Let the Living Beware [DP Rampage]

[Nakajima Kimiko]

The world appeared to slow down in Kimiko's eyes as her blades were launched towards the bats. In this moment, disconnected from all, she could not see any colors and could not hear anything from her surroundings. The cars nearest to her position - the ones that had been crushed and forced to explode under the weight of the Captain's spiritual pressure - were now burning silently with a colorless flame, paving the way for the dead path of destruction which followed the swordswoman. The distant cries of the Humans fleeing in the distance from the terrible cry she had unleashed a few minutes prior were long, long gone, and so were the constant beeps of various cars attempting to flee the area. She could not even hear the bats generated by Camila, quite frankly. But there was no need. She did not need to hear anything. She only needed to see her blades descent upon what her opponent had created, and hear the toll of her blades as they laid them all to rest.

Though they were bloody constructs in aspect, the bats were able to be damaged by Kimiko's weapons and the mysterious afterimage that she had generated, and so many of them were cut into pieces. It was unclear to the Captain how many of the bats she had slain, but none of them were so much as capable of even touching her. No, the only thing that came from them which was capable of reaching her was the very blood that formed them. The amount of blood that came from them was such that it was enough to turn her stark-white haori into a crimson red. It was messy, but it was not something that the Captain was not used to by this point; after all, cutting down her enemies was a core part of her line of work, and it so happened that blood typically surges from said enemies when they are cut. As such, once the bats were dispatched, she swiftly swiped the blood off her blades and turned towards Camila to proceed with her plan.

As the execution of this plan was as swift as she could possibly make it out to be, the superior officer failed to realize that there was something wrong with her opponent. It was only once she had cut her and Taishokukane had pierced her with his blade from behind that she fully understood the extent of the damage Camila had received. With surprise, she found herself staring at a heavily-damaged ex-Shinigami who appeared to be barely conscious. Her body sported many horrible cuts, many of which would most likely need an extensive amount of time before healing completely, and her right arm had simply been dismembered. That was not even mentioning the blade was currently piercing her from behind. Frowning, Kimiko would stare at Camila, waiting to see if she was going to do anything in particular here, seeing as she was after all a blood-wielder. Taishokukane would do the same. However, the both of them would eventually realize that the battle was over.

"Hmph, pathetic," the projection of the Zanpakuto spirit would grunt before expertly removing the blade from the woman. There was no respect in his action or even so much as care for the fact his attack had potentially killed Camila. Instead, there was only something akin to mild frustration. It was as though he had been expecting more from the blood-wielder, especially given that he had been summoned here to fight at Kimiko's side. However, at the same time, he also seemed slightly relieved. With a sharp gaze, he watched in silence as the blood-wielder fell on her knees and then collapsed. Once this process was completed, he returned the blade to his scabbard and raised his gaze towards Kimiko. "It appears that my business here is concluded."

"Yeah, it looks like it," Kimiko would quickly respond as she watched over Camila's body. As she did so, the black and white "ink" in the near vicinity slowly began to dissipate, and with their leave, the audible and visible properties of their surroundings would reappear. It was a gradual process, one that was far from immediate, but eventually, the creaking of the cars' flames as well as the distant screaming of the New Yorkers could be heard. Her eyes would quickly glance towards her surroundings, then to her blades. With their forms now Sealed anew, the "ink" which was once covering them would be gone, leaving only but a normal blades behind their wake. Sighing, she wiped the blood off the blades once more, then with a quick spin, she returned them to their scabbards. For a moment, she would remain silent as she analyzed the situation, seemingly feeling rather regretful. However, before Taishokukane could comment on the matter, she would quickly ask him with a serious tone: "What the hell happened? I thought you said there was no way she could come back so long as I remained happy!"

The words were somewhat accusatory, but Taishokukane remained calm, mainly because the both of them shared the same question. Frankly, her impatience was to be expected. It had been quite the time since she had felt the presence of her Inner Hollow, so much so that she had learned to live with the fact that she was perhaps never going to appear again. He would remain quiet as he considered the situation before he eventually arrived to a conclusion. "I cannot quite say, but she was very clearly manifested when you received that wound. Perhaps that has damaged your happiness." He would point towards Kimiko's forehead as he spoke, which was still somewhat bleeding. Being reminded of the wound's existence was enough to cause the Captain to somewhat wince now that the adrenaline was starting to wear off. "Whatever the case may be, finish your matters here and return to Seireitei. We will discuss this with the old man later."

