[video] July 11th, morning.

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[The video on the PDA flickers once or twice. A hand blocking the screen moves away to reveal a corner of blue sky and an extremely tired face. The face in question belongs to a young woman with short black hair. Naoto looks beat up, worn, as if she had just come out of a fight.]

Is...this on?

[She blinks at the screen a couple of times, hesitating a little bit more before plunging on.]

I'm sorry, but I won't fight your battles. That's something the people in this city should do. I have to do something back home and...I have to get back. I have to save them.

[A pause. Her face is darkening now and her mouth is set into a hard line.]

Please. Return my katana to me. Now.

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[Video]

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...What's that supposed to mean?

[Video]

[smokeeasy]

[Ever so innocently.]

I wouldn't know.

[And he thinks he'll leave you with that, Naoto. Go chase after Heine to your hearts content it'll be amusing to watch from the sidelines. He gives you a crooked smirk and shuts off the feed.]