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"...In other news, there have been numerous attacks around the world now, in which people have gotten their pants stolen. Roberto has more details about this incidents. We're now with you Roberto..." "Here you go," said Gabs to her brother while placing a dish with meat and vegetables on the table in front of him. "Thanks," he simply responded with not much interest, as if distracted on his own thoughts. Gabs, being used to his lack of spirit, served herself a portion, and sat in the place just in front of him, starting to pay attention to the unusual news broadcasting on the small TV that was placed on top of the microwave. "...Indeed, a

“Hey Luke, you know there’s a wild new craze in Bern.” A green haired woman told her blond friend. He raised a brow at her, looking at her as if she were insane. They were sparring in the middle of the training field and she wanted to talk about crazes!? But there was a strange gleam in her eyes as they swung and parried. “Are you even trying to be serious, Alcippe?” He laughed, parrying a blow and retaliating with a powerful swing. “I’m always serious.” Alcippe laughed as she hop-skipped away from his swing and aimed a thrust for his armored chest. He side-stepped the blow, knocking her away