And with that, the projection would be severed, and thus the blunt Zanpakuto spirit would vanish, leaving Kimiko alone with Camila's body. Upon his leave, the Captain would let out a brief sigh, then look down towards the blood-wielder with disappointment. At first, she believed her to be dead due to the severity of her wounds, which was almost enough to make her cut one of the nearest vehicles in two out of anger at herself. She hadn't wished to actually kill the girl, just finish the fight now so that her Inner Hollow wouldn't be able to return so easily, but it seemed like she had gone way too far in the act, and this realization was beginning to frustrate her. In fact, this frustration was such that it brought her an audible "Damn it" out of her. Yet very shortly after those words came out of here, something strange would occur... and in a moment's notice, her disappointment would be gone to be instead initially replaced with surprise, relief, then focus.

Somehow, Camila's body found itself turning onto its back with its wounds sealed before then staring right at Kimiko. Its face was covered by what appeared to be some kind of mask, and soon enough, from this mask came a voice. Well, two voices, actually. It was a rather strange thing to hear, but the Captain was able to figure out what this was all about rather rapidly. She was talking to an Inner Hollow. Camila's Inner Hollow, more precisely. "I bet you know very well that I didn't have a choice. If it wasn't for that, I would have let her fight me a little longer." A huff would come from here as she shook her head, both out of disbelief and, frankly, annoyance that she even had to speak to something that was most likely tormenting what she now considered as her rival. Though Camila had not understood her earlier struggles, Kimiko very much doubted this thing didn't. A Inner Hollow most likely is very well aware of the workings of another one of its kind. "Thanks for healing her, though. I didn't know cutting down those bats would mess her up like that."

Once she spoke her words, she then went to listen to the Inner Hollow a little bit further, who she was now starting to presume was the man that was accompanying Camila not that long ago. From the looks of it, this fight was not going to proceed any further. Even if Camila was now healed, the creature simply didn't possess enough strength to continue, and so both he and Camila were now at Kimiko's mercy. The Captain took note of this, and unsurprisingly, she would not go on to actually kill her opponent. There was no use for that in her eyes. Instead, she approached the nearest undamaged car, hopped onto the hood, then sat down with one leg crossed and the other pressed onto the street below. "Fine, we can talk. I don't really wanna kill you, and to be honest, I've got a few questions to ask." Her eyes went towards the fallen Humans that were still lying on the street. She will have to purify them later. "First of... how come you guys are alive, exactly? Celes never told me directly, but I thought Camila got herself killed."

[Camila Adaronde]

The currently-possessed girl chuckled in response to Kimiko's words. "I think I've a semblance of an idea, correct," she said, "I can assume that little outburst you had not long ago was due to something lurking a little deeper~?" Albin hadn't struggled to piece much of anything together. Spending time to roam around the Worlds on his own, and getting that much-needed exposure to others with a Hollow plaguing their souls only further gave them access to those tell-tale signs; namely, those little outbursts.

"Oh," they started, "there's no need to thank me on that. She dies again, I die; that's just the fact of the matter at this point. She got lucky enough to get a second chance around, n' I'm not going to let her mess that up again. Might I say, though; quite the maneuver you made there." Smiling toward the Captain, Camila huffed. "Idiot girl can't sense energy... she never saw something like that coming. For that, well done!" All-in-all, Albin sounded a bit too chipper for someone that nearly just perished. Just a bit too calm.

As Kimiko made her way over toward a car, and promptly sat down on it, Camila couldn't help but chuckle once more. It seemed that utilizing the destruction that the two of them had caused did nothing but amuse the hollow. Though, Kimiko did have a rather unique question to ask the two of them; why were they still around? Well, Albin wasn't going to divulge everything about their situation, but what harm was there in sharing a bit of info where necessary?

"In truth," they started, "she did. She kicked the bucket rather quickly against her fight with Guujin Karai. Familiar with the name?" Given Guujin's status as a rogue Shinigami, he didn't think of the information to be something that remained all that hidden. Especially with Kouhai's name being as prevalent as it was. Perhaps Kimiko had been in the dark all the while? That certainly would've been a rather amusing situation to have been in.

