Kane stirred to the sound of heavy rains, the winds whipping through the rafters of the mansion. He turned his eyes to the beauty of Aishani, his hand gentle easing her hair from her face as still slept against his shoulder. His hand ran idly down her side as he listened to the rain hit the roof above and the gentle sound of her breathing.
He could of course now feel the dull ache as his wounds began to knit themselves back together, the discomfort of rapid healing had always been hard to ignore, but her scent off set the majority of the pain and her laid in his arms dulled it further. He had in that moment never felt as content.
Aishani stirred a slight at the stealthy brush of hair from her face, those magnificent dreads hung in a cylindrical patter and were as silk. She pursed her lips softly in a croon to the touch of his hand upon her side, dusting the fingertips upon a bandage, finding the blood had seeped through the absorbent fabric, it was just the ooze of a healing injury.
The succulent sent spoke of her presence even more at his side, since the two had not bathed, the remnants of musk lingered in the room to the events the evening before. In that moment of the resounding contentment, Aishani nuzzled into his neck and pressed tightly against him, a hand feeling up and down his back, as though to confirm that he was present and not just a dream.
Kane sat slowly, his eyes stayed on her form as he did so. The rains upon the roof seemed somewhat louder as the rumbles of thunder tumbled through the air above. “Seems our long awaited winter is about to come full force” He mused softly “It will make normal travel between provinces a little more complex than normal, but at the same time affords us time to deal with the mysteries at hand”
“But it seems I’m rather hot and sticky and could perhaps do with a bath, all that combat is hard work” He grinned softly “On the upside we have some very good hot springs beneath the mansion”
Aishani mumbled beneath her breath when Kane sat, as a result the comforter to shifted, thus causing her to shiver a slight to the difference of temperature that was captured beneath the blanket and curled her hands around the edge to draw back upwards and to her. Her lids lifted a slight, still clung to the sleep that weighed heavily upon her, but a hand lifted from within to caress his back, offering him the beckoning acknowledgement of her being awake.
Slowly, the snow kissed lashes lifted to reveal the golden hue with the milky opposing eye. "Mmmm...Winter. You had me at hot and sticky," Aishani mumbled, though, proceeded to sit up at his side. "A hot spring sounds really good at this time."
He handed off a robe to her, it was pointless them dressing proper at this point, he walked quietly to a door to the side of the room a tap on the glass before the rumble of an elevator beyond. It rattle to a halt no more than a frame wire cage, yet it did the job that was needed “I never was one for walking down all those stairs”
He grabbed a couple of towels and stood awaiting her to join him.
Aishani accepted the robe with a yawn, though, slipped from beneath the covers and moved to his wait, then hesitated looking to the interior of the elevator. "I wouldn't want you tired before we get down there." A smirk formed on her lips, while the robe was simply draped over her arm, the stark white and slightly red bandages upon a hip with a wrap to one thigh and a bicep. But, she stepped through, turning to wait for him. Her exotic figure open and exposed for him, as she leaned back against the wall.
He stepped in pressing up against her as the elevator began to descend, through the outer core of the mansion then below just as quick. The hot springs were a huge natural cavern deep beneath the mansion and indeed the hills upon which it sat.
He stepped aside letting Aishani through, slipping his arms around her waist “It really doesn’t get much better than this”
Aishani looked up to him as he pressed her into the elevator wall, a smirk on her lips, while her hands wandered his body in the descent. Her golden eye fixed on him with the fixture of her features from the scar that marked her face and the smirk coiled upon her luscious lips.
Once the movement stopped and she stepped through the door, Aishani chuckled in the glorious rolling purr when his arms slipped around her waist, but her eyes explored this cavern. "Oh? What doesn't get much better?"
“A nice hot bath with the hottest woman in the realm” He replied with a grin “And enough problems to keep us busy for a while” He shrugged softly as he edged into one of the heated pools, feeling the warmth spread over his body as he sank down beneath the surface, as he came back up his hair sank back against his shoulders.
“Definitely the best place to be”
Aishani tilted her head with a smirk, looking to him as he walked to the edge of one heated pool. Her golden eye hummed softly in the dim light, while the humidity lathered their bodies. She lifted her hands to release a leather strap that held her hair back, causing the dreads to fall down her shoulders and back.
