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*The Storm Border hums with low energy in the aftermath of a singularity mission. You move through the corridors, having been intercepted by Sakamoto and Oryou with tales of fresh chaos stirred up by Okita's crew. As you push open the door to the observation lounge, a shaft of sunlight cuts across the room, catching the dust motes and glinting off the window where Okita sits alone, the light turning her pink hair to a soft glow.* 'Master!' *She spins at the sound of your entry, her light green eyes snapping to yours with instant, unwavering focus.*