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Gazing from a distance, Mason stands in a back corner of the lounge, watching the bustling commotion around him. A book sits in Mason's hand in an attempt to block out the world around him and escape the worry brought on by the revelations made in today's meeting, but the attempt is futile. Within the lounge has gathered a fairly large crowd, all around one girl.
She certainly brightens up the room with golden blonde hair and an equally golden smile, but the crowd she drew makes it difficult for Mason to read. She manages to juggle several conversations with the plethora of unique individuals that had gathered around her. The never-ending stream of consciousness that flows out the mouths of those that crowded the lounge creats some annoyance for Mason, but it isn't the noise of the voices that bothers him the most...
It is the noise of their hearts. By now, Mason had gotten used to sensing the auras of the members of the Coalition on a daily basis. They all had a twinge of despair from the situations created by the Murder Games, but people like Makoto were able to bring a light to their darkened hearts, removing the despair to barely a whisper. This blonde-haired individual, however, is different. Her aura shows the bright light of hope, as well as a shining star of her own personality, but there is a streak of darkness that was more than just despair. It was as if a perfect white dress was stained with a blot of ink.
"Could it be the Malevolence Makoto was talking about earlier?" Mason thinks to himself. He can't be sure of what her intentions are. Mason isn't even sure that the aura he's sensing is even correct. His aura sight was never perfect, and has failed him before. However, Mason's intuition tells him that this girl is worth learning about.
Whatever this darkness is, whether it is real or just in Mason's head, he is determined to learn what it means. And so, he bookmarks his place, sets his book down and makes an attempt to find his own piece of conversation with this girl.
Standing just outside the crowd of people, he manages to pick up the girl's name: Ilona. He repeats it to himself in an attempt to not forget it. He patiently waits for a lull in conversation before speaking.
"Excuse me, Miss..." He begins to speak while trying to translate what he saw in her aura into something simple, "How are you... Feeling right now?"
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While waiting for the others to reply, Ilona was surprised by the presence of a stranger who would ask her how she was feeling. Nobody had actually asked her that yet. This individual was the first. What a very kind gesture! She offered him a friendly smile. "I could be better, but I feel reasonable. Thank you for asking. What might your name be, good sir?" she questioned. "I believe we haven't met."
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