She tossed her robe aside while joining him in the pool, sighing softly and tipping her head back when he resurfaced. Now, in this cave, he saw her. Truly saw her, this was a realm that she was born into and it showed by her ashen skin. "Mmm...Yes, I can see you point."
He slid up close to her, his hands trickling water over her body slowly. His eyes as ever admired every inch of her body, his mind taking each to memory.
“There are many more mysteries this old house holds, some even I am unaware of, but there is one more I intend to share with you” His words were soft yea somehow carried a strange tone of nervousness to them “I fear if you do not understand the lengths to which my father” he halted at the words before correcting himself quickly “Ceremon will go, it may be difficult to understand why I have yet been able to do what must be done to stop his particular brand of insanity. It cost me one family, I cannot afford to lose another”
Aishani slipped her arms around his neck to offer her the stability, fingertips kneading at the nape of his neck while she fixed her own golden gaze upon him. Her lips worked upon his shoulder, dragging her teeth briefly to be swept with an apologetic kiss. As he spoke, she watched him in silence, while the water radiated with heat from the pool. "Oh, I do not doubt, the mysteries this house holds." Her hand lofted to place upon his cheek, expression enigmatic. "Kane, you do not need to explain things to me if it causes discomfort. I am here to be by your side for as long as you will have me. Partners, remember? As you speak those words, I can in a portion understand, since clearly Z'ress has crossed over realms to reach me."
“I have had chances to end all this, oddly I feel somewhat responsible for the predicament you now find yourself in, Ceremon had the rift open of that I’m sure. Him doing it himself would severely deplete his reserves, we can open them but there is almost always a price. It takes a lot out of us, but there are others that can open them some who follow him blindly. Still as I said if I could bring myself to finish the war this would never have occurred” He drew breath once more feeling her close to him as he eased back onto a raised bench like rock he eased her into his lap.
“Seems both our pasts are intent on having an impact on our future”
Aishani lowered her hand from his cheek, tightening her hold around his neck as he drifted with an ease back upon the risen rock bench, her knees bent on the outside of his thighs and she straddled his lap. While the currents of the water caressed their flesh as unseen admiration to their affection, a whispering silent witness.
Her words rolled as a purr, though, initially, she leaned forward to nibble on his lobe, then back to look into his eyes. "Then, end it. What is stopping you? The tie between father and son, is dissolved...the meaning of family to him, is warped. Just like Z'ress. I was a beacon of power to her when I was born with my...marks." Aishani lowered her gaze to brush a thumb upon the peering marking upon the under sternum of her bosom. "A source to bring the House Tort'tar to the top of the social totem in the city...a place of power and coveted amongst Drow. But, when...it was revealed by my inconsistency of research in one of the schools. Such gathered unwanted attention, thus Z'ress was alerted...that is where the promise changed in such a sharp angle that left me running to survive...It's been like that ever since."
“It isn’t so simple as putting a blade through him, as tempting as that may be, there is a thin veil here that allows us contact with those past, the request he live” He sighed softly his eyes looking to the water “My mother asked we let him live, and so we do, we halt his plots and his crusades and we let him return to the burned ruins of his own home in the hope he will find peace” His hands slipped down her body through the water and over her thighs slowly.
“One day I pray he will find his way, he wasn’t always so dark, so lost, once he was a loving father, he just learnt that our powers had great application and it sent him a little crazy, the power of his children caused the only woman he ever loved to die” He rest his head against her shoulder a soft kiss to the flesh of her shoulder “But I fear one day it will all end for him or for me ….. again”
Aishani tilted his chin up when his gaze wandered to the water, caressing his cheek. "We all harbor regrets and improbabilities that are the fabric of our lives. Your mother, was fixed on the man he was, spirit or other, Kane. She was his wife and love...providing children. I could not be more pleased in the fact such had not taken place, selfishly, I would never have met you and possibly could have met the fate that awaits me."
She wrapped her arms around him, cradling him against her shoulder, while the glorious scent lofted to him from the heat of the water and the mist that lifted from her flesh. "Things happen. Usually, they happen for a reason, Kane. You above all else should know this...I don't try to find a reason. It appears that you and your mother may be so fixed on the man he once was that the corruptions of the power has taken him away. There are times that you have to accept the fact that the individual that you loved...has died and is walking in an empty shell." She stopped, a soft choke sounding as it seemed Aishani was on the brink of emotion. "At times, any being, if you love them, you have to let them go...either for your benefit or their own..."
