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[For some reason Saya's feeling energetic, so it's time for a different kind of training. Look up and you might see a lithe girl in a Japanese school uniform, leaping over rooftops, one to the other, though not effortlessly as you'll see from the forceful way she launches herself. In her hand is her sheathed katana, as if she's on her way to battle, although --]
[-- listen closely and you might catch a wisp of laughter in the air. No fighting, today.]
[Saya comes to the end of the line of rooftops and leaps from the edge, arms spread as if she's really flying. At the halfway point she backflips and lands feet first, falling into a crouch and then rolling once before coming to a stop. She's breathing hard, but -- smiling. She hasn't felt that free in a long time.]