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VIDEO. Setsuna was standing in what looks like an empty field, with some makeshift target dummies in the background, constructed of wood (from nether trees, apparently).]

Uhm, excuse the interruption, but I would have a request, if you would be so kind.

Is there anyone present in this place who is skilled with the sword - or any other close combat weapon? Just like a blade's edge dulls if unsharpened, the skills of a warrior might dull, so I would be looking for someone to spar with, if you would be so kind.

Thank you kindly in advance.

[Setsuna bowed deeply.]

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ACTION Setsuna was...leaning against sitting near a tree, sword in hand. In the area near her were some practice dummies, made of wood, that had evidently taken some swordly abuse.

Setsunas eyes were closed, as if meditating. Unfortunately, in reality, she had just dozed off.
But certainly, nobody would be cruel enough to dump a bucket of ice water on a sleeping ~~half crow demon~~totally human girl!]

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Hmmm. You seem capable of a very...restful meditation I suppose. Quite deep, but I suppose that is just a sign of your...dedication. I have known others who shared such single-mindedness. It is just as well you do not use an axe then.

[There it was again, that sense that there was something...off about this one. A subtle thing, niggling at the back of Rozalin's brain that made her stare a bit too long.]

Right. Meditation! And, uhm, it really is all about dedication, although I wouldn't call it single-minded, it's just the duty of one such as I! I do have to focus on thatm anything else would be slacking.

[She blinked]

But why Axe? I really wouldn't use one.

[Critical failure to get the wood reference.]

That is what we call single-minded If you drive all other concerns away, what else is left? Hardly anything.

Well, as for the axe...Hmmm. I have unfond memories of single-minded honorable fools with them.

[Rozalin touches her shoulder, remembering the bloody ruin it was reduced to by that attack. It had healed marvelously, so only she could recall that it had ever been hurt, but the pain was still bright and painted across her memory in vivid color.]

Duty, dedication, hard word, concern and honor would be left. I would say they are nearly everything.

[Sadly, she sounded as if she was entirely serious.]

...Bad memories? [Setsuna was certainly no genius, but the way Rozalin touched herself did remind her of the way some people touched, well, healed battle wounds. Despite her young age, she had seen many battles, after all]

II assure you, unless you threaten Ojou-sama, I would never attack you!

...Many of those things overlap to some degree. Duty and dedication especially. And they still give you an air of...monomania.

[Rozalin took that last bit with a blink and a faint smile.]

Oh? That is a rather formal form of address, isn't it? Are you in formal service to this lady of yours?

...Mono...mania?

[Setsuna blinked, then nodded quickly.]

Y-yes, that's exactly right, I'm her servant and protector and friend, it's my foremost duty to ensure that no harm befalls her.

Exclusive focus or pathological preoccupation in an otherwise healthy mind. You know, such things as "I must avenge my clan" or "I will defeat Overlord Zenon." That sort of nonsense.

My goodness, all that? Well, I am not the conquering sort of Overlord anymore, so you have little to fear from me.

And in any case-I use a cheater's weapon, so we would have little hypothetical conflict between us, one way or the other.

[Rozalin draws her pistol to show it off-small, but utterly concealable. And probably more than meets the eye.]

I don't think protecting Ojou-sama is nonsense...

[She nodded at the statement, though the 'overlord' part gave her pause.]

Oh, uhm, pistols are not so bad, Mana-san uses a sniper rifle after all...

[She mostly meant that as a reply on the cheater part. She was used to demon hunters with guns and mages, so she didn't consider guns particularly dishonerable.]

Perhaps not, but it is still your sole focus, by your own admission.

[Rozalin returns her gun to it's mysterious hiding place-maybe that big bow on her back? Hell if I know where she keeps it.]

The point is that I have never found swords and guns to be at all a fair match. The range advantage is simply too great-and you can only throw a sword once. In confined spaces perhaps it would flip the other way, but my choice of fire-arm is hardly limited as much as a long arm would be in close quarters. And should all else fail, I can of course teleport.

Of course, it is the most important thing in my life.

[And then Setsuna blinked at her explanation. She seeemd somewhat confused.]

Well, that is true, but uhm, distance can be crossed, and a martial artist could just throw Chi as well...

Such dedication! But perhaps you should be wary about wearing your heart on your sleeve so much here, hmm?

[Smug demon is smug.]

Oh, you might have special techniques to bridge the gap, but do you really think that I don't have my own to keep it open? Overlord is seldom a hollow title.

It has nothing to do with matters of the heart!

[After the outburst she shook her head, waving her arms in front of her.]

I wasn't showing off, either!

...Such a denial can only be the result of someone who is them-self in denial. But I assure you, my thoughts were purely platonic.

I'm not in denial and I wouldn't deny that anything is platonic because it is!

[She was mentally slapping herself for not keeping her mouth shut!]

...Volume. Learn to control it, please.

I didn'-

...

I'm sorry...

So. I take it you are sensitive on this issue. I will avoid pressing the question at the moment. You are a passionate and devoted guardian then, even if it has left you somewhat one-dimensional and dull. Is there anything else to you, I wonder?

I-I'm neither one dimensional, nor dull!

Anything else, uhm, I know some onmyō-jutsu?

Forgive me then, but as first impressions go, you haven't done anything to appear complex.

Except for a certain, how shall I put it? Je ne sais quoi. There is an air of something about you that I can't put a finger on.

What complex things can I do here?

And I...don't think I can follow you? I don't think I used any special shampoo...

I wouldn't know precisely, that is for you to decide and discover on your own.

It's not really a scent, well it is, but it smells like blue and white and copper, if that makes any sense at all to you, because it doesn't to me.

[Rosalin reflects briefly that it's similar, though not identical, to that mysterious factor about Adell that she's been able to pick up on-maybe it's shonen idiocy.]

But I'm perfectly happy with my situation...

I don't think that makes sense, there's no reason I

...

[Setsuna blinked and noticed the wings about, well, now. Eeep.]

I assure you, I'm perfectly normal and average!

As you say.

[They look a lot like a small leather cape from a distance, until you notice that they have bones and claws and that Rozalin has red eyes and pointed ears and is radiating demonic power.]

Oh? Are you? Then the best way to serve your lady would be to fall on your sword-as a prinny, you might be able to hurt someone, perfectly normal and average. Or are you exceptional enough to stand up to demons?

Edited 2012-12-20 22:10 (UTC)

Of course I am, I fought many demons and dragons, my sword style is specifically aimed at that!

[That had shocked her some. Honor and all that, but she knew that Konoka would flip out completely if Setsuna pulled that, so that was unconsiderable in every way!]

I-I wouldn't just throw myself into my sword even if not!

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