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		<title>Dakkareth: Created page with &#039;Lob:	A cherub made out of shifting bright light appeared next to Nomoe Hideaki&#039;s head. &quot;THIS IS BRAZEN. CAN YOU MEET ME ON MOUNT MERU? IT&#039;S IMPORTANT.&quot;  Nomoe_Hideaki:	A few minu…&#039;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;#039;Lob:	A cherub made out of shifting bright light appeared next to Nomoe Hideaki&amp;#039;s head. &amp;quot;THIS IS BRAZEN. CAN YOU MEET ME ON MOUNT MERU? IT&amp;#039;S IMPORTANT.&amp;quot;  Nomoe_Hideaki:	A few minu…&amp;#039;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lob:	A cherub made out of shifting bright light appeared next to Nomoe Hideaki&amp;#039;s head. &amp;quot;THIS IS BRAZEN. CAN YOU MEET ME ON MOUNT MERU? IT&amp;#039;S IMPORTANT.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	A few minutes later a similar construct appears next to Brazen, reciting. &amp;quot;Lord Nomoe answering Brazen Sand: How important is this exactly? When and where do you desire a meeting?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;VERY VERY IMPORTANT. AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;IN A MONTH.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;Lord Nomoe answering Brazen Sand: That is doable. Would you specify the location? Mount Meru is rather large.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;IT&amp;#039;S KIND OF DIFFICULT TO MISS ME. LOOK FOR THE GIANT BEHEMOTH THING THAT&amp;#039;S ON FIRE.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;Lord Nomoe answering Brazen Sand: I suppose I will have my people bring the telescopes along.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	In a Month! *Batman transition*&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Brazen sat on a huge outcropping high up on the peak of Mount Meru, looking out over a great deal of the vastness of the Blessed Isle, looking uncharacteristically thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	His anima flared, creating a massive multi-coloured light easily visible for miles.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	A rather big airship bearing the Mon of House Nomoe circles in the sky at a respectable distance, but Nomoe Hideaki arrives alone in a flicker of superlative movement.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Brazen bowed in greeting the way he&amp;#039;d seen Nomoe do it before. &amp;quot;Nomoe-San.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	inclines his head in polite greeting. &amp;quot;Lord Brazen Sand, it is good to see you. How is life as simple citizen treating you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;uhhhh...alright.&amp;quot; brazen replied. He&amp;#039;s obviously distracted and worried abotu something to someone as socially perceptive as Nomoe.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;Look, Nomoe-San...um, you ever had to deal with children before? You&amp;#039;re a pretty good-looking guy...you know, looking human and everything.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	nods. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m happy to hear that. Deliberator Wandering is well, I hope?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Brazen exhaled slowly. &amp;quot;Oh yes, you could say she&amp;#039;s positively *glowing*&amp;quot; He said.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;Very good. Please convey my greetings to her when you next see her, will you?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;Yeah, sure...&amp;quot; Brazen said, then looked out at the view&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;We&amp;#039;ve been through a lot of crazy shit together, haven&amp;#039;t we, Nomoe-San?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;Children?&amp;quot; Nomoe tilts his head slightly. &amp;quot;I have on occasion taught, but only to advanced students.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;Right...um, do you have any spaces open?&amp;quot; Brazen said, rather sheepishly&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;For the younger children there are tutors of course.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Brazen sighed and brought out a cigar and tossed one to Nomoe.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lob:	&amp;quot;Light up. I&amp;#039;m a daddy.&amp;quot; he said, deciding to just jump in and get it over with.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	accepts with a small bow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Brazen snapped his fingers and his own cigar lit up with green fire. He offered a finger snap to the Solar.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;Ah, I see. My congratulations, Brazen Sand!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;I am caught unprepared and without a proper gift, sadly ...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Brazen shook his head. &amp;quot;You know, I&amp;#039;m pretty sure abotu a year ago, you would&amp;#039;ve called the child an abomination and suggest that it be killed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;So this is pretty much enough, right now.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	accepts the fire as well. &amp;quot;Thank you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	After a moment&amp;#039;s consideration Nomoe chooses not to comment on suggestions of infanticide. &amp;quot;Nonsense. But I suppose I&amp;#039;ll take this to mean you won&amp;#039;t be offended if it is a little late.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;Nomoe, I called you here for something important. The kid...well, it&amp;#039;s a girl, and I&amp;#039;ve been worried about what&amp;#039;ll happen to her. I can&amp;#039;t really provide much of a...a childhood for her, you know?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;Ah, a girl. Does she have a name yet?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t think so, no.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	looks serious. &amp;quot;If it brought you here, 5000 miles or more away from ... your family, it must be very important indeed.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lob:	&amp;quot;We have a tradition in Gem. People don&amp;#039;t always live very long there, especially the men. You know, mining accidents, war and stuff. So you designate someone else who will take over if the child&amp;#039;s father dies.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;Nomoe-San...will you be that person for my daughter?&amp;quot; Brazen asked solemnly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lob:	With great gravity&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;You mean like a godfather?&amp;quot; Nomoe folds his hands in a complicated way, his expression unreadable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lob:	&amp;quot;Is that what you call it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;One of several possible titels.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Brazen shrugged, looked at the ground. &amp;quot;Then...yeah, I guess it is.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	A long moment passes. Then Nomoe bows deeply. &amp;quot;I would be honored, Brazen Sand.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Brazen smiled back and returned the bow, then moved forward to put him in a manly embrace...and then stopped before he entered his personal space, leaving the offer open.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	He raised his eyeridges and smirked&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	Without missing a beat Nomoe returns the embrace. &amp;quot;Congratulations again, Brazen Sand. And the same to Wandering, of course.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Brazen laughed. &amp;quot;Thanks...friend.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	after releasing him&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	shakes his head slightly, smiling. &amp;quot;No need to thank me, Brazen-san.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry, but I have another request for you, Nomoe-San. When my child is old enough...could she be taught in Sanken? I think that would be a much better place for her then travelling around and facing danger with us.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;Wanderer agrees.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Brazen stopped for a moment...then added. &amp;quot;Actually, it was her idea.&amp;quot; He mumbled&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;&amp;#039;Hideaki-san&amp;#039; should be fine,&amp;quot; Nomoe mentions as an aside. &amp;quot;Certainly, that would not be a problem at all.&amp;quot; He smiles. &amp;quot;&amp;#039;Till then my efforts to further improve Sanken&amp;#039;s level of education and training will hopefully be bearing fruit.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Brazen smirked again, but nodded appreciatively at the change in address. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m very appreciative of this, Hideaki-San. I know that...well, we&amp;#039;ve come a long way.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;It has been a number of eventful months,&amp;quot; Nomoe agrees.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	&amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lob:	Then he added. &amp;quot;You know, we really need a better way to stay in touch with each other. That spell almost sapped all my motes.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nomoe_Hideaki:	Looking into the distance high over the rest of Creation Nomoe takes another draw from his cigar. &amp;quot;This is good,&amp;quot; he comments idly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lob:	&amp;quot;Yeah, well, I grabbed some in An-Teng.&amp;quot; He said, not adding that he had literally grabbed them absent-mindedly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lob:	&amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll be away for a few months, by the way. You know, doing teh whole new Primordial Titan thing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nomoe_Hideaki:	&amp;quot;Oh. Nothing dangerous to the integrity of Creation, I hope?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lob:	&amp;quot;Nah, you know, I go into this coccoon thing, and then I come out not having to listen to Malfeas in my brain.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lob:	&amp;quot;Which is nice.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nomoe_Hideaki:	nods, his private thoughts well concealed. &amp;quot;Yes, indeed.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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