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| - | [Narration, Allen] | ||
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| - | Do you know? | ||
| - | What's being entombed in the grave isn't just the body of a deceased person. | ||
| - | In the dark, cold, deep, and still ground, | ||
| - | there is one other thing that is being laid to rest. | ||
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| - | [Title] | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Um, Hi. I'm Allen Ridgeley. | ||
| - | This spring, I graduated from Borromeo University' | ||
| - | engineering department, and began working here at Vector Industries. | ||
| - | Starting today, I was assigned to | ||
| - | the prototype OS design department of First Division. | ||
| - | --Pleased to meet you all. | ||
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| - | Kevin: | ||
| - | Welcome, Mr Ridgeley. | ||
| - | I am Chief Winnicot. | ||
| - | If you have any questions at all, | ||
| - | please feel free to ask your mentor here, Miss Uzuki. | ||
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| - | Shion: | ||
| - | Nice to meet you, Allen. | ||
| - | I'm Shion Uzuki. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | N- Nice to meet you, too! | ||
| - | (Whoa, she's beautiful... I'm so lucky to have someone | ||
| - | like her as my mentor...) | ||
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| - | Kevin: | ||
| - | Isn't it great, Miss Uzuki? | ||
| - | This means even you get to have the junior you've hoped for | ||
| - | since starting here a year ago. | ||
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| - | Shion: | ||
| - | Yes, I'm glad to know that, now, all those days of being forced to | ||
| - | do bothersome chores from a mean-spirited boss are finally over. | ||
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| - | Kevin: | ||
| - | Hey, hey... you shouldn' | ||
| - | mean-spirited boss himself. | ||
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| - | Shion: | ||
| - | Yeah, I suppose I shouldn' | ||
| - | By the way, Allen, that was a joke. | ||
| - | Let's work well together, shall we? | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Y- Yes ma'am! | ||
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| - | Kevin: | ||
| - | I heard you're a graduate of Borromeo. | ||
| - | Well then, we're both alumni together. I have high hopes for you. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Oh, you went to Borromeo, too, Chief? | ||
| - | Umm-- I have a brother 4 years older than me... | ||
| - | Maybe you guys were classmates? | ||
| - | His name is Alan Ridgeley--- | ||
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| - | Kevin: | ||
| - | I'm sorry-- I don't remember him. | ||
| - | I don't expect that we were in the same class. | ||
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| - | Shion: | ||
| - | That's for sure. | ||
| - | The Chief graduated 10 years ago when he was 15 years old. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | F-- Fifteen? He graduated Borromeo at fifteen?? | ||
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| - | Kevin: | ||
| - | Actually, there are a lot of advanced young people here. | ||
| - | Miss Uzuki is still only, what... 18? | ||
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| - | Shion: | ||
| - | I turned 19 last month! | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Uhh, she's even younger than me?! | ||
| - | (Wow-- In my hometown, | ||
| - | a Borromeo graduate at 21 is almost unheard of--) | ||
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| - | Shion: | ||
| - | Ah... um... does that bother you--? | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | N- No! My mentor is my mentor... | ||
| - | So please, teach me all sorts of things! | ||
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| - | Shion: | ||
| - | Not at all... In fact, Allen, please help me with all sorts of things, too. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Y- yes ma' | ||
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| - | [Narration over image of Kevin, Shion, & Allen overlooking the Archetype] | ||
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| - | {{: | ||
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| - | And so, this is how my life at Vector began. | ||
| - | Life as a working man had its share of anxieties, | ||
| - | and although a delightful miscalculation, | ||
| - | That's because there were so many opportunities to program | ||
| - | together with Miss Uzuki, my immediate senior and mentor. | ||
| - | Why was it Heaven to be with her? | ||
| - | It may not be necessary to dare speak about that. | ||
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| - | [Narration, over blackness] | ||
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| - | Then... a year passed. | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | Huh? That's strange--- | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | *gasp* Miss Jessie!-- | ||
| - | Gunph--- ughhghhhhghhgh! | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | A-- Ah? What made you choke on a sandwich? | ||
| - | Here, have this iced coffee. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Mnph...--*gulp*gulp*gulp* | ||
| - | Bwhaa--- | ||
| - | Ah, thanks so much. | ||
| - | Miss Jessie, you're a lifesaver! | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | What? That's an exaggeration. | ||
| - | ---Anyway, this is the first time I've seen | ||
| - | you take your lunch here at his park. | ||
| - | That bench is always my assigned seat. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Oh? Oh, I'm sorry. | ||
| - | I'll get up right away-- | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | It's alright. This bench is big enough to seat two. | ||
| - | I can sit on this half. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Ah, Ok--- | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | Oh, I get it... today, the Chief and Shion went to an academic meeting. | ||