“You may be right my love, and I fear one day it will come to that” He smiled softly, pushing down the combination of emotion as he watched her carefully “But for now, I intend to deal with the present, which means I focus on the things that are important” A soft kiss to her lips “I will take care of the things I can control before worrying about those I cannot” he reached back for a cloth slipping it beneath the water before sliding it up along her back, soft slow motions that slipped up and back down her spine slowly.
"Focus on the present and the events to advance forward, would I always look in the past, I would not be the same woman now." She rolled a shoulder, while her golden eye hummed softly. Aishani closed her eyes in a gentle purr, as he began to clean her back, as though his movement would wipe away the scars. "Each step at a time, Kane. Pushing can be dangerous. Unless, you like to hear me scream." She teased him with a rolling chuckle and the smirk touching the corners of her lips.
Kane began to see a violet creep upon her cheeks, while beads of sweat glisten like diamond accents on her brow to the heat of the water.
“Well” He teased in reply “As long as it’s me making you scream” before he switched to cleaning her breasts and her stomach slowly then down over her thighs, the warmth of the water was constant and very much even, a gentle bubbling touched the surface. “I think we are fortunate to have each other, together we are far stronger than anything that may try to surprise us” He grinned shifting beneath her “Well most surprises”
After he was finished cleaning her, even as the cloth road over the slick beauteous bosoms the pertness of her dark bud tensed, Aishani took the cloth. Beginning to methodically clean him, rolling her fingers deep into the seeded tissues, as though working the pain around the mending flesh.
"Yes, that is to our advantage. It seems we are full of surprises, ourselves, Kane." She purred beside his ear, as her slick bosom pressed against his chest. Aishani tilted to her lips to press into his neck then nipped at the surface before retreating. Her scent by this point was overwhelming from the beading of sweat upon her body, lifting the succulence to his senses. "Do not be concerned about my recovery as much as your own. After all, you are crucial to the realm. I am not of this realm, but, I am fine, healing well, as I have said I have been in worse predicaments."
He allowed her to clean him, removing the bloody bandages that revealed the flesh had begun to at least to heal “Another few days and I’ll be fine” he mused softly. As he settled into her gently feeling her as she washed the last few days away.
“I don’t suppose you’d have a clue why your mother would chose to align with my slightly idiotic and defiantly insane father?” He asked not really expected an answer more forming thoughts out loud, but there were many questions and fewer answers than he liked.
Aishani lifted her gaze upwards to him after inspecting his wounds, a subtle smirk upon her face. Her fingertips worked to roll the knot loose from his shoulders and neck, intent to envelope him in relaxation. Though, when he spoke aloud, she hesitated in her massaging, then returned. "She is willing get to me, no matter the expense, or the individuals to use and manipulate in order to do so. I am a soil on the house."
“I suspect my fathers end may very well be the same, to take you, torture and rape you into submission whatever plan he deems next” Kane sighed softly as leant into her massage “I return to my tie you up solution” Kanes attempt at humour was clearly to try and clear his mind of the doubt that now sat in his stomach, it would burn there providing him with the strength in whatever games were to come. Ceremon would return and next time he won’t be alone, Kane knew this.
Aishani picked up on his subtle humour, chuckling in that rolling purr, leaning forward to press her lips against his ear with her cheek flush against his. "Then you better get to it first before he does..." Such only fed the fire, but, she leaned back now, lowering her hands to submerge in the water. "Kane, what is on your mind? Do you doubt in your protection of me?"
“So many pieces, so few answers, and too many variables to allow me to take control of, that bothers me” Kane replied softly leaning back into her his hands taking hers to draw them around his waist “I fear one misstep may see you in his hands, in your mothers, it bothers me”
He smiled softly now once more pushing the doubt down “But we do have advantages here on the mansion grounds, at least they cannot sneak in without us knowing”
Aishani complied, lifting her legs to drape over his thighs, curling to rest her ankles at the back of his knees with her arms wrapped around him and a cheek on his shoulder, watching him. "Kane, you cannot always protect everyone. I understand your means to such and I know you wish to do such. I feel safe, more so then I have in my entire life. There will always be variables, there will always be unanswered questions. It is to focus on that which is our strengths. The point is to not let fear rule you, if you do such, the emotion has already won and lead you to a disadvantage. Keep a clear mind, always. Don't let emotions rule. Your mind and heart will know the way."
