Sephiroth scowled. *”I’ll make sure they are moved into housing at the earliest convenience. They could have gone into collective share-housing, but the apartment block is nearly complete. They may as well wait it out.”* He walked into the store and began to wait around for his new cut keys.
*”Anyone else you can think of that needs housing? We can arrange it on the desk when we’re at work next.”*
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Kalysto mulled over the menu, humming in thought to himself. “Probably chicken… or beef. Depending how I am feeli….” He cut himself off. “Langoustines?” He eyed off the picture. “Looks like baby lobsters.”