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*LTD¹, Thom wanders back into the bar, soaking wet. Still, he looks remarkably calm somehow~~, because he hates to make sense~~.

¹ Later That Day*

[OOC: Thom confuses Miki, who gets hit by a cod. He also talks to Tere about family things and music.]

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Miki smiles. "I won't.

"I attend Ohtori Academy. It's a boarding school in Houou, Japan." He pauses, then say curiousl, "City of the Gods? Which gods are those?"

Depends. I was a Master of the Mithran Light, personally.

"Mithran Light?" For now, the "was" escapes his notice.

The Gift, mainly. It's a lot of fancy talk.

Miki has come to a conclusion, but it's one that doesn't exactly compute.

"Magic?"

That'd be me. Or it, or . . . both, either.

"I see," Miki says, although he's not sure that he does. "You learned magic in a school?"

In the Mithran Cloisters. Close enough, I guess.

Miki nods, but is considering the idea of magic.

"What does it do? The magic, I mean. We don't have much of it on ... my world."

No, of course End of the World doesn't count.

Whatever you want it to do, if you're strong enough, and stubborn enough.

He smiles slightly.

"Even revolutionize the world?"

I know someone who tried, yeah.

"But it doesn't work if you don't--" Have the Rose Bride.

He hesitates.

"Who?"

That would be telling . . .

Man.

*Thom pushes his wet hair out of his face.* I have to go though. Dry off and all.

Maybe next time, Miki Japan.

*And then he just disappears. Fades away.

Like a violently purple mist.*

Miki stares.

"Wh-what?!"

But before he can fathom what has just happened, a cod hits him on the back of the head, sending him sprawling face-first onto his schoolbooks.

"AGH!"

He grabs the slippery fish and flings it away from him as quickly as he can, not realizing that it's heading straight for (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/5638257.html) ...

"Oh, I'm sorry!"

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