“Mmmm this is true, however that would be easier a week ago until some fine young woman decided she’d up and steal my heart” He smiled softly tracing a kiss across her shoulder slowly, each kiss soft and deliberate “I will keep my emotions, but my heart is always prone to overriding my logic, it seems I prefer to protect those most important in my life as hard as I would the rest of the realm”
He shifted beneath her with a smile before lowering her so she rested just on the edge of the pool, his head resting now against her inner thigh “But all that aside I believe it’s time for breakfast” his tongue quickly darted out to trail up her thigh slowly.
"I'll have you know, that I had none of the seduction part planned...I just saw you and was stunned. In fact, I turned and decided I was going to leave but you caught me, called me out. So...I came back." She ran her fingertips through his hair, leaning down to press her lips against his forehead. "Breakfast? Here?" She looked around briefly, then a smirk formed upon the polished lips in the understanding as the slick trail was created by his tongue. Aishani tilted her head back gracing the surroundings with a purr of contentment, lofting each leg to place the arch of her foot on each of his shoulders, allowing him an easier angle to go after that which he implied.
“Well how were you to know that there was hot red blooded vampire around?” He grinned softly his eyes meeting hers. “And besides I’m glad you stayed, I kind of like having you around” his words were soft and full of intent as he eased further between her thighs allowing him to kiss along her stomach slowly “My house has been empty for far too long, or is that just my bed? But truly I am thankful you came to me” his hands slipped up her body to cup her breasts before his fingers caught her nipples rough yet not as to cause harm but to capture her attention.
Her golden eye was fixed to him, when his own sought hers. A smirk on those beautifully plush and polished lips, her arms were lowered to offer support by the heels of her palms at her sides. The closer he moved to her thighs, the pink muscle flicked across her lips in a sensual motion.
Aishani's lids closed to half mast, when his hands traveled upon her silken flesh, then a hiss parted her lips to the pluck of his fingers, adjusting the placement and gliding her hand within his dark threads. Yanking forcefully to expose his neck to her, in which her lips glided up and down his artery, the very tip of her tongue gracing the surface before her teeth sunk into the connecting muscle of his shoulder to neck. Releasing the hold, in order to whisper beside his ear. "In my language...you would be a sanguine." The way the word rolled past her lips was even more alluring then a common language, exotic in the purr. Her presence was overwhelming, succulent in all aspects of the women that know closed lowered her legs to dip beneath his pits with the ankles locked with heels lightly pressing into his back.
“That sounds so much better, and less cold, not that we are cold of course, myth and legends twisted to make us look so much worse than we are” He spoke each word soft as he now let his hands fall back down over her flesh “We are far warmer than legend would have us believe” the last of his words rolled off with such intense desire.
He returned his lips to the flesh of her thighs, soft kisses each placed with a deliberate point, each a step closer to the sweet warmth of her heated core. As he reached her warmth he placed slow kisses against her outer petals, slow and deliberate before allowing his tongue to slip against her. As he felt her body respond he eased a little more pressure parting her petals to allow him to slip his tongue deep into her tasting her.
"There is always an underline fact to myths and legends..." Aishani's body reacted to the travel of his hands, while the touch caressed upon each counter and curve. She inhaled sharply as the heat of his breath and warmth of his lips made contact to her smooth lean thighs, the closer he took the path to her flower, a purr passed her lips in pleasure.
The delicate petals of her flower were dark and kissed with light pink on the fringes, leading to the pink of her gates. Each press of his lips that appraised her petals caused her to growl while anticipation choked her. Aishani's body reacted by expelling her heady scent to drown his being, even a small trickle of her honey slithered down to glisten upon her starlet.
A hand tucked some threads behind his ear while tilting her head back, her dark dreads pooling around her like snakes. Her mouth hung open with the pressure and the stealthy muscle as such penetrated into her silken passage. The luscious juices flowed upon his tongue, while it was more than apparent the desires that his touch stirred and her nectar that fuelled him in the pure essence of their relationship.
He tasted her nectar, between the taste of her and the scent that raced through his very being his desire for her was settling deeper with each moment, he had for so long been isolated that the deeper she settled into him the more his desire for her built. A deep need to have her in every sense and everyway only fuelled his desire to taste and pleasure her.
