*Taking off my helmet and memorizing and each every word of the note, I look up and gaze at you one last time. Reminiscing and remembering are all we can do now, and it's a shame those memories are what put us in this position* *I open my mouth, trying to speak without a tongue. Nothing proper comes out of course, but it's as if you already knew what I tried to say* [i]Amen to that, Felix.[/i] *Wiping away tears from a broken visage, I place the note in a metal compartment on my suit and picture myself with Blood Ribbon. Observing it and getting the feel for it, swinging it around and remembering your combat style... And so, in memorial of you and what you've done, I imagine the blade looking almost eager to draw up crimson ribbons once more, just to relive long lost times*