[Kamikaze Chinchilla]

"Have you gone mad? Those two have been dead for a long time. What I'm talking about are the two experiments that we needed to retrieve," she began to think that he was losing his sanity, and may end up reporting it to the other elders. They couldn't possibly have someone who wasn't completely right in the head to be one of the elders. It would not only look bad, but could be dangerous as well.

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"I like all sorts of things. I want to try everything," he knew it was an unreasonable request, but he especially enjoyed trying out new things and exploring. Then Fumiko started talking about how he was going to be the next tribe leader. He finally sat down in a chair and crossed his arms, "I don't intend on becoming the next elder so soon.. It's more responsibility than I care to have.."

Quickly, his eyes had locked onto something that was wrapped in a thick cloth and was placed on top of a large chest. He didn't know why, but he felt that there was something important there, and it distracted him away from the thoughts of having to learn the laws and traditions. Nobuo stood, walking over to it and then unwrapping the cloth, bringing out the sword in plain view...the very same family sword he had in his possession just hours ago. He had no memory of seeing it before, but it was clearly well crafted and had a strange aura coming off of it, one that made him feel secure, "What a pity..my father should have gotten a sword stand for this piece." He moved it around, inspecting it, and then finally placed it on top of the cloth, "Do people such as yourself carry weapons passed down by their families?"