As he drank her down his mind raced each step he made carefully thought out as he eased up from between her legs his right hand sipping around her waist pulling her back into the warmth of the pool, he shifted his hips just enough that as her hips met his he was inside her the same moment his lips would capture hers hungrily.
When he departed from her succulent flower, the taste of her permeated him to the depth of every sense. She already had collapsed upon her back, with her hands cupping each bosom with the extension of her finger pinching, plucking and taunting the peaked buttons cantered upon each. She lifted her gaze when his focus stopped, tilting her head down to draw a dark bud within her lips to suckle upon, and parting to reveal to him the catch of such a treat between her teeth.
Unable to adjust further before Kane drew her from the ledge at the side of the pool, dropping into the water with the beast claiming her lands as his own in a full thrust that buried him so deeply into her hidden passage and sanctum it pushed at the very back of her cradle of life. Her mouth opened and his own crashed upon hers, the sound of a moan fed into the kiss, while she adjusted to wrap her arms around him. The water that surrounded them churned as a prequel to a passionate storm that was riding deeply within each of the two lovers. Aishani's hips rolled down to push him even more into her sanctum, causing her suckle and nibble upon his tongue that was drawn into her mouth.
His hand kept control of her, easing her up before lowering her back against him, long deliberate motions as his tongue danced against hers, the kiss was hungry and deeply passionate. Each time she would slip back down against a low growl would draw from his throat, the heat of the water around them only added to mix of pleasure intensifying everything.
Aishani nipped against his lower lip briefly, then commanded control within the kiss by the incited suction and her reaping tongue, she placed her hands upon his shoulders now, nails biting into the surface flesh. It was clear, that Aishani knew exactly how to please Kane, as he desired to please her, both were not in competition but strove to be better than the other in every sense.
When she would plunge back down upon his buried member, the tightness of her silken passage increased, while the water splashed between them and their slick bodies glided upon one another. The movement of her hips in a gyration only added not only to the depth, but, the friction and stirring of his strangled mid-length kept just at the entry of her womb. As he pumped faster, she met him harder and faster, it was as though without their minds lost in the euphoric desire, their bodies would ultimately rival the other until the end.
It didn’t take long from the heat and the need to have his hand lock keeping her impaled deeply filling her with his seed once more. His head rested against her shoulder as his body trembled beneath her. His breathing ragged and uncontrolled would only serve to show the passion they shared so deeply.
As his body calmed he lean back wiping her hair gently from her face “Now how is it we end up dirtier than before we got in?” a soft chuckled as he kept her held upon him. His hands now resting on her thighs gently.
Aishani's sounds were pants and growls, while her nails feasted upon his back and shoulders, the slippery surface adding to the friction. While their passion was hotter than the waters and the steam that rose to tickle their noses. But, in the end when his molten seed rushed forth, her passage tightened around him and her flower throbbed, speaking of the release.
His head against her shoulder prompted her to lean her cheek against his crown, while securing her legs to keep him buried within her passage, still her body throbbed around him. When he leaned back, she met his gaze, her cheeks a violet while beads of sweat were dripping from her brow and temple. A smirk upon her plush lips, when the dreads were pushed from her face. "Oh, well, see, that is left up to interpretation. I'd rather be dirty..."
“Mmmm I would have to agree with you there” He kissed her softly “I suspect we should consider getting ourselves dressed and joining the world upstairs, which is unfortunate considering I would genuinely rather spend the day here with you” As he shifted to lift them both out of the heated pool. “You are of course welcome to remain here?”
A growl parted her lips in defiance of his shift to rise, plopping from within her warm depths, she caught his lip quickly but then departed. "I would prefer to remain at your side, Kane." She whispered beside his ear, nibbling on the shell of his ear and lobe, but, then departing to rise from the water with her back to him.
Those webbed scarring glaring at him in the contrasting shadows spent from the subterranean level of the springs, though just beneath was that luscious bottom and when she climbed out, he caught a sight of her petals that were oozing with his milk, which seemed to hardly phase her.
