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i started reading this quite long book on saturday and i finished it yesterday before going to bed and it honestly felt like im 16 again on a summer vacation just devouring books one after the other. haven’t done that in such a long time it just feels so good to sit for hours doing nothing but reading, not rushing through it, just savoring each page & each line as the hours go by, closing the book every now and then to go do something else but always coming back to it excited for the next page. so peaceful and such a luxurious feeling to have
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@deepspacexavier SEEEEEE our pictures with your new lumiere costume turned out lovely!!! 💖✨
— 📸 @xaviersknight i love you girl!! 🥰🥰
#mots doux (moments)#xavi ; morte la nuit—la mémoire des étoiles brûle#(TY FOR THE KAIVIER PICTURES IVY I WILL THINK ABOUT THIS 5EVER 😭💖)#(tagged delia bc photo credit LMAOOO but this verse... what is this verse 🤣🤣🤣)
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Kaia's nose turned up in mild distaste. "Protoist, purist, whatever-ist..." She huffed, "Way way simpler to be a chocolatist. Said it before, will say it again!"
Conflicts of the sort were ones she'd rather avoid if she could, but she knew that Nymeria was right. Despite her own wishes, the life of a Hunter is the life of a Hunter—there was little to no choice in being part of the efforts to calm things down.
"Really does make you wonder how intentional it could be that all the Wanderer activity's skyrocketed along with more heated debates on the whole thing..." Kaia sighed then, and leaned back against the wall. Yet ignoring her own curiosity had never been a strong point of hers, and she still turned her head back to Nymeria with bright eyes. "Are you a chocolatist, too? Or have you chosen a side? Like, real talk! Promise I won't get mad no matter what you answer!"
Her grin turned a little lopsided, clear playful intent shining through—not so much malice, but more of as if looking for an opportunity to tease a little.
Still, at Nymeria's next question, she laughed. "Honestly, not much different from your side. I wish it were, y'know? And I've been getting sent to more and more remote areas, that it's kinda—like, I miss the city." She raised her half-empty bottle and looked ahead through it. "Though I'm holding up alright, it's always nice when I get assigned partners who complement my preference for ranged combat. I just so need to get more training in. Shooting my way through isn't too much of a stretch of what I've been doing, but that's a habit I gotta break if I want to grow still! Do you ever feel like you get stuck like that sometimes?"
[ 22. ] sender pins receiver’s wrists during a sparring match, grinning, "yield."
A Yellow Sunrise
A soft thud echoed through the training mat as Nym found herself flat on her back, her wrists pinned firmly to the ground by Kaia’s grip. She blinked up at her sparring partner, momentarily winded—not by the impact, but by the smug grin that greeted her from above.
“Yield,” Kaia purred, all too satisfied.
Nym groaned dramatically, her head thumping lightly back against the mat. “Ughhh, fine. I yield,” she huffed, squinting up at the ceiling like it had betrayed her too.
With a sheepish grin tugging at her lips, she shifted just enough to glance at Kaia, still catching her breath. “I really gotta work on my dodging. I saw that move coming and still managed to walk straight into it.”
She exhaled a laugh, a mix of begrudging respect and self-directed teasing. “One day, though. I’m gonna flip this whole thing on you. Mark my words.”
But for now? Yeah—she was just gonna lay there for a second longer, pinned, defeated, and only mildly salty about it.
#mera ; enchanté par la grâce et la beauté#j'écris ton nom#la vie en rose#(in my heart. they would be menaces to everyone together)
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She doesn't look at her phone when she gets it back, only immediately sets it aside and keeps her eyes on him.
And she knows, even without him saying it, that he is upset. The most logical reaction would be for him to be upset—she isn't surprised.
But—
"Don't downplay it, 'Miah," she allows him into her space again, gently takes his hands in hers. A quiet sigh. "You're allowed to be really really really upset with me. 'Kay? I know you must be... I mean, I would be, if I were in your shoes!"
A little tentatively, she steps closer and wraps her arms around his waist.