"Well, one thing led to another, and the information that Celes got was correct; Camila had died. Gone to hell. Under any normal circumstance, that should've been the end of the tale. As you can see, though, it wasn't. Through outside aid, we managed to get 'er back, kicking and screaming. Give that information to Shindazu if you'd like; it's no skin off my back."

[Nakajima Kimiko]

Kimiko kept an eye on the possessed Camila as she listened to the strange voice that came from her, taking in what the blood-wielder's Inner Hollow had to say in the moment. Much like she had theorized without much difficulty, he knew what her earlier outburst was all about and did not really seem to think that it was about anything else. It was unfortunately for the expected, given his nature as Camila's Inner Hollow. His somewhat-chirpy tone was also to be expected for that exact same reason. For all the Captain knew, he probably thought that the fact she was a Vizard was hilarious. Needless to say, considering what's happened during this battle and most probably what is going to happen now, she was rather annoyed, to say the least. "You could say that. All this time, I thought I was able to deal with her... but I guess she just messed with me again. Ugh," she would thus find herself huffing, letting her frustrations about the matter known to the creature.

Her comment easily revealed her worry of the matter to the inner beast she was talking to right about now. Ultimately, she didn't really care what he thought of the situation, as she knew his answer was going to be useless to her. It was most likely going to be more mockery in the vein of what she has heard from her own Inner Hollow, or it was instead going to be a lack of care for it all. What she really cared about instead was what was going to happen now. With her Inner Hollow having now seemingly returned from out of nowhere, she now needs to be wary of her once again. She needs to keep her in consideration for every one of her decisions, and she needs to make sure that the Soul Society be never informed of her existence. Just thinking about what could possibly happen if they did learn about it was sending chills down her spine. They would most likely hunt her down, sure. It was what Celes implied during their conversation. However, they could also go after her students, or destroy her dojo.

In any case, the matter of her own Inner Hollow was going to have to be resolved later. For now, she needed to focus on another Inner Hollow and the person this creature was inhabiting. From the looks of it, it didn't seem as though he was very fussed about the fact that Camila had lost the fight. He was looking at it all with a rather chipper view. Kimiko had to admit that she should have found this to be rather unnerving, especially given what happened to the poor girl. She also had to admit that she hated the fact that she was being congratulated by the creature for what she had done. However, in spite of these two things, an odd sense of pride and accomplishment bubbled within her, simply because she had won here. "Thanks, I guess. I think what my friend and I did to the bats was what did it, though. I... didn't think that it would hurt her this much," she noted with a serious frown. It was once again clear that she didn't want to go that far with Camila, and she was just trying to end the fight as quickly as possible.

Before she would go on, however, she would find herself blinking as she caught on to something the Inner Hollow said. He specifically mentioned the word "again" when referring to Camila's death, as well as the term "second chance". Those were not things that are typically thrown about whenever one discusses of a warrior's demise, and so it naturally led Kimiko to be somewhat confused by it shortly before she sat on the car hood. What did he mean by that? Did that mean that Camila - and therefore, her Inner Hollow - had been somehow brought back from the dead? If so, how did this process happen? Surely, it mustn't be easy for any being to be able to resurrect a fallen individual, especially if their Soul has been brought to the cycle. Fortunately, she would not have to wait for too long before her curiosity in the matter would have a few answers to work with. These answers would cause her to briefly pause as she considered them.

The summary of what happened, according to the Camila's Inner Hollow, was that the blood-wielder had been sent to Hell after she fell against a warrior going by the name of Guujin Karai. Kimiko had absolutely no idea of who that person was supposed to be, and so in response to the creature's question, she simply shook her head with a brief "No, not really" before quietly beckoning him to continue. It also did not surprise her that Camila ended up in the nether-realms, as her attitude was... Well, it was deserving of her fate, to say the very least about it all. In any case, after Camila found herself down there, someone was able to get her back into the Living World, and it seemed as though the deed was also done without her total consent. The way this was accomplished was not specified, and neither was the identity of the person who was responsible for bringing Camila back, but Kimiko didn't bother asking him about those things specifically for now; after all, she doubted that she would get any proper answer if she did.

