Nishizawa opened her eyes not to the war torn sky, but to peace. All around her, it was serene and felt pure, this was a place not touched by the monstorsities of war, unscathed by the flames of destruction. The area was white as snow and soft as silk, yet felt like home, like she had been out travelling for weeks and was returning to her mother's arms.

[i][b]Ba-Dunk[/b][/i]

Standing up to the sound of a Japanese bamboo water fountain, Nishizawa took the time to look around. The land was pure and clean, serene and calm. Outside of the occasional structure or pond, there was nothing there. To her left was a large mount with a stone foot path and a red torii gate at its peak; by her right was a small waterfall and pond with the bamboo water fountain, the rushing water would fill half of the hollow piece of bamboo until it tipped over, dumping out the cold water and hitting a stone placed underneath it.

"Its been a while Nishi-chan."

[i][b]Ba-Dunk[/b][/i]

Nishizawa spun around on her heels and gasped, "Nii-sama!"

For the first time in forever, she smiled and bolted to her brother, burying her face into the white kimono of her brother, "What are you doing here? Where are we?"

"Have you forgotten dear sister?" Nishizawa's brother lifted up her chin, "This is the [i]Kyōkaisenjōnohoraizon[/i]. The horizon in the middle of nowhere. You have been here before, the both of us."

[i][b]Ba-Dunk[/b][/i]

"Now, your time here will be short I'm afraid."
"Nii-sama, why?"

[i][b]Ba-Dunk[/b][/i]

"You still have a war to fight Nishi-chan. Fear not, I will be guarding you in spirit, Nishizawa. As a parting gift, enjoy the new song of the music box."

[i][b]Ba-Dunk[/b][/i]

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"Nishizawa!" the girl heard Roland calling her name.
"I iz alrightu." Nishizawa snapped awake and yelled into the coms.

Taking a look around, it seems she got hit hard. Much of the cockpit glass was cracked if not completely shattered, the shards twinkling in her lap like gems. The left wing was pretty torn up, the ends of it looking like fabric in the wind, Nishizawa guessed it must have taken a direct hit. The rest of the plane was looking pretty rough, the engine spewed smoke and some of the electronics had seen better days.

"Roran, I vill be engragingu numba tree." And with that, Nishizawa heard the back machine gun open up. It was unknown if she was just hearing things out of delusion or some greater spirit was pulling the trigger, but it allowed her to once again pull her airbrakes and preform some fancy midair flips so she could try and get behind her attacker and let loose a divine storm of bullets.