"I would have contacted you. I thought about you every day, I promise. Xavier... I didn't want him to be involved in that mess, and I—a lot of things, I can't... I mean, some of it's confidential, because the whole Skyhaven thing was bigger than I thought, and, like— Well, I was kind of locked up a little bit—okay not a little, maybe genuinely, but I gave that idiot a piece of my mind so that's really all said and done now and I'm fine now, and—!"
She takes a deep breath, shakes her head.
"The point is! I know it was totally shitty of me to leave you in the dark like that. So... So you're free to, I dunno, be mad at me? Like, look—" Kaia looks around the shop for a moment, and then nods her head in the direction of the suitcase nearby. "I'm all yours the rest of the week. So I'll make it up to you any way you want, as long as it's in my abilities! Like, if you wanna go out, or stay here, or— Do you wanna hear about what Skyhaven was like? I'll tell you everything I'm able! Hit me with the questions, or something! Or— or whatever else you got on your mind? Maybe you want to help you around the shop, or something?"
She smiles, sheepishly, and lets go of his hands only to tiptoe and gently poke his cheek. It's funny, in a way. All this time, and it hasn't been as if they'd been dating for all that long, even if to Kaia it had been a long, blissful time by now. But still, Jeremiah had wormed his way into her own heart, and she was sure he wasn't about to leave it.
"I promise, I promise something like that won't happen again. It was... It was reckless of me, but I—I always want to come back home to you, 'Miah."
— &&. ciel de rose.
closed rp with @jeremiahofphilo.
When she arrives back in Linkon, the chillier air of Skyhaven is no longer present. Stepping off the train meant exposure to a warmer sort of air, and for the colder temperature that she'd gotten used to, it's enough for her to shrug off her jacket and neatly tie it around her waist.
Her suitcase drags.
The station is as busy as it always is, but it feels quiet—as far as she knows, the wheels of her suitcase could echo as loud as they wanted to in her head. The exit isn't too far away, neither the streets of Linkon that she well considers home, and she glances at her phone.
Several texts and calls that she has yet to answer.
And she feels bad, she does. Due to certain circumstances, she'd already extended her stay at Skyhaven for a couple of days, of course people would be concerned. But... she still doesn't know how much she's allowed to say. The most contact she's had the past few days was with the Association, and even then there were things she couldn't disclose—certainly not in the environment she'd been in, no less.
There's a bitter taste in her throat. She swallows it down with a crinkle of her nose, an act of pure refusal to even think about what had happened the past few days. She'd done enough of that on the train ride here. The little coupon that Caleb had snuck in remained folded neatly in her handbag, but there was absolutely no way she was going to give in that easily.
Instead, even though she knew she'll probably never hear the end of it from him for all the calls she hadn't returned, she already knows the very well the first person she wants to see—
The cab pulls up in front of a very familiar flower shop, and she couldn't care less that she hadn't bothered to drop her things off at her apartment before coming here.
The usual bell rings as she pushes open the door, and the sight of those signature messy curls of his immediately bring ease to her heart.
"Ahem! Excuse me, sir, any chance you might have some tulips laying around?" she walks over to the counter, leans against it. "Preferrably maybe white ones? Like, y'know, 'cause... Sorry?"
Her smile turns sheepish. "Heeeyy, 'Miah. Surprise! I'm... back?"
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"Pshhh, puh-lease."
Kaia sat down beside her and stretched, clearly trying to appear nonchalant—but failing to be quite so. She didn't stop the grin from staying at her lips, nor did she stop herself from leaning back, settling her weight into her arms holding her somewhat upright, and turning her head to give Nymeria a wink. But at the very least, she didn't push further.
"Don't sell yourself short! The score's only evened out, y'know?" she laughed. "Sparring with you is great 'cause I never know what to expect. Aaand, plus... I really gotta work on my hand-to-hand combat... Makes me feel rusty when I rely too much on my firearms out there..."
A moment passed before she moved again, if only to grab the water bottles they'd placed over to the side. She tossed Nymeria hers before taking a sip from her own—it followed with a contented sigh.
