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"I guess it's time to go," Momo says, standing up. Shibuki hangs off of its holster, something she managed to finally figure out. It hung much lower, off of her lower back and draped over her legs. It wasn't...well, it didn't look like it should work. It didn't look comfortable. It didn't look...

Kunai....check First aid kit....check Explosive tag rolls....check Cloak that's also a blanket....check No water needed toothpaste...check Dry shampoo....check Snacks....check Wet stone....check Money....check Documents...check Inflatable neck pillow....check One change of clothes per...

"Aw.....how anti-climatic," Momo pouts as she sighs. The appearance of the rest of the blade was completely appreciated and she was absolutely grateful for it. But something else could have shown up too, maybe like the enemy who took it or someone who had it now. But no, it has to be that...

So serious... Momo listens to Kuro speak, her face setting solid as his weighted words rest upon her. The old Mist is dead? As if anyone could truly give this place a good enough blood transfusion to make anyone forget the past. Sure, it was over a hundred years ago that the Bloody Mist...

So that's all that happened....how interesting... Momo listens with interest, making faces as they others talked and recounted what happened. They were so close to having all of the swords back in their rightful village, in the rightful hands. Momo gazes at Shibuki, her fingers itching to trace...

Sudden summons for a night time meeting was enough to give an excited shiver, one specifically for the Seven Swordsmen though...that meant something big was happening. How exciting. Black under-suit, blue jacket with the sleeves rolled up and snapped into place, long enough sorts for the...