The Roof; Sunday Afternoon.

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There was a possible threat of rain in the air, but Setsuna didn't mind. The clouds were heavy, but some sun was breaking through, and she knew that with her new powers, even the strongest storm would not dull her senses. In fact, she almost hoped that some thunder would start; she might then be able to test her control of her techniques to manipulate the lightening.

For now, though, she was lying, stomach down, on the roof, her wings stretching out luxeriously behind her, so happy that she had barely kept them contained all week, with her feet kicking idly in the air. She was writing in a notebook. The Japanese characters flowed from her easily and quickly; her mind was positively abuzz with ideas. More often than not, they were ways in which to show her superiority over all these humans in the next few days.

Ohhh, it should be quite interesting indeed.

[[ open, if'n you want to dare to tempt the demon ]]

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Jude ducked, his eyes wide. But still, he wasn't afraid for himself. Just worried about her.

"Hey, hey, bra, chill. You don't mean that, right?"

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For a second, Setsuna almost thought maybe Jude would understand. But she realized, staring at the ashes, that she was wrong. Just like she was wrong about Alphonse understanding. But that didn't matter. She didn't need them to understand.

"I've never been more certain about anything in my life."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Jude's sadface crept into place. "I'm sorry."

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Setsuna didn't say anything to that; she didn't need his sympathy. Drawing in a deep breath, she released it slowly as she leaned forward and blew gently at the ashes until they picked up in the slight wind and drifted apart and away.

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"You need another notebook?" he offered. "I got a ton. Jen does all my school shopping and she gets like six notebooks for each subject. You know what she's like."

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"I'm fine," Setsuna said. "It was just pointless musing, anyway." With a small sigh, she pulled herself up. It was strange, really, how she did it, to quick to even be seen, but, in seconds, she'd gone from belly to feet and was now straightening. "I shouldn't have been wasting time on such meaningless things, anyway. I really should be honing my techniques some more."

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, me too." Jude held up his board. "Curb jam's next week. Totally doesn't feel like a year. Hey, you can totally help me train again! If you want to," he added quickly.

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Setsuna scoffed, completely and forcefully disallowing any possible attempts on the part of her memory to allow any recollection of the last curb jam training session to manifest. "Please," she said. "I have better ways to use my time."

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Ow. Harsh, bra.

Jude's face fell again and the skateboard clattered to the roof. "Y-yeah, I guess so."

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There was a brief second where Setsuna regarded Jude with only a slight lift of her chin before her wings gave a firm push against the air and she drew herself away.

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"Hey, bra, if you change your mind you know where to find me!" Jude called after her.

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Knowing her mind wouldn't change, Setsuna just left Jude's call unanswered and ignored.