"Soooo, Mera, how've your missions been going?"
[ 22. ] sender pins receiver’s wrists during a sparring match, grinning, "yield."
A Yellow Sunrise
A soft thud echoed through the training mat as Nym found herself flat on her back, her wrists pinned firmly to the ground by Kaia’s grip. She blinked up at her sparring partner, momentarily winded—not by the impact, but by the smug grin that greeted her from above.
“Yield,” Kaia purred, all too satisfied.
Nym groaned dramatically, her head thumping lightly back against the mat. “Ughhh, fine. I yield,” she huffed, squinting up at the ceiling like it had betrayed her too.
With a sheepish grin tugging at her lips, she shifted just enough to glance at Kaia, still catching her breath. “I really gotta work on my dodging. I saw that move coming and still managed to walk straight into it.”
She exhaled a laugh, a mix of begrudging respect and self-directed teasing. “One day, though. I’m gonna flip this whole thing on you. Mark my words.”
But for now? Yeah—she was just gonna lay there for a second longer, pinned, defeated, and only mildly salty about it.
#(/LOVINGLY SHOWERING NYM WITH ALL THE LOVE EVER!!)#mera ; enchanté par la grâce et la beauté#j'écris ton nom#la vie en rose
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She laughs a little, quiet, fond giggles, but her eyes show a brief mixture of both pity and loving amusement. Her hands continue for a moment—they grip him harder, move up and down. allowing him some reprieve. But she still can't help but have her fun.
"What do I do with you..." she murmurs—coos, almost. "You have been good, and you're being so good! But, ah, what to do? Everything you do makes me wanna tease you even more..."
Her thumb moves over the tip, and she shakes her head.
"Well... I do feel bad. So this is for all the times you've tease me... and this for all the times you'd also love me in return." With an impish grin she gives him a quick kiss, before slowly sliding back down his body. As if to show him just how gracious she's being, she tugs his hand and places it into her hair, kissing the tip of his length and looking at him with gleaming eyes.
"Show me what you want, then?"
"Unhf...oh..." He couldn't control it, couldn't keep it in, not this early, not like this.
The cool room air heightens his sensitivity and all he can do to stop from writhing is throw his head back and roll it into his pillow.
"Kaia...please."
The pre-cum is starting to cover over the wetness she's left behind and he sits up and reaches to grab at her.
"Not well. Actually. Someone decided to wake me up like this."
With arms under hers he manages to lift himself enough to pull at her arms to pull her on top of him. He strokes her hair, just to bring her face closer to his.
"If this is what you want," he starts so gently, voice still waking up, dripping with want for her, eyes already bleary with love. "Then. You have me. Or... do you want me to keep saying please... Go ahead. I need so much more of you right now."
#cw. explicit#(hello its been 800 years-)#xavi ; morte la nuit—la mémoire des étoiles brûle#la vie en rose
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[ HAIR ]: moby plays with kaia’s hair absentmindedly
prompts — lazy days
The past couple of days had been harrowing. Falling asleep at her desk wasn't something she usually did, but it had happened before she'd realized it—when she came to next, she had to blink her eyes rapidly to adjust to the very sharp glow of the sunset in line with her eyes.
She shifted her head, slowly feeling sensation return to her body.
Moby's motions were light—Kaia felt she didn't need to turn back to check on Moby's expression to know it wasn't completely intentional, and in her head she could imagine a soft smile on her face, but the thought of it made her let out a quiet laugh to herself.
I wonder if I've ever seen her smile at all, she mused in her head.
But it was a nice feeling.
Kaia let out a content sigh then, not particularly lifting her head, half-wishing that even though she was awake now, the soothing motions wouldn't stop.
"Did you fall asleep too, or were you trying to wake me up?" she hummed—still a little sleepily, but with an evident tone of fond amusement in the way she spoke. "Y'know, as someone with short hair... I gotta admit, I don't get this kind of treatment a whole lot. This's nice. If you did this more often, maybe I'd get better sleep~"
A small yawn.