The frame of his body against the dull torchlight, could now be seen a well-built man shaped for combat and defined by that fact. He wasn’t ripped as they would say but he was well defined, his body sculpted by years of combat and farm work alike. There weren’t many scars which owed largely to his ability to heal, though there were a few that could be seen, the one at his lower back was from his brother Hades’ betrayal all those years ago.
As he dressed slipping into denim jeans and a loose shirt that left him looking more like a teenager than Lord of the manor, his cloak still trailed in his wake. “We should probably see if Aerian or Hades has anything of use for us, then I will show you a piece of my past that few get to see, perhaps together we can figure how it impacts our future”
When he turned back to her, he saw her golden eye fixed upon him when his shirt was tugged down, her upper teeth biting down on her lower lip with a sense of wanton desire still in her eyes. The succulent and mouth-watering scent still enveloped him with her presence.
She cleared her throat and turned to gather her robe, since, she hadn't brought her clothing down from their shared room. "Yes, that is a sound plan. I have to mend a few tears in my attire, but...you dress so strangely...What is that material on your legs? It appears to be thicker, then usual leggings."
Aishani slid the robe over her shoulders with her arms peering from within, fastening the tie. "I would like that, Kane."
He eyed her for a moment before a grind “This, they call it denim, resilient fabric, wears well, comes in many colours too, we kind of stole the process from what we refer to as the human realm, but comfort is something I very much enjoy” He once more soaked in her scent, it allowed him to feel safe knowing she was close he had seen her in combat so he knew she would always have his back.
“Not so comfy on horseback though” He grinned playfully before leading her back to the elevator and up to his room. “If you need further attire we can arrange for something to be crafted to your specifications?”
"Denim..." She allowed for the words to roll from her lips in that fantastic purr, as though, attempting to allow for it to settle in. "Strange. Human realm? There is a realm with nothing BUT humans?" Aishani looked to Kane when they entered the elevator, then down to her form in the robe. "What? I can't walk around in a robe until my leather is mended?" She chuckled, though, kept eying his jeans, a few times she neared it and touched the surface, and investigating. "Maybe...I'd like to try a pair."
“I’m sure that can be arranged” His eyes sparkled “And yes there is a whole realm of humans, quite a diverse culture too, some even believe in our worlds that perhaps there is more just beyond the edge of their imagination” he slipped up behind her his arms curling around her waist “You will look quite good in a tight pair of jeans, not of course that you don’t look delicious right now” A soft growl against her ear before he moved away “The problem with the humans is the last time we tried to help them they tried to kill us, still the time may come”
A soft purr was heard parting her lips to the response of his growl, a hand curling into a knead at his chest to the close but brief proximity." Well, suffice to say, not all tried to kill you. That is impossible, given time, I'm sure those perceptive will see through to the truth of things in the end."
She stepped into their room, then hesitated. "I don't think your jeans will fit me...I'm a little smaller. So, I can wear my other clothing until a pair has been made?"
“I will send the order to Elsa once we get downstairs, I’m sure it won’t take the delightful seamstress long to whip something together for you” He ran a hand through his hair growling as his fingers caught in the knot “Hmm it’s going to be one of those days?” He shrugged the notion off and collected his short daggers and the belt they were attached to locking it around his waist and then adjusting his cloak so as they were less obvious.
“So breakfast, a chat with my daughter and brother then to the crypts, possibly the busiest day I’ve had in while, well since I got myself shot at least” His words were playful but in keeping with himself, today would be a day they began getting those answers to the puzzle that was inevitably laid before them.
Aishani chuckled still in her robe, it added a thickness to her from the fabric and the sleeves were longer as was the length. She moved to stand on the bed and beckon him close. When he stood near to her, she ran her fingers through his hair and methodically worked the knots free from the stubborn strands. "A seamstress, you said? You constantly surprise me. Oh, the day just started, Kane. Don't be so cynical." When he moved to adorn his daggers, she gathered her clothing while there was some slash marks in places of the injuries that she had sustained on the battlefield, it was still in rather decent shape.
She hopped off the bed, then disrobed, to dress, while there was clothing upon her, each meld of the fabric to her skin and tunic with the under-bust corset, added to the visual of the woman that entered his mansion. She then tended to fixing various buckles and tethered her weapons belts to her hips. "Mmm, you had me at crypts. I think you forget, my home was subterranean, I am used to the darker side of things, Kane. Yes, let us go eat and continue about the day. I'll be by your side through every moment of it."
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