplates that as she starts to tighten the waistband of her skirt in an effort to keep it from sliding down past her waist. Modesty isn't her concern; tripping over it and being cold are important. The shirt can hang however it wants to. At least she can tighten her ascot, too. ]
Ah yes, that horribly inhospitable place. [ She narrows her eyes at the girl and smiles pleasantly. ] How could I ever forget?
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Ah yes, that horribly inhospitable place. [ She narrows her eyes at the girl and smiles pleasantly. ] How could I ever forget?