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"Oh, that's easy..."Red" refers to the Soviet Union, which in part, refers to communism being represented by the color red...So, basically, it's better to be "dead" than "Red"...It was that kind of ideology, that made a "war" go cold..."

"I see. What sort of ideology is this...communism? And a cold war is what...something like border clashes with minimal casualties that both sides are so used to, they don't bother declaring full, formal war anymore?"

"People see "Cold War" as...Uh, well...Basically, it's political hostility between two or more countries...And for communism...That's a question for Mosin-Nagant..."

"Weeeeell aren't you a pretty wee thing?"

*she puts her arm around Suomi with a mischievous grin*

"You're probably gonna to say somthin like 'but I'm straight' but so's and Elves aim till they have a couple o Dwarvern pints!"

"...Uh, no. I was going to say: If you're gonna do that, you should at least bring a sauna-date first..."

"Wot's that about dwarven pints?"

"Suomi-puu, sauna, now. Sauna, now."
> Jibril looks concerned as puu~

"A mirror user able to shift genders...interesting...I seem to recall another from observations with similar abilities. Zonda I believe they were called."

"Wouldn't the ability to shift genders make her a shapeshifter...?"

"In a sense yes. As for you, you are a most curious firearms variety of Blade...however I cannot locate your core crystal. It is not located in the usual spots..."

"...What are you talking about? Ich sage, "Sprechen Sie, bitte!"..."
(Translation: I say, "Speak, please!" -- Literal Translation: I say, "You speak, please!")

"Curious, some of the languages of your world seem to have equivalents in my own. I actually understood that one--it is from a very old province near the edge of the empire's current borders."

"Are you one of those LARP-ers I keep hearing about?"

"...I have no idea what manner of beast or being a Larper is..."

"I don't think a LARPer is a beast...But a being, for sure..."

"Wait, so I coulduse Phantasmagoria!?" >____< "My pervy side is gonna have a field day~"

"Ahh, I see you too are familiar with that being. Yes, in theory if your abilities work the same as Zonda's you should be able to."

"Guess pervy girls think alike, huh?"
> She decided to try it. Sure enough, it works! Unlike Zonda's Phantasmagoria, Jibril uses hers to swarm with an impossible amount of herself (and her male self, too).

Her words, and reaction, prompt a silent raising of elegant brows, but no words seem to be sufficient, or deemed necessary. The disbelieving expression says it all.

"It's like holding on when my grip is lost. I still feed my insecurity when I know the cost. Is it taking over? Will it bury me? Or will clarity become the cure for my disease?"
> Something has changed inside Cyan...she seems stronger. Samson would see what is more unbelievable when Cyan picks up a table and tears it in half like it was paper. With her bare hands. The pieces dissolved as if wood-chipped.