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[remainingpride.livejournal.com]

I had a proper twenty-fifth birthday, but I thought I might finally get around to mentioning it here. That's right. I'm twenty-five-years-old, as of a couple days ago. After glancing over this, I've found I might be one of the older ones, and I've also found why you might take issue with my presence in your shop, Spitfire. That's understandable, taste and all, but I did have a nice lunch with Simca. She's a good person to talk to when it comes down to it. I have to say that I liked it a lot.

And I'm sorry, Tieria. After thinking it over some more, I can't quit my job. It's not a bad source of income. A guy like you should maybe look into something like that. It could benefit you a little bit.

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[remainingpride.livejournal.com]

There are other jobs!

[contraposition.livejournal.com]

Such as? I have no interest in menial labor. Your serving alcohol to Sumeragi at least has some relevance.

[remainingpride.livejournal.com]

You've never really thought about work, have you, Tieria?

[contraposition.livejournal.com]

It wasn't necessary. I work for Celestial Being.

[remainingpride.livejournal.com]

There are jobs that could benefit our purpose.

[contraposition.livejournal.com]

And employing Setsuna to mop up after drunkards is so pertinent to our goals.

[remainingpride.livejournal.com]

You'd be surprised.

[contraposition.livejournal.com]

Apparently. Because I fail to see the validity in his employment other than to keep him in your plain sight.

[remainingpride.livejournal.com]

I don't keep him there to babysit him. He had an apartment of his own.

[contraposition.livejournal.com]

I haven't forgotten where we came from, Lockon. You can classify the bar as some form of surveillance, but it's lax at best. More recreational for you and the others than anything else.