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Actually I just went and picked this up. I had it fixed for you. So let’s chill out a bit.” Sylvia had a way of putting things back in his face like that. She’s such a kind hearted women very reserved in her nature, she didn’t go out of her way to be popular. Her life was quiet and routine that simplicity was enough for her. From behind long black hair there’s piercing green eyes and a pale complexion. A face that rarely grimaced. As Sylvia takes off the jacket and hands it over to Kazuya who promptly puts it on. He collects a few things from a drawer behind his bed. Without speaking another word he slides past Sylvia barely acknowledging her. Down a small flight of stairs and towards the exit of the house Sylvia follows behind. Kazuya does feel rather heartless for not showing at least a tiny amount of gratitude. That’s how it’s always been though. Kazuya has a dark soul and a sunken heart.
“You’re not really about to leave without even saying thank you?” That face that so stoically held a smile was never ever so rarely grimacing. Sylvia hated this part about him. More than anything else she hated how cold he was. “We’ve lived here for three years; you still are this cold?” knowing that she won’t get an honest response from him she tries to ease up and that grimaced face returned to normal. “You ought to treat people better, ya know?”
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“I’m really sorry about all this; I’ll see you later okay?” With a fake laugh and a forced smile Kazuya opened the door and left the house.
New District Columbo was a flourishing city in a time of poverty and instability; the N.D.C. was a stronghold bound by close ties between government and religion. The church operated in order to fulfill social needs of its citizens while the government operated only to the will of a monarchal ruling family headed by King Charles Fenrir. A symbiotic and powerful alliance between the King and Maharishi Paul Jones created the N.D.C. Focus on education and defense has led to a militant environment for the citizens. Nearly all are employed by either church or state. It is a good place to live, you are free to choose how you live but, there is only rare occasions that citizens are allowed to leave the city. Surrounded by a heavily guarded border wall system, escape was never much of an option and most people born in the N.D.C. never leave, dying here, being all they ever knew.