| - | You usually eat together with the two of them, don't you. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Yeah, that's right-- | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | This is the perfect chance, y' | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | What? Why?? | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | Ahh, so that doesn' | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Huh? Doing what--? | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | You three are a love-triangle. | ||
| - | Only, it seems all three of you involved don't even realize it-- at all. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | L- "LOVE TRIANGLE"?? | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | The Chief and Shion don't realize that you've got the hots for Shion. | ||
| - | And you don't realize that the two of them are an item. | ||
| - | --- that's what I'm talking about. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | The Chief and Mentor Uzuki---? | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | See, you didn't realize after all. | ||
| - | The Chief is stubborn and Shion is oblivious, but what's wrong with you? | ||
| - | How did you not know about those two? | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Well... now that you mention it, | ||
| - | whenever I went to lunch with Mentor Uzuki, | ||
| - | I wondered why the Chief was often with us, too... | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | THAT' | ||
| - | You were butting-in on a couple' | ||
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| - | Allen: ..... | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | Aw, don't let it get you down... | ||
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| - | Allen: ..... | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | I'll treat you to this soup, too, so... | ||
| - | Here-- chug it down, and cheer up! | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Um, thanks.... | ||
| - | ...*gulp* | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | Listen, Ridgeley-- | ||
| - | You're a sheltered kid, but... | ||
| - | ...you seem like a rare type of kid, who I want to keep from getting hurt. | ||
| - | So, I'll give you some advice. | ||
| - | -- Please give up on Shion. | ||
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| - | Allen: ..... | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | The Chief and Shion... well, they' | ||
| - | They each have plenty of what's lacking in the other, | ||
| - | and they complete each other nicely. | ||
| - | As for you, well... you can't mend what's broken in Shion. | ||
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| - | Allen: ..... | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | Of course, it's hard to say for sure about them | ||
| - | by guesswork seen from the fringes, | ||
| - | But that's how I see it. | ||
| - | If you believe my experience and intuition, | ||
| - | don't forget what I said just now. | ||
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| - | Allen: ..... | ||
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| - | Jessie: | ||
| - | Well then, I'm off. | ||
| - | Starting tomorrow, I'll hand over this bench to you exclusively. | ||
| - | See you later... | ||
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| - | Allen: ..... | ||
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| - | [Narration, over blackness] | ||
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| - | That day, I continued to think for a long time | ||
| - | about the words Jessie said--- | ||
| - | And, no matter how I thought, | ||
| - | I could come to only one conclusion. | ||
| - | Her words were... | ||
| - | ..." | ||
| - | But, I'm a person who's bad at giving up, it seems. | ||
| - | However little hope there is, I will say only how I feel. | ||
| - | Therefore, even if I can no longer enjoy my lunch | ||
| - | with that person, it doesn' | ||
| - | ---yes, because I had made up my mind. | ||
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| - | [Allen is outdoors on a rainy night] | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | --wow, what's with this rain! | ||
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| - | [--Lightning--] | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Geez, I've been on a business trip to the Dammerung for over a week, | ||
| - | so I forgot how it was a natural phenomenon. | ||
| - | I guess I prefer a colony environment to a planet after all. | ||
| - | Aaa, I'm soaking wet-- | ||
| - | At least the souvenir box is ok. | ||
| - | (Today is the activation test of KOS-MOS with the prototype OS installed. | ||
| - | | ||
| - | (She was launched by everyone tonight. | ||
| - | When I see them, I'm sure I should get a chance to hand over the gift.) | ||
| - | But if I don't return soon-- | ||
| - | Alright, I'll run to the lab! | ||
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| - | [Allen returns to a destroyed lab] | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | ----w- what happened? | ||
| - | Th- this is awful-- | ||
| - | What could have possibly happened | ||
| - | to devastate the lab like this?! | ||
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| - | Investigator: | ||
| - | Hey, step back! Step back! | ||
| - | No one is allowed to enter here... | ||
| - | --- huh? Your uniform... | ||
| - | Are you someone involved in this place? | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | I'm one of the development staff! | ||
| - | What the hell happened? | ||
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| - | Investigator: | ||
| - | A running-out-of-control accident. | ||
| - | It seems the android being developed went on a rampage. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Oh my god... KOS-MOS? | ||
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| - | Investigator: | ||
| - | Ah, perfect... could you cooperate with us? | ||
| - | We were looking for someone connected. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Cooperate? | ||
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| - | Investigator: | ||
| - | There are several corpses with severe damage. | ||
| - | I was hoping you could try to positively identify them | ||
| - | from the uniforms and such. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | S-several... corpses?? | ||
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| - | Investigator: | ||
