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Lesson 1: Cirno

Hello, and welcome everyone. This is the first colloquium I will be hosting for my research into the ecology and lives of youkai and related beings. Thank you to the village elders for sponsoring this research. Before I begin with the first lecture, there is some organizational topics I need to discuss.

First of all, each lecture will be some fifteen to thirty minutes, maybe more depending on the amount of content I’ve prepared, and the number of questions asked. Please ask questions, I have not covered everything. Each lecture will be held here in the public school on Saturdays in the early afternoon by announcement, so it will not be every week. I thank Miss Kamishirasawa for allowing this to be held here. And no, I’m not technically a teacher yet, so I don’t have the right to come in here on my own authority.

For those of you that do not know me, my name is Tanner Regas, an outsider who wandered in. I’m attempting to make a curriculum for the public school that is more focused on some basic sciences and mathematics. Reason for this is that I was a high school physics teacher… someone who taught young individuals their basic curriculum, and I saw that there was an opening for such a position here.

A: “How come you aren’t dead if you’re from the outside?”

I was left in the village proper. I don’t know why I was in the village proper to begin with, but whatever.
So I went for the position, after I got dumped here, that is.

Any further questions about me personally can be held until after the colloquium. Transcripts of which will be recorded by the servant of Lady Hieda present. Thank you for your hard work.

Onto important topics, the class itself; this course will be describing the life, physiology, and general attributes of whatever research subject I have been working with before each lecture. Some cursory observations on things like their daily routine, or inductive hypothesis on a species as a whole will be given at my own discretion. I will be sure to write whatever sources I used as peripheral here on the board. Importantly, I made sure reference Lady Hieda’s own effective youkai encyclopedia, the Per
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[x] Remilia Scarlet
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Lesson 12: Hecatia Lapislazuli

Hello again, and welcome to the classroom. I’ve been informed that this should be my final lecture.

Kasen: “Ahem. That is indeed the case.”

Do not worry, I won’t ask for a written test at the end. Though I would like to thank everyone who attends or has attended to these. For all the efforts and trials I’ve been through, these were still so very fun to present.

Anyway, I at least get to make the joke that I’ve been to hell and back for today’s lecture. I haven’t had minor beings for the last few lectures and today’s tops it with the most powerful known being in Gensokyo, Hecatia Lapislazuli.

Hecatia: “I feel honored.”
Cirno: “Well professor, actually-“
*Kasen whacks Cirno*

The goddess of various hells, boundaries, and witchcraft. The ruler of all unwanted freewheelers. The three-bodied deity. You get the point. There won’t be much philosophical or scientific waxing today as the topics involved are all independently dense enough to cover.

As always, I’ll start with some basic description on Hecatia herself. Hecatia Lapislazuli is a goddess appearing as a mid-thirties woman with red hair and eyes. She often wears a t-shirt with the decal ‘welcome hell’ and a multicolored skirt. No shoes, oddly.

H: “Depends on the day. Sometimes I follow tradition, others I have to complete my getup.”
I was about to ask why not all the time, but I’ll just chalk it to Greek god.

Most importantly, she wears a collar with three planetoid bodies chained to it and a headwrap to let one sit on her head. Her hair and eye color will change depending on the planetoid atop her head. I’ll come back to what the orbs are in a direct statement shortly.

Her personality comes off cocksure, but she has the power to back it up, so it is merited. She is otherwise a pleasant conversationalist and very empathetic to others. This is surprising as it contradicts her appearance in stereotypically rebellious clothing by outside world standards.

H: “Wait, wait, wait. That is clearly stereotyping.”
Kyouko: “Is she a fan of punk rock?”
H: “Yes. I appreciate th
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I'm sad you never got to cover Momiji.
It was a nice story though, hope to see Tanner again.

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"It's kind of weird looking, ain't it?"

It found the final, coveted vestiges of its slumber cruelly wrenched from its weary mind, as its senses were filled with uncomfortable heat and the varied din of a surrounding mob.

"I've never seen a lizard get this big, do you think it's some kind of youkai?"

"Of course it's a youkai! There's no way a lizard could grow to this size."

"You don't think it eats flesh, do you?"

"What else could those teeth be for?"

"I hope it isn't dangerous.."

"How did it even end up here, anyway?"

The last question was accompanied by a slightly forceful prod against the beast's nose, it huffed in irritation and tried desperately to reclaim its lost tranquility. This would prove to be fruitless, as evidenced by a startled cry.