"So she was just brought back from Hell. Alright. I kinda feel like this should be a big deal, but after everything that's happened recently, I don't really know." There wasn't really any surprise in her words as she spoke, which in of itself somewhat surprised her. A while ago, she would've probably found the mere idea of meeting someone who came back from Hell itself after dying to be horrifying. Now, however, it was just yet another mystical fact to add to the pile. Perhaps it was the demonic invasion that did it or perhaps it was instead her misadventures with her Inner Hollow, but in her present eyes, returning from the world below didn't seem to be that difficult to her. Ugh. Has she already gotten so used to the supernatural? It has only been a few decades since she became a Shinigami, and yet it's like she's already seen so many strange and terrible things happen that such things have now become rather mundane to her.

Well, she figured that how she felt didn't really matter here. Again, much like the subject of her Inner Hollow, it would most likely be something she would need to review later. She had better things to do. With this in mind, she would somewhat settle herself a bit better on the car hood she sat on, then would go on to prepare the next thing she wanted to ask to the Inner Hollow. "Okay, next question... Why were you murdering a bunch of people here? I thought it was for the hell of it, but it didn't seem like it." She spoke with a more serious tone as she told her words, but it wasn't because she cared about the people themselves. Rather, she more so focused on the act that brought those people to their ultimate demise. It was yet another thing that she would have to consider later, and not in front of this being. "Is this, uh... part of some deal you had with the guy who brought you back from Hell? Or did you guys just do it because of your blood stuff?"

[Camila Adaronde]

As Kimiko finished speaking about her own internal turmoil, the hollow couldn't help but chuckle once more. "Well, one thing's for sure," they spoke, "that's a problem that's likely going to rear its ugly head until you deal with it in a way that's... absolute. Assuming me and her see eye to eye on that matter, well... let's just say that you should cherish the time you've got to maintain your own autonomy." The same chuckle they'd let out before had made another appearance.

In truth, he'd made no effort to hide his intent even when it came to Camila; she'd been brought back solely for the intention of being a catalyst of his own capabilities. She served singlehandedly as a vessel for his own revenge plans at this point; something he had no problems stressing to the girl. Eventually? Their own fight was going to ensue; likely sooner as opposed to later.

As conversation continued on, it seemed that Kimiko had commented on her own maneuvers. "Yeah," they agreed, "I think you're probably on to something there. Each one of those bats held a bit of the girl's vitality; I guess she expected to out-speed you there, much to her own chagrin. Taking out so much as one of them likely would've costed her quite a bit; let alone more than half of them like you'd done. Assuming you two weren't almost equal in speed, you likely could've put 'er down with ease after that."

Stretching the girl's body, and forcing them to sit up in the process, Albin groaned. "Gods," the started, "she isn't gonna be walking this off any time soon, that's for sure." Chuckling, they forced Cami into a crisscross position, sitting up and watching Kimiko where she sat. If nothing else, there was a level of respect to be had for the Captain. Especially after such an combat had just happened.

"Believe me," Albin started, on the topic of Hell, "I don't blame you for feeling such. That little demon attack on Seireitei was something, yeah? Can't say I was the most familiar with the situation by the other gates, but the South was sure-as-hell handled after it was all said and done. I'm guessing you had to deal with quite a bit, yeah?"

As the topic shifted to the violence that the two had caused, Albin nodded their head along with Kimiko's words. "You're correct in assuming that it wasn't just for nothing," they spoke, "though, there are quite a number of reasons as to why we went through with that little... event. For starters, the goal was to get her used to her new... old? Current Body. Girl was trapped down in Hell for a number of years, so naturally some physical distortion came from that. Given she's back, there's a lot to get used to. Luring out a strong foe to help with that was simply the cherry on top." Gesturing to Kimiko, Albin continued to smile.

[Nakajima Kimiko]

Kimiko would simply give Camila's Inner Hollow a contemplative frown as she considered what he had to say about her Inner Hollow. As painful as it was for her to admit it, none of what he had to say of the matter was wrong. The creature buried deep within her was a very persistent problem that would not be solved through conventional means. Happiness - for as unconventional and definite it may have seemed to her when she last discussed the issue with her Zanpakuto spirits - was not going to push the creature away, that much now seemed to be a definite given. Trying to move on from it in one way or another was not going to work either. If that latter solution would've worked, she wouldn't have experienced that presence or even so much have found herself thinking about it once again. So then, she needed something else... and she needed it fast, else she would probably end up like Camila or something far, far worse.

