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surprise Sunday POV for all of my Fools who were requesting it earlier

let it be known I never forget

[Vigilant Sunday]

It was friday. Or was it saturday?
Maybe wednesday. Oh, who cared. It was so hard to keep track.
The passage of time moved too quickly here.
It was Sunday. The day she had been named for.

Her mother said that every Demon chose their own name, because they were usually born with sentience.
Sunday, however, was a special case.
Her mother had chosen her name for her.
She had not been born with sentience.
"You're not a pure Demon, anyway," Mother had said. "So I'll be the one to name you."
Mother was a bit of a narcissist.
The name ended up fitting decently, anyhow.
Although the spelling "Sundae" would have been better.
Sunay liked ice cream. She liked food in general.
Eating was one of the prime joys of sentient life.

In any case, a few minutes had passed already.
Or maybe a few hours. Or days. Or weeks.
Jeez, it was hard to say. Why couldn't life be easier?

They sailed east from the landing point and then landed their forces further along that way.
It was the mission of Sunday and her crew (and the ship that had tailed her) to start capturing the settlements.
Sunday thought the idea was kind of stupid. Well, at first.
After all it would be cooler if she could go and conquer some kind of super base or secret lair.
"We're here to liberate Arland," Queen Lana had said. "I think it will be important to take as much ground as possible."
"Winning the war decisively will require us to cover all of our bases."
"Capturing the Silver City is pointless if the enemy still owns ninety per cent of the terrain."
Well, when Queen Lana said it then it didn't sound stupid.
Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea after all.

They received word quickly that Martin had taken Lighthouse.
There was some kind of coded letter that Sunday didn't understand.
She had not bothered to learn the cipher which Brezwicz was trying to teach her.
Luckily, Macina had apparently been paying attention.
"It says the Silver Prince is going West to rally forces back to Lighthouse."
"They're sending Dalamar with him for some added protection," Macina explained.
Sunday didn't really care so much about that.
The Silver Prince was a creep. Dalamar was fine. He was weird. Not as