"Don't poke the damn thing! Do you want it to wake up?!"

"Well, it might have been dead for all we know! how else was I supposed to check?"

"Keep poking it and you might be dead the one!"

"No one should do anything until the Head Priest gets here!"

"That's right! Lady Byakuren will take care of everything!"

"For the record, if this thing tried to eat me, I would just run."

"Oh? And do you really think that you could outrun a monster like that?"

"I don't have to outrun the lizard, I just have to outrun you~"

"Why, you-!"

It chose this moment to discreetly open its left eye. It winced and rectified the action, regretting the decision as the sun's rays seemed adamant on worsening the dull ache in its head. Momentarily forgetting about the crowd of unknown voices, it hissed irritably as both its eyes opened and slowly adjusted to the light. Near immediately, someone noticed that it was waking up.

"G-get away from it! It's awake!"

"Wha-?! Gyaaaah!!"

Faster than any living thing it had ever witnessed, the creatur
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My inner child loves this story a lot. A dinosaur is always welcome, and the hodgepodge of personalities in the buddhist cast only makes it better.
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You know what? That's so good, I'm putting it on the fridge.

Seriously though, you guys are great, thanks for all of the support.

Until next time!

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Depending on who you ask. You’d get a lot of different opinions on this fantasy land called, ‘Gensokyo.’

If you were to ask the folks in the Human Village, they’d say that the land is nice so long as you stay inside the walls of the village. But if for some unfortunate reason you’d have to travel out of it, they’d still say the land was mostly fine so long as you’d stay within the well-traveled roads.

And avoided the enormous Forest of Magic.

Stayed away from any large fields of sunflowers.

Kept your distance from any large patches of spider-lilies.

Took care not to attract attention from the Tengu from the mountain

Made a large detour around the lake and avoided the scarlet mansion.

Oh and if you somehow had the ability to do so, stayed away from the big hole in the sky over yonder unless you want to visit the netherworld early.

Among other hazards.

‘But it is a nice place regardless!’ So they’d say.

If you were to ask the question to a youkai who was more willing to make conversation and not gore you for a snack ‘just because,’ They’d have a higher opinion of the land as a whole. But also mention some, if not a good chunk of the same hazards the villagers mentioned.

Then you’ve got the individuals that are practically the center of these hazards who’ll tell you that Gensokyo has no issues and will stare at you blankly and/or oddly for even suggesting that there might be some issues with this little land of fantastical paradise.

But who were you to think? You were just an outsider dropped into this hot mess out of nowhere. A case of ‘Right place, wrong time,’ that you quickly found out was all too common for something seemingly uncommon.

Months went by, through multiple strokes of luck and will. You had somehow managed to carve out a little niche for yourself as another ‘problem-solver’ of sorts. Taking cases from the village and, on the rare occasion, the more sophisticated youkai.

Luckily for you, the majority of cases were just small-time stuff. ‘There’s a weird noise coming from the attic!’ that would turn
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Closing votes.

Looks like we'll be heading to Suzunaan after grabbin' some grub.
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Holy dam, Damn good story
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Holy dam, Damn good story

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(A short outside of /shorts/.)

A loyal host of Mononobe men-under-arms made midnight march for Iware.
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>>43286
>genealogical relation
Well, I suppose I was going more for the 'borrowing' angle, but good point.
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>>43284

There's this http://www.oxford-shakespeare.com/Nashe/Unfortunate_Traveller.pdf which is surprisingly easy to read and write off of compared to Shakespeare, who fucked around with verb orders to match iambic pentameter.
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>>43288
Neato. Thanks for sharing.

God, but he's verbose. Well worth it, though; he's busting my sides from page one.

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[u]Sup Anons, had this idea for a while now and after some years of just reading stories here and being a part of the cyoas.
I figured I'd try to take my own swing to it as well![u/]


The sun rises, some bird chirps and as far as you can see there are no intruders in the sky or on the ground,
though you aren't certain if any are hiding behind the gravestones or trees surrounding you

But if they are then you won't spare them your wrath!

You are an Jiangshi, you are to PROTECT the graveyard from INTRUDERS.

Why is that? Because the master told you to. See even your talisman says so

[b] -Do not allow anyone to enter the graveyard
-Do not allow anyone to steal from the graveyard [b/]

So far you've been doing a good job because you are a good boy!..or good girl! your neck is too stiff to look down and check!

