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Maria

      "About time someone has a bright idea around here," Maria muttered as she flew by the coloured hair duo from her aerial trek. Although it may be an emotional time for all of as your friend has just perished, this is a war zone after all. The Germanic demon could have casually strolled up and shot you all without anyone being the wiser. Well, I'll come back to have a lil' chat with these two after paying my respects to the dead.

      With her unfurled wings, she jaunted through the air, the only one unrestrained by the weight of the atmosphere around her. Clasping her hands in front of her chest, she began pulling artistry from the air. The familiar mist coiled, condensed, and solidified. This time, a glistening apple appeared in her palm whilst she hovered over the corpse.

      "Well, seeing as pretty much everyone else here has offered an eulogy around here, i guess I'll make one as well. So, let's talk about apples. I was quite flattered that you ate the apple, could've been laced with slow acting poison for all you know. It takes either a brave soul or an ignorant one to accept. Refreshing nonetheless. In latin, the word for apple is quite phonically similar to the word for evil. Both malum, they only differ through the accent on the a. Yes, the apple has become the iconic symbol in the relationship between a man and a woman through the advent of the magecraft legacy left behind by Adam and Eve. Yes, the woman leads the way and the man follows her beckoning call. I wonder if your boyfriend will follow you to the grave? After all, the apple is a sign of mortality and at the same time, it represents an endless life."

     She stopped talking and dropped the apple gingerly onto her forehead. She slowly backed away, into the air, turning.

     "A mirror could've saved you in the past, but take an apple for the road. It'll be a long one after all."

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     She flew above the boy with black hair and dropped an apple, smacking him on the head with an audible thud.

     "Yo Kuroahoge, sorry to interrupt your touching scene but are you done moping yet? I'm sure your girlfriend appreciates- er, would appreciate your sentiments but it's about time that you wrap it up. You knew that you would incur your father's wrath when this happened. Yes, this is war. People die. You can save the mourning for later. She wouldn't have wanted you to die because you were rooted in one spot you know. What she wanted from the war was to protect those dear to her. You're still alive. Don't betray her expectations. There's still a bitter German wraith out there that you should shift your focus to."




[...Uh, you mean the one Club Archer stranded on a deserted island hundreds of miles away?]

Details, details. Better than saying she could've put a bullet through his head. I can change it to her telling him that she could've shot him?and constant viligence.