Kaia, despite being frankly aware that it would probably be time to clock out soon, felt herself snuggling back into her arms. "No, if you keep doing this, maybe I'll fall back asleep..."
#moby ; de l'obscur et de l'incertain#lire dans mon coeur... (inbox)#(omygod whkjghkd them together is actually so soft?? ill cry wkjg /pos)
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[ LAP ]: sender lays their head in receiver’s lap while scrolling on their phone.
Xavier adjusted his head in her lap, trying to find a comforting position.
"...Nn." Another nuzzle, a bit closer. When he opens his eyes he can see the flit of her eyelashes, scrolling the phone, she'd been at it, expressions shifting with what she watched. What could possibly be so entertaining?
For a moment he stares, entranced in those eyes of lavender fields, and then huffs a sigh. Maybe he's pouting. Not that he realizes. "...Kaia?" now his face is smashed against her stomach while he rubs his forehead in, ".... Baby?"
".... Kaia?"
"Kaia...."
prompts — lazy days
It doesn't register, not immediately. The warm sun streaking into her living room through the windows had her scrolling through her phone without anything particular in her mind, but in that exact moment, her eyes light up.
She might not have particularly noticed Xavier's presence exactly, but she brings the phone closer to her face with a quiet gasp.
"Xavier!! There's a literacy festival in the next town over this weekend, please please we gotta go and—"
Kaia pauses.
Only right then does she notice the pouting figure who'd settled in her lap. Absentmindedly she'd carded her fingers through his hair—a little stroke every now and then—but she hadn't really said anything.
For a moment she's not quite sure how to react. Torn between a laugh so sheepish and a laugh borne out of adoration, she sits there with her hand holding the phone in the air, and she tilts her head lovingly.
"Oh... You're here," she grins a little.
As if to make up for her obvious distraction, she settles the phone down beside her and brings her hands over to cup Xavier's cheeks—the motion lifts his head a little, just enough for her to lean down and pepper his face in little kisses.
"Sooorryyyyyy. Was I neglecting you?" she brushes his hair out of his eyes. "I thought you were still reading... D'you wanna do something?"
#(this had me laughing bc KJWHKHKS KAIA *WOULD*)#xavi ; morte la nuit—la mémoire des étoiles brûle#la vie en rose#lire dans mon coeur... (inbox)
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KAIA MEI. — kai·ah me·i /ˈkaɪ.ə/ /'meɪ/ ; of a joyful and beautiful life.
rp blog. admin/muse 21+, timezone gmt+8. penned by @sunmerberrie. links and tags under the cut, please read before interacting!
— &&. links/navigation.
admin/operator's everything blog: @sunmerberrie admin/op's art blog: @cloudxxiia admin/op's fandom/writing blog: @solifloris other rps (low activity): @mikiquette @celestialmessage
general carrd rules oc info gallery
tracker prompts
— &&. general tags.
about kaia — of the muse out of character — behind the cloud. ooc suggestive posts — cw. suggestive. explicit posts — cw. explicit. queued posts — queue'lque chose reblogs — encore (reblog) prompts — la rêverie (prompts) answered — lire dans mon coeur… (inbox) roleplay — j’écris ton nom thoughts — s'endormir dans un rêve sans fin (musings) moments posts — mots doux (moments) main verse — la vie en rose secondary verse — le coeur a ses raisons royal au verse — emmenè-moi admin art — admin art 🤍
— &&. verses.
la vie en rose. kaia’s main storyline verse follows the tag “la vie en rose”. this is the storyline most in-tune with her character development in relation to canon in-game events, and closely follows her modified lore. in this verse, kaia follows a developing relationship with xavier.
le coeur a ses raisons. this is a secondary verse where kaia falls for neither of the main leads. specifically, this verse revolves around her relationship with jeremiah. usually included under this verse are interactions with other ocs whose main verses/primary ships also involve xavier.