"Bzzzzz" Ah what is that? a foul yellow creature has slipped beyond your guard Unforgivable. it is yellow and small and yellow and it's small yellow presence is not allowed to be small and yellow here!

[] Show it your wrath!
[] Calm down, give it a chance to surrender
[]Leave it be
[] Whatever else you think works better (write in)
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"Actions born from Desire; Getting caught in whims of others and my own. The consequences catching up, causing... this."

You can squeeze in an "Apologies, Master.". But then you'd be at 21 words.
Or you could shift the blame to the guard, after all~ you'll find your own words for him too.

Glad you made your first own choice since - if you could call it that - coming back.
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Reader Comment: Exciting! Usually wresting away voter choice is corny but it worked decently well. There was ample enough foreshadowing (if the conversation near the beginning of the story wasn't explanation enough) that Anne is 'her own' and the votes are more like random voiced thoughts in her head. So it's not like it came completely out of the blue. It's still a bit corny. The good corny. Like a popcorn about to pop, not the kernel stuck between your teeth.

Maaan, I have no idea if I should act a bit with the meta and 'talk with Anne' as her thought or not. It's certainly a fun prospect to go along with. I PURPOSEFULLY did not place [x] before my dialogue because it's Anne's choice to go along with it.
I definitely do NOT want to have this go any deeper in the layers of Meta-story-adventuring, escalating to characters talking to and with the voters and writers. Stories like these as a rule devolve into a mess that's unfun to read.

You could have done away with at least one, even better two, of the paragraphs of Anne screaming 'AHHH'. (Mind I'm writing merely as if this is objective, in actuality these are 'just' my experiences reading stuff) The potency of having someone scream impetuously in written speech is that the reader has his very personal idea (and possibly experience) of what it's like to scream loudly and desperately at everyone and everything and no one and nothing in particular. Invoking this feeling (or experience) in writing is the strongest the first time it's done, because the reader's callback is sudden and thus visceral. It consequently loses it'
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"Actions born from Desire; Getting caught in whims of others and my own. The consequences catching up, causing... this."

I think Seiga would accept this answer pretty readily. We can only hope the reader voices are not going to cause some strange multi-personality disorder. It would be funny if voting turmoil usually ends up with Anne getting fed up with everything.

As for other anon's blurb, I pretty much agree with the sentiment. This was a case where 'show don't tell' wasn't used in a rather literal sense. Which is funny, because between the paragraph long verbal screeches was a legitimately great descriptor of the scream itself.
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>>43277

Talking to Anne or not is entirely your own choice, and yeah it's not planning to go any deeper than that. At most Anne would get some odd looks or be dismissed as cuckoo if she told anyone about the voices in her head like most people would in the Outside World. Which naturally would lead to one's credibility being lowered.

> We can only hope the reader voices are not going to cause some strange multi-personality disorder

Doubt it, though who she perceives herself to be or in other words the person she used to be can change depending on SPOILER or what info you find about it or what other people say when asked about it. (Though such info would always be not 100% accurate since people have opinions and stuff. Someone could think you were an complete B-word while someone else could not care less about you etc, ad infinitum. If there even are people who know you? Vaque vibes wooo~) but yeah it's mostly Anne and you Anons, not some Elfen Lied stuff since that's too much for a novice writer and overall offputting to me. If not quite unnecesary to the whole plot and vibes of the story itself.



> Shades of Anger

I did not actually know that and that's very VERY juicy to learn about and I shall keep it in mind for the next occasion (if there is one). Thanks for the advice!

And yeah I did post the scream a bit too much didn't I? That won't happen again if I can help it which I can.

Thank the both of your for your comments and critiscism. I always apreciate them so feel free to always say so if there's anything.

> METAL AS FUCK

If you liked that portion then there's a fun story on the site with like a Space Marine in Older Hell if I remember, FUCK GENSOKYO was the name yeah. it's bassically filled with those vibes.

I'd reccomend a read on it since I enjoyed reading it too, appealed to my own sense of humor and frankly it was just fun all around.

With that said expect an updat
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The ominous gong of the church bell sent vibrations through the slim, tensed body of the blonde heroine. Her journey would end inside the cathedral before her: one of black, spike-like towers and cold, metallic trusses — a holy place captured and twisted by the legendary demon, Melog. It was a fate she had been prepared for ever since she took up the blessed sword, Fortuna, said to slice through all probability. There was always a price to be paid for defiance.

