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A redhaired teen sits on the edge of the Bay, video centered firmly on him to show off his ruffled red hair, a white headband around his forehead. "So...I'm going to assume this isn't some kind of Totsuki prank right? At least the hologram of that white girl is pretty well done for something that'd be just a prank. The name's Yukihira Soma nice to meet our esteemed kidnappers and whoever else is a kidnappee here."

The screen's background shifts as the boy apparently stands up, briefly showing off a leather case with a handle being picked up. "So...any place for a chef to get set up here?"

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Soma's making his way down the street, case held over his right shoulder by his right hand, what looks like a dried squid tentacle in his mouth as he walked. His eyes roamed the city as he moved, lingering on various restaurants and shops.

Everyone else is making speeches, and I'd hate to be left out of the fun. I'll talk to you about past deeds, explain my present stance, and what I see for Everglade's future.( Fun with facts and figures )
Thus ends the facts and figures. Now I'll explain my stance regarding the controversial necromancy ban; the events that led up to it, and the reasoning behind it.

( The Necromancy Ban )

[Deep breath.] Honestly? I think necromancy is a symptom of a much deeper, if more obscure problem that Everglade has. I'll conclude by talking about my own diagnosis.

( City of Fear )