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Tessa nodded at her, leaving the hand for Ayumu to shake. That as more of his type of thing. "Welcome to the Complex Karien. Get ready to enjoy the worst magyk-free rest-of-your-life. I don't believe there's any televisions or radios in the trains, buses or trucks, so we thought we should let you know that magyk has offically been banned. And there's a totalitarian government about to be implemented. So if you figured the Complexes sucked before, let me tell you, they just became a whole lot suckier. And probably more dangerous. We haven't figured out what the punishment is yet, but I wouldn't think it's just a load of bullshit. I mean, they've already started trucking more and more guards in."

She spoke quickly, and when she was done, she pushed her hand through her hair. "Sorry we can't throw you that welcome to the neighborhood party we normally do when not under martial law."

It would be obvious to tell how annoyed she was, if not from her tone, then from her appearance. Her eyes kept glancing around, taking in the appearance of the guards. Her fingers kept twitching, itching to light a small fire or something to calm herself down. Her red ponytail flicked from side to side as she spoke, her demeanor obviously agitated.

And there was no question of why. It was completely unfair, what had happened. Though, correct that they were trying to disguise this genocide, it was a genocide nonetheless. Why did those guards hate them so much? Just thinking about it made her blood boil, and her temper build up. She hurried to try to make herself calm down, otherwise she wouldn't be able to control herself, and would likely completely explode. Literally. Fire everywhere.