A firm hand slapped her back, sending a wave of force through her leather armor and into her shoulder blades. She steadied herself and looked up at the offender: a man whose shell of gray plate armor revealed only his cold, dark eyes.

“Don’t lose your nerve,” he said through his visor.

She forced a smile as her heart fluttered in her chest. “You should know by now that my nerve has only ever faltered once: when we first shared a bed, and I gazed upon your—”

He turned away. “That’s precisely what I mean.”

She silently apologized. Even as a heroine, inappropriate humor seemed to be her only talent. Perhaps if she had any real skills — sorcery, medicine, peddling, or even farming — she would not have been forced to take up the holy sword. He would also have been spared.

Her legs pushed her forward, to the large double-doors. There were no locks, no barricades. She placed her hands on the door and struggled against its size.

Then he appeared beside her, adding his own weight to her efforts. “I have never regretted my decision.”

The heroine smiled, took a breath, and shoved against the door with all her might.


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The foreigner erupted from his slumber and jolted upright. His light kimono had allowed the cool night to seep into his bones, and his head felt as if it were swimming in the open air. The alcohol had been unusually strong tonight, or perhaps he had drank an unusual amount — he could not remember.

“O Fortuna of purity, my body be cleansed.”

His spirit called upon his homeland’s goddess of probability, but the drunkenness didn’t subside. The alcohol’s haze was so potent, no parallel self of hi
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[x] He must be aroused by the barmaid he cannot seem to remember.

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[X] He must be aroused by the barmaid he cannot seem to remember.

Miyoi
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[x] He must buy this lady a drink to repay her for convincing the barmaid.

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Rice and Rain >>/shorts/2209

Inspired by, or shamelessly stolen from. Take your pick. Mibya wrote that (>>/gensokyo/15535).

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Honestly, Kizin, of the stories I have read from you Unchanging Days was probably my favourite of your works "It’s still debatably with Maf2."

The relationship that Reimu and Kogasa was probably the cutest pairing I have ever read, their personalities playing off with each other making them just so damn cute; You should do more fluffy fluff stories in the future.

The theme I honestly never really noticed more blinded by how cute Reimu and Kogasa were XD.

The one issue I had, which wasn't really an issue, was just not enough sex scenes "I know the main focus was the fluff,” just a personal gripe I had. There just something about a good sex scene between two characters that have great chemistry that makes it all the sweeter “or something IDK.”

I eagerly await Make A Fist 2.
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Gotta say this is the sweetest thing I've read in awhile. Kogasa and Reimu play off each other very well

Nice connection to the first post at the end
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Thanks. I like simple things like that.

>>43006
Well I'll probably write something else with them in /at/ at some point, but dude there's like 7 lewd scenes in this, about half quite lengthy too. Probably too much!

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Previous thread: https://www.touhou-project.com/shrine/res/38956.html

It's been a while, but I'm back with a sequel to the Hakurei Apprentice. Enjoy!
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Leaves blow in the cool wind. The red blends with the yellow, sticking to the grooves and cracks of the stone pathway leading to the shrine. A familiar sight each and every autumn morning. It was as much of a part of my routine as making breakfast and doing laundry. It’s what my Master often called ‘shrine maiden training’ when it was just daily chores. I’ve done this so many times, it’s as if the days bled into months bled into years.

It seemed like only yesterday that Yukari brought me across the barrier into the Hakurei Shrine. Despite my life in the outside world, I’d like to say that, overall, coming here was an improvement. I’ve been able to form relationships with people that I would have never dreamed of meeting. Well, people being the operative word, but… they’re still ‘people’ all the same. Thoughts, feelings, hardships, desires.

Humans, youkai, gods, fairies, spirits -- all of them are different, but they can still exist in the cut-off world of Gensokyo. Despite their eccentric personalities, I really wouldn’t have it any other way.

Master hasn’t let up in the years that I’ve been here, always being hard, always expecting more out of me than she was going to get. I know that should be encouraging, but I’m just not as gifted as she is. Tapping into her innate powers as the Hakurei shrine maiden seems as easy as breathing for her. For me, it’s a struggle -- considering I’m still having a hard time grasping the basics even after four years.

I struggle with the thought that Reimu might not be a good teacher. I’m still not entirely sure myself, but the fact remains that I live here, that she’s helped me, and that because of her, I’ve found a place to belong. There are moments where Master’s intuition and guidance are something to be admired, truly. I wish that I--

Crack.