| - | Look... everything seems to be in that bag over there-- | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | !!!!! | ||
| - | Uuhhh--- | ||
| - | Hans... Chow... | ||
| - | And this is... Vans...? | ||
| - | ! | ||
| - | Oh no... | ||
| - | Even Jessie... | ||
| - | Why? Why would something like this---? | ||
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| - | Investigator: | ||
| - | And this person looks like he's somehow the one in charge of this place. | ||
| - | Just before he stopped breathing, | ||
| - | he was able to report the outbreak of the incident to us. | ||
| - | Thanks to that, we were able to start our initial investigation quickly. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Oh---! | ||
| - | Chief Kevin... | ||
| - | I can' | ||
| - | (Chief, you were my rival, but | ||
| - | I didn't hate you, by any means---) | ||
| - | (Your logic, your passion...it was all what I aspired to be--) | ||
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| - | Investigator: | ||
| - | But, the strange thing is... | ||
| - | From this point, all the bodies over there | ||
| - | aren't Vector personnel. | ||
| - | Why in the world are there so many of them--- | ||
| - | ...even bodies in military garb---? | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Uh-- So, this is all of the personnel... right? | ||
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| - | Investigator: | ||
| - | Uh... yeah... that's right, but... | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Um, so... as for the injured--- | ||
| - | You must have carried out one young woman, right? | ||
| - | Oh yeah! And KOS-MOS-- | ||
| - | --the android that went berserk! | ||
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| - | Investigator: | ||
| - | Whoa, hang on a second, | ||
| - | We just arrived now, too. | ||
| - | We've only just called for the ambulances, | ||
| - | so no one's been carried out yet. | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Then that means--- | ||
| - | ----- | ||
| - | ---They' | ||
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| - | [Allen runs off] | ||
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| - | Investigator: | ||
| - | H- Hey, you! | ||
| - | We haven' | ||
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| - | [Starts off in darkness] | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | *heavy breathing* | ||
| - | Somewhere--- I'm sure they' | ||
| - | Mentor Uzuki... and KOS-MOS--- | ||
| - | KOS-MOS is no longer operational--- | ||
| - | Which means, Miss Uzuki stopped her... | ||
| - | I'm sure I can't be wrong about that. | ||
| - | So, then how---? | ||
| - | If I can think like them, I'll know, | ||
| - | and then I'll also understand where Miss Uzuki is! | ||
| - | ---As much as my mentor is a master of martial arts, | ||
| - | she's no match for KOS-MOS' | ||
| - | If that's the case--- | ||
| - | I know!-- a wide-open space with nowhere to hide. | ||
| - | She'll confront KOS-MOS head-on | ||
| - | at a place that's easy to predict her movement. | ||
| - | ---- there' | ||
| - | If so, then.... | ||
| - | .... | ||
| - | the roof---! | ||
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| - | [Allen on the rooftop, in the rain. Shion is unconscious] | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Mentor Uzuki---! | ||
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| - | Shion: ........ | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | Mentor... Uzuki? | ||
| - | ----! | ||
| - | Thank goodness, she's breathing-- | ||
| - | Miss Uzuki... | ||
| - | She's alive---!! | ||
| - | Rescue team! Hurry over here! | ||
| - | There' | ||
| - | On the roof! | ||
| - | Please hurry!! | ||
| - | She's still alive! | ||
| - | Uzuki-- | ||
| - | My mentor, Miss Uzuki--- | ||
| - | --- is still alive!! | ||
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| - | [Narration, Allen] | ||
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| - | Mentor Uzuki, thankfully, had only minor injuries, | ||
| - | and was hospitalized just for observation. | ||
| - | When her hospital days were nearly over, | ||
| - | she began dealing with the aftermath with silence. | ||
| - | When I thought about Miss Jessie and the others, | ||
| - | I immediately began to cry-- | ||
| - | But right next to me, | ||
| - | Miss Uzuki would keep working | ||
| - | as if she were an emotionless doll. | ||
| - | I was sure the KOS-MOS project would be suspended. | ||
| - | And perhaps she and I would be reassigned | ||
| - | to separate workplaces. | ||
| - | Even with that threat continuing to loom, | ||
| - | I still couldn' | ||
| - | And then, that day came... | ||
| - | The day that Chief Kevin and the staff, who had no relatives, | ||
| - | were buried in the cemetery prepared by the company. | ||
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| - | [At Kevin' | ||
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| - | [Shion is doubled-over in grief at the gravestone, as Allen looks on] | ||
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| - | Shion: | ||
| - | WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-- | ||
| - | Uu, uu, uuh, uwAAA- | ||
| - | AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA--!!!! | ||
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| - | Allen: | ||
| - | (That day was the first time I saw her cry---) | ||
| - | (Clearly, gently, calmly, | ||
| - | I saw such tears from her.) | ||
| - | (Unable to find a comforting word, | ||
| - | or even hand out a handkerchief, | ||
| - | I gazed at her trembling back.) | ||
| - | (...all the while, grasping tightly in my pocket | ||
| - | the ringbox that had become soaking wet with rain.) | ||
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| - | [Narration, Allen] | ||
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| - | The moment I saw her tears, | ||
| - | I finally understood. | ||
| - | I couldn' | ||
| - | Along with the loss of many people' | ||
| - | so too did I lose my chance to say how I felt-- | ||
| - | -- they all were lost. | ||
| - | Yes, this day--- | ||
| - | It is also my intentions that are in the dark, cold, deep, and still ground-- | ||
| - | ...Buried. | ||
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