[Ororo had planned to see to it that whoever was on-board that shuttle was all right after that tricky landing - at least, from afar - and be on her own way. But only one figure emerged from the ship - one familiar figure, at that. She smiled, pleasantly surprised, and decided to meet him at the edge of town.
She called ahead, and if the wind carried her voice to him, it was probably/maybe just a coincidence.]
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She called ahead, and if the wind carried her voice to him, it was probably/maybe just a coincidence.]
Masaomi!