A wooden box smashes into t
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If the maid girl wants to help clean, then I’m not opposed, but I am worried about the missile Mimi. It seems docile, but I’m still not sure about the danger it could pose. A sentient missile is weird enough, but that’s not the issue at hand.

The glare in the robot girl’s eyes makes me wince.

“W-what’s your name?”

“My name’s Ruukoto, creation of the brilliant Professor Okazaki!” She puffs her chest out with pride. “This is my friend Mimi!” she says as the missile floats above her hand, gazing at me with its lifeless, black eyes.

“Professor?” I point the light away from Ruukoto. “Does that sound familiar to you, Komano?”

The komainu scrunches her face and twitches her nose. “Oh yeah! Miss Reimu did something with her!” she says, staring intently at Ruukoto as the gears churn in her head. “It’s really close. I think—Oh! This girl is part of that ‘thing!’”

“What thing?” It’s cute watching her put so much effort into this, but again, she isn’t making much sense. I appreciate Komano’s help, but she doesn’t have to strain herself so hard.

“You know, a ‘thing.’” Her tail wags vigorously as she jumps up and down. “Uh, it’s… the incident. Right, it was an incident! There were brochures! A-and tourists! Miss Reimu got Ruukoto from that Professor person!”

“Komano.” I gently pet her head. “Slow down. You don’t have to rush. So, can you tell me a bit more about it?”

“Not really. It was a long time ago, like a hundred years or something.”

“I’m… pretty sure that’s not true.” I chuckle and turn toward Ruukoto. “I’ll take your word for it. You said you wanted to clean, right?” It wouldn’t be too bad if she just wants to help, but why was she down here in the basement?

“Yes! Of course!” Ruukoto nods. “Lead the way!”

I ascend the stairs, floating a few inches above the ground. “Let’s see what you can do.”
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“I am cleaning, Mimi!” Ruukoto says with a joyful smile, swinging the broom to and fro. The shaft whittles down little by little with each forceful
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[x] Try to calm them both down.

Getting some PC-98 here, eh.
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[x] Try to calm them both down.

Why can't we all get aloooong?

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[x] To spar.
 [x] Loser has to sleep at the opposite abode.

I strode back out, into the open. She wouldn’t get out of those habits on her own, so I decided to shake this up. Byakuren waited by the trees.

I turned and faced her, resting my left hand on my sword. Seiga didn’t help, but I still had one card up my sleeve. I threw my right hand out, shaku pointed at Byakuren. “We’re here to duel.”

She stepped out of the shade. “Excuse me?”

I shrugged my shoulders and let my right hand descend to my side. “We’re not reaching each other through conventional means. So, I’ve decided we need to speak in a more common language.”

She cocked her head. “Violence?”

“Magic bullet duels.”

She shook her head as she rolled her shoulders. “I can accept that. What are your terms?”

“Our beds.”

She froze, turning pink. “Excuse me?”

“The loser must rest in the winner’s abode. We’re companions now, after all, so we ought at least to do that much.”

She stared back, a slant to her eyes. “I think you want to sleep here.”

“Oh ho. You’ve got some fire now.”

She shook her head, face still as she balled one hand into a fist, which she pointed at me. “How many cards?”

“As many as you have.” Or in other words, the fight would continue, all out, until someone wore out or gave in. A choice normally reserved for intense, almost desperate encounters. Or extreme workouts, as in this case.

“So, you do want to sleep here.”

I growled back, half-playfully. “I’ll still win, darling.”

Lights gathered around us both as I swallowed my fears. Byakuren was savvy, but not as proficient as I in the social sphere. Yet in direct, one-on-one combat, the tables turned. I lifted off, into the air, my cape fluttering as I ascended. Byakuren hung below, hovering barely above the grass. Her head flitted between me and t
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[X] A stroll somewhere exotic. We could compare our philosophies and spells.

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[x] A stroll somewhere exotic. We could compare our philosophies and spells.

The party is tempting, but she wanted to enjoy her presence to the fullest no?

Also the idea of both philosophies finding common ground is very intriguing.
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“Hey. Say something. Please?” She appeared before him with the wind gently fluttering her billowing pink dress. She brushed aside a stray hair from her eyes, and the girl smiled, her emerald eyes smiling with her.

The man would, but there was one small problem in the way: He was, in the most literal sense, mute.

[ ] Hand motions are simple enough to explain.
[ ] Mouth the words. She should understand.
[ ] So he engaged in interpretive dance.
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[x] He apologized first to the girl.

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