Camp Gym; Tuesday Morning.

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Setsuna was in the gym, working on her forms and attacks with the wooden practise sword.

Everyone in camp just died of surprise, to be sure. But she'd really enjoyed battling in class, and she made a note that she really should actually thank Deadpool (it felt strange having those words in such close proximity together) for the recognition he'd given her. It actually...meant a lot. And stuff...


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//"I would love to have something like this for my spywork,"// Setsuna muttered absently as she lifted the phone up and focused the camera on Ami. "Say cheese," she joked wryly as she took a photo.

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Ami smiled, striking a pose with a peace sign. //"Spy work?"//

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Setsuna blinked as she caught the picture and Ami's question. That's right. She'd never really talked to Ami about what she did when she went back to Japan... "Uhh..."

She shook her head. They had a task at hand, anway. //"Did it work?"// she asked, looking down to see if she was in Ami's clothes or had Ami's body.

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//"No. Guess it only works for me?"// Ami extended her hand to take the phone back. //"How odd. And... spy work?"// she asked again.

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Ahhh, how Setsuna's deflecting tactics never, ever seemed to work on Ami. Best be straightforward, then. //"Uhh, yes. Back home, I work as a spy..."//

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//"Oh. That is so Cool!"// AMi said clapping her hands together.

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Setsuna chuckled a little bit; that certainly wasn't a response she expected. //"I...I suppose. Just...something I do, is all..."//

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//"You always say that, but you do the most amazing things."//

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Why did these conversations always end up just making Setsuna want to flail in embarrassment? //"Well, you..."// her voice sounded defensive, argumentative, and, above all, frantic, //"you have a phone that lets you assume the image of anyone you take a picture of! Like that isn't amazing!"//

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//"I guess. But i have no idea why i have it!"// Ami said flailing herself now.

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//"It came from Luna, right?"// Setsuna pressed, as if pushing to make sure that the conversation was kept steadily on the course of Ami's life instead of hers. //"So it quite clearly is a devise that has something to do with you being one of the Sailor Scouts."//

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//"Yeeeas."// Ami drew out the syllables. //"You are right of course. I just wish i could figure it all out!"//

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//"We're making amazing progress as it is after last Thursday,"// Setsuna said, her voice trying to be assuring and confident. //"I'm sure the final pieces are just waiting around the next corner."//

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//"Maybe"// Ami said they are jsut waiting for a traumatic event, duh!

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//"They are,"// Setsuna nodded, and then gave her blade a twirl as she settled again into a slight, casual sort of preparatory stance. //"Shall we continue? Or would you like to call that good for the day?"//

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Ami pocketed the cell phone. //"Lets."// she said as she got into a defense position.