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	Muto turned around to see Nairin flagging her down. She recalled the last time they saw each other...or rather it was all hazy. She distinctly remember having to hold her hair while she vomited....or was Nairin the one who held her hair? Questions for another time as more pressing matters force their way back to the front of her mind. 

	[color=ed1c24][b]"Yeah."[/b][/color] Amaya scowled. Her hand unconsciously gripped her sword tighter and a familiar anxiety fills her chest. [color=ed1c24][b]"I have a bad feeling. Even if something terrible has happened it makes it seven-fold worse that we don't know whats going on."[/b][/color] She looks down at her feet and then had to remind herself to look back up at Nishin's eyes. Amaya was not particularly great with social interaction. Her eyes widen when she see's just how angry Narin looks. It was in some small way comforting to know that someone else was also just as confused and frustrated as she was. 

	[color=ed1c24][b]"Oh!"[/b][/color] She gasps as if suddenly remembering something. [color=ed1c24][b]"Your....your captain leveled our barracks. I don't think anyone was inside but still..."[/b][/color] Crossing her arms she sighs. [color=ed1c24][b]"Do you know who might have any kind of idea of what the fuck is going on."[/b][/color] It takes a moment for her to process her own language.[color=ed1c24][b] "I-I mean...well you know. Dammit."[/b][/color] Perhaps it was Nishin that made her feel a little more at ease with her own foul mouth but she doesn't normally speak so crudely. Obviously that's how she speaks inside her mind but she finds she is not bold enough as a person to let her real feelings pour out her mouth so readily.