But once more, as she found herself pondering on the matter and generating question after question, she would be placed before a ravine. It was the very same that she had witnessed long ago, the one where her turmoil was located. It contained her greatest worries and her greatest fears, and all of them were formed by what she could not solve. Yet lately, she found herself completely capable of crossing that ravine. Her dojo, her Captaincy, and her masterful ability as a woman of the sword all formed a bridge over the deep, one that remained sturdy throughout the ages. Now, however, the matter of her Inner Hollow formed a force from deep within the ravine that was starting to damage the bridge. It made it shake and crack, threatened its foundations, and seemed hellbent on destroying it in its entirety. The worst part about it? Kimiko didn't know how to kill that force. In fact, she didn't even know how to calm it.

If happiness and the ability to move on wasn't the solution to her problem, then what did she need to do to fix it? What exactly did she need to accomplish in order to deal with the being within her? Was she meant to destroy her? Was she instead meant to confine her even further away within herself, to lock her in a place that she would forever hold until their lives come to an end? Were these two options even possible for her? Even if they were, were they even safe, and would Celes - the only other person in the Soul Society that she both trusted and shared that same problem with as of now - approve of it? Again, like the many, many times before where she found herself contemplating the matter, she had no answers to give or to even so much as formulate. All she could do was let those questions linger on within herself and allow them to make her become more and more frustrated with her inability to solve this on her own.  

Without anything more to say on the matter to Camila's Inner Hollow, the Captain would then move the conversation forward towards the topic of, well, Camila's current state. It seemed that the guess she's had about the blood-wielder's bats was actually correct, as they apparently were created with the girl's own vitality. Despite her attempts to remain serious and regretful of the situation, learning about that detail would cause Kimiko to raise a brow. "So, basically, whenever I cut one of those bats I literally cut a part of her." Repeating the words the Inner Hollow told her in her own words was almost enough to slowly bring the teacher out of her. However, once the Inner Hollow showed a bit of struggle as he pushed Camila's body upward in a sitting position, she could not hold it in any further. "No offense, but I'd suggest to not let her use that technique again unless she changes how it works. It's a cool move, but it's way too risky for what it is. I honestly don't know what would've happened if I gone even further with my own technique to cut even more of those bats down."

It was strange for her to go so far as to give advice to what could only be considered as her enemy. For all intents and purposes, Camila and the beast that was within her both wanted to destroy the Soul Society, and yet here Kimiko was literally telling them what they had done wrong during this particular duel. She really shouldn't be telling them anything, especially given that she and Taishokukane almost killed them... and yet here she was, doing exactly that. No doubt, if another Shinigami officer would've seen her now, they would've probably criticized her for not finishing off her opponent right away. Yet even so, she could not really care about that. In her eyes, Camila had become her rival, and so now, she wanted to see how far they could go. As a fellow warrior, that was all that mattered her when it came to the matter of them fighting each other, and she doubted that she was going to change her mind about that anytime soon, especially given the fact that Camila can apparently come back to Hell.

Speaking of which, Hell appeared to be a most particular topic for Camila's Inner Hollow, as he appeared to be aware of what happened to the Soul Society not too long ago. Kimiko did not respond to this with any apparent surprise, as there were a lot of people in the spiritual world who were aware of what happened then. The sheer magnitude of the attack was, after all, extensive. So, instead, she produced something that was between a sigh and an approving grunt. From its tone, it almost sounded oddly nostalgic. "Yeah, kinda," she said then. "I wasn't at the Shuwaimon when it happened. Instead, I was at the Shōryūmon, where all the weaker demons decided to go to. I was just a Third Seat back then, and they couldn't get through me. Hell... they couldn't even touch me." Her intense gaze almost returned in that instant, though knowing that her Inner Hollow had appeared just minutes prior, the Captain would force herself to calm down by slowly breathing in and out. "But yeah, it was something. We've been able to rebuild everything, but we've lost a lot of people that day."

Trying to quickly move on from the burst of adrenaline she's almost experienced from remembering what happened during the invasion, she would quickly attempt to focus on what the masked creature then had to say next. Apparently, the reason why he and Camila came here was to simply try to get accustomed to their old body again, and they thought that fighting someone who was powerful enough to face them in combat was what would allow them to do so in the most effective fashion. This made Kimiko smirk a bit. "Well then, I guess it's a good thing you ended up fighting me and not some random officer, huh?" She would say then, not really concerned by what the Inner Hollow said nor really mindful of the implications behind his words. "Still, you could've just stolen some blood from a bunch of blood banks and train on trees or something. Those are... still a thing, right? I know I saw one not that long ago in, uh, Germany, I think."