NOTE : For new threads, la vie en rose is the default verse being roleplayed, unless something else was mutually potted beforehand. Any roleplay interaction under either of the tags above will automatically follow their respective specifications. Each roleplay interaction will be tagged with a personal character label (lines taken from French media, usually poetry). If none of the tags above are added to the interaction, the personal character label will serve as its own verse tag.
— &&. character tags. [WIP]
#੯‧̀͡ ⬮#(PIN REDO BC IM BRINGING HER BACK!!!)#navigation#of the muse#behind the cloud. ooc#queue'lque chose#encore (reblog)#lire dans mon coeur... (inbox)#j'écris ton nom#la rêverie (prompts)#s'endormir dans un rêve sans fin (musings)#mots doux (moments)#la vie en rose#le coeur a ses raisons#admin art 🤍#xavi ; morte la nuit—la mémoire des étoiles brûle#miah ; nous allons fleurir les beaux pissenlits d'or
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i wanna make it unequivocally clear that there are no time limits when it comes to rping with me. idc if you're scrolling through your drafts and you find a thread of ours from two years ago+ and you wanna continue it... but you're afraid i'll be upset with you bc it's been so long...
babes, i am holding your face so gently when i say this: do the thing. i promise, the only thing i'mma be when i see that notif is excited
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⋆。‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧。⋆ 𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬
actions.
[ CUDDLE ]: sender wraps their arms around receiver on the couch and refuses to let go.
[ OVERSIZED ]: sender is wearing receiver's oversized hoodie or shirt with nothing underneath.
[ MOVIE ]: sender and receiver watch a movie, tangled up in blankets.
[ LAP ]: sender lays their head in receiver’s lap while scrolling on their phone.
[ SNOOZE ]: sender drifts off mid-conversation with their face buried in receiver’s neck.
[ COFFEE ]: sender brings receiver their favorite drink while still in pajamas.
[ STAY ]: sender pulls receiver back into bed when they try to get up.
[ TANGLE ]: sender’s legs are tangled with receiver’s under a cozy blanket.
[ KISSY ]: sender peppers sleepy kisses across receiver’s cheeks and neck.
[ SHOWER ]: sender pulls receiver into a lazy, steamy shower just to hold them.
[ HAIR ]: sender plays with receiver’s hair absentmindedly.
[ LAPTOP ]: sender works on something while laying on top of receiver.
[ NAP ]: sender and receiver nap together, completely wrapped around each other.
[ BUMPS ]: sender bumps their nose against receiver's while giggling under the covers.
[ COOKING ]: sender tries to make breakfast but gets distracted by receiver’s kisses.
[ SOCKS ]: sender steals receiver’s socks just to keep their toes warm.
[ BRUSH ]: sender gently brushes receiver’s messy morning hair with their fingers.
[ WRAP ]: sender wraps themselves in a blanket and waddles over to cuddle receiver.
[ DANCE ]: sender pulls receiver into a slow, silly dance in the kitchen.
[ FLUFF ]: sender brings over a pillow and throws it at receiver to start a pillow war.
𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞.
❝ five more minutes. ❞
❝ you’re so warm, don’t move. ❞
❝ let’s stay in bed all day. ❞
❝ i made coffee. come get it before it gets cold. ❞
❝ you’re way too comfortable for me to get up. ❞
❝ we should order something and never leave the couch. ❞
❝ you have bedhead. it’s adorable. ❞
❝ come here, i need snuggles. ❞
❝ i missed mornings like this with you. ❞
❝ i don’t care what we watch as long as you’re here. ❞
❝ wanna nap on top of me again? ❞
❝ you smell like sleep and sunshine. ❞
❝ i stole your hoodie and i’m never giving it back. ❞
❝ your toes are freezing. ❞
❝ don’t fall asleep on me—too late. ❞
❝ i swear you’re the human version of a weighted blanket. ❞
❝ is it illegal to be this cozy? ❞
❝ i could do nothing with you forever. ❞
❝ you’re the best part of my lazy days. ❞
❝ come lay on me, i’m a pillow now. ❞
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[ FLOWERS ] , she found a pretty flower and plucked it as a gift for kaia while they're on a mission.
prompts — sacred, high romance
Contrary to popular belief, Kaia never quite thought badly about forests.
