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The dormitories are silent and empty during the school day, and even on the afternoons and weekends most of Ohtori Academy's student population prefer to spend their time out of doors when the weather permits.

If you are alone in a dormitory, the silence can be comforting, a welcome change from the noise and often inane chatter.

It can also be oppressive, hanging heavy in the air like the unnatural stillness before a thunderstorm.

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You will find, perhaps, that black roses are not the most desirable of flowers.

And that's what Moiraine had replied.

The words seem faraway and faded, like something he read in a book long ago. While this is like a dream; a dream he's had a thousand times, finally coming true.

He can feel a smile crawling over his face. It seems entirely unconnected to himself. "I see. So that's how it is."

"What do you want in exchange?"

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'Well, then.' Suddenly, he is very business-like. This is a transaction, after all, an important transaction, and it must be done properly. 'There is one item that we would like from you.'

A brief pause.

'A trifle, really.'

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He follows Mikage's gaze, and if there's any part of him that protests--

(if your soul hasn't given up entirely)

--it's faint, and far away, and he stopped listening to it long ago.

A trifle, really. Only that and nothing more.

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He nods.