The suggestion aside, Kimiko was slowly starting to notice that this conversation was about to reach the end of its usefulness. The real motives behind this attack was perhaps a bit more complicated than that, but at this point, it was becoming clearer and clearer to her that the being was not going to answer her questions for much longer. Shinigami officers were also probably on the way to come and help her out now that the threat had been taken care of, so there was probably not that much time left before they would be found. So, whether her question was answered or not, she would push herself off the hood of the car she was sitting on, land on the street below, then stretch. "Anyway, this was pretty fun. I haven't had a good fight like that in a while. If you guys wanna do it again..." She then started to walk away from the masked Camila before she stopped and looked over her shoulder. Her gaze had become more intense again. "... just gimme a sign."

And with that, the Captain vanished from sight with Shunpo, allowing the Vizard to escape while they still had the chance. Maybe she should have killed the woman then and there, and maybe she should've captured her and forcefully brought her to the Soul Society, but she did not want any of those two things. No, right now, what she wanted from Camila was a rival, someone who could test her abilities from time to time so as to make sure that they would be at their best once she inevitably faces her Inner Hollow, for the better or the worse.

At Celes will be happy to hear that Camila is alive.

[Camila Adaronde]

Much to Albin's surprise, it seemed that Kimiko had something to say regarding Camila's technique. In truth, she wasn't wrong about that fact; they likely did have to put some work into using that technique. If nothing else, it was something that needed to be improved upon. Given that the risks were notably high, it didn't make sense to utilize such an ability in a time of need. They'd need to work on that down the line.

"Hadn't expected to have gotten a tip from you, Nakajima," they spoke, "but, regardless; it's appreciated. I'll take it under consideration, n' won't let her use that technique where I can." At this point, it was just a matter of convincing the reckless little rat that something like that was going to be the best option. He mentally rolled his eyes at the thought. He didn't even want to think on how that conversation was going to go.

Getting off that topic, they listened to what Kimiko had to say in regard to the attack from Hell on Seireitei not long ago. Just as Albin had expected, Kimiko had been there as well. Given she was a Captain - well, Third Seat at the time - that hadn't been something that surprised him. Hell, he was Unseated during the attacks! For someone of her stature to have not shown up would've been a mess and a half. "I see," they said, "well, I can't say I'm the most surprised you fought in the defense of Soul Society back then; 'specially if you were anywhere near as strong as you are now, that's for sure." Laughing, Albin found himself pondering on the girl's strength.

It hadn't come as a surprise that she was strong. This much made itself very well-known during their fight; for someone to deal with Camila's armor as well as she had, it had been practically unprecedented thus far. Even the Tercera Espada of old hadn't been able to deal with it properly! And, for her to have an Inner Hollow as well... he couldn't quite put a finger on it, but Albin felt he was going to be seeing more of Nakajima down the line. If nothing else, it wasn't a bridge he was going to let Camila burn if he could help it.

As the conversation continued to lull just a bit, and Kimiko prepared to take her leave, Albin forced the shared body to stand up, utilizing Camila's own sword to lean on in the process. "Before you leave," he called, holding a hand out to her, "Camila's got an apartment in northern Karakura Town, Japan. You're welcome to stop by whenever; lord only knows she'd enjoy having someone that actually enjoys those damned games of hers around." It hadn't been like Albin to do something to actively help Camila, but who was to say that there wasn't an ulterior motive behind it? After all, Kimiko had been one in the same with Camila. Perhaps it was something to touch upon at a later date.

Regardless of that, the Captain took her leave. In similar fashion, it seemed to be about time for Camila and Albin to do the same. Taking the time in order to walk down the streets of New York, their goal for the afternoon was to find and effectively beat the shit out of a Hollow. Lord knew that Kumon was likely to be the easiest way for them to get back home, and it wasn't exactly above either of them to do so. Still, though; to have found a rival out of all of this? Certainly a good way to spend an afternoon.

[Ludwig Verrlicht]

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