They were dark at night, sure. Quiet, sure. Big, sure, isolated, sure—
She jumped at the address of her name, and when she whirled around she almost had a mind to steady her firearms.
...
Oh.
Her shoulders relaxed, guns lowered, and she let out a laugh.
Contrary to popular belief, Kaia never quite thought badly about forests, no matter how creepy they tended to be for midnight missions like this. She'd get scared sometimes, sure. But things like these also existed—pretty flowers, in the pretty moonlight, and the warm rustling of leaves in the nightly breeze.
And Kaia always thought that was a beautiful thing.
"Geez," she laughed, "you spooked me a li'l! But that's a really pretty flower..." She leaned over to nudge at her partner, gratefully took the plucked flower in her own hand, and twirled it between her fingers.
"Where'd you find it? You had the time to be strolling around looking at the pretty views? We're supposed to be looking for a Wanderer!!! ...I can't believe I missed this!"
With a half grin, Kaia settled on slipping it gently into her pocket—
And then she couldn't help but tease.
"Do I remind you of them? You thought of me when you plucked them, didn't you. God, you're adorable!"
#moby ; de l'obscur et de l'incertain#lire dans mon coeur... (inbox)#j'écris ton nom#(EEEEEE THIS TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO GET TO BUT OUHG;; so cute 😭😭😭💖💖💖)
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I could help you finish that book while you finish... hmm maybe this is more appropriate whispered elsewhere.
HEY— HEY... hey now... A good man doesn't start something he doesn't see all the way through, mon trésor! I miiight have an idea of what you're talking about. But now I wanna hear you say it~ What're we finishing, Xavi~?
#(IM LAUGHINDBFHSJJF i know you sent this in response to something i reblogged but i don't remember what post it was 🤣)#lire dans mon coeur... (inbox)#xavi ; morte la nuit—la mémoire des étoiles brûle
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[ to :: totally-not-lumiere 🥰 ] but are you suuuuuure though 🥰
[ to :: totally-not-lumiere 🥰 ] i might miss you enough for that to happen again~
[ to :: totally-not-lumiere 🥰 ] now quicklyyyyyy !! or ill finish the cherries before you get here !! 😤
[ to :: totally-not-lumiere 🥰 ] soooooooo.... THERE WAS A SALE AT THE STORE AND I GOT CHERRIES!!!! 🍒🍒
[ to :: totally-not-lumiere 🥰 ] :( and one of the lights are broken can you fix it hehe pretty please...
[ to :: totally-not-lumiere 🥰 ] i'll give you extra kisses for your time! 💖 (or more? 🥰)
[ to :: totally-not-lumiere 🥰 ] ...im kidding the light's not broken i just miss you 😭 come over?
↪️[Strange I just checked all the lights last week]
↪️[Oh I see] ↪️[In that case kisses might not be enough] ↪️[Ull have to make up for making me think I blew the lights out again]
↪️[🤗❤️]
#(/sneaks in a tiny reply)#(he spoils her 😭😭😭)#xavi ; morte la nuit—la mémoire des étoiles brûle#la vie en rose
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i do love nothing in this world so well as you. happy 520, @deepspacexavier 🥰 isn't it romantic that even numbers have their own ways to convey love? 🥰
#(quietly yoinking 🤍 gosh.. he says the prettiest things huhuhu)#xavi ; morte la nuit—la mémoire des étoiles brûle
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i do love nothing in this world so well as you. happy 520, @deepspacexavier 🥰 isn't it romantic that even numbers have their own ways to convey love? 🥰
#mots doux (moments)#xavi ; morte la nuit—la mémoire des étoiles brûle#(did i log on to the blog just to post this........... yes. the answer is. yes. AKFKSKFJJS)
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SNOOPY IN SPACE • 2.06
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