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[color=fff200]Yang Bethlehem.[/color]

"Hey now, I paid some attention." Yang felt a little miffed when master Kyle pointed how little they know about a bird. She had learned various martial arts and forms all based around animals. To mimic them, learn their movement and imitate them into a fighting form, all of it too was a tremendous effort and a lifetime work as well.

She may not know the exact thing but she had learned enough from it. Yang then raised her finger, wagged it up and down for her next point. "For example, did you know if you moved your fingers upwards just before the bird jumped, they can't fly?"

Yang however completely missed the fact that only accomplished masters and exceptional students could do that. She herself however had managed this at a young age and didn't find it odd, the most difficult part she found was finding a bird that would not peck her.

When Magnus eagerly asked her to name the contraption, she tilted her head at that. 

"Hmm, you want me to decide on a name?" Yang hummed at that as she closed her eyes and tried to thought of some good names. Though a problem would be she knew most of them in her native tongue and not the current language, she looked at her surroundings for any good reference.

[i]Nothing.[/i] She thought harder, and fell back to her one bird she certainly knew.

"Hmm, how about the red-crowned crane?" She listed one of the more famous bird in her nation, it was auspicious and fitted the occasion.

[i]Most of all, they're long-lived. So that'll probably save Kyle.[/i] She hoped that the name will give some luck at least. With that, she still got herself readied for anything to happen. Seeing a kite fly it one thing, but seeing something that large and heavy was another.

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Ditzy Stoneclub[/b][/color]



Ditzy listened to the couple prattle on, and the most he got was that the two was supremely dedicated to taking trash out.

[i]Then again, Papa did say its a job.[/i]  He thought off-handed and tried to focus on what they wanted him to do.

They wanted to get some arrows? Weird, didn't they wanted help clearing trash instead? Or maybe the arrows are the trash? It made sense, sometimes not all arrows are good.

When the woman said she had a musuem, curiosity peaked in him. "Oh, can I see your collection?"

Though he didn't understood what's a Zipang is though. He tilted his head at it. "What's a Zipang?" 

"Oh, I can help with holding the arrows!" He beamed when he heard Freyr saying he'll join a competition. Thoughts on collecting the trash was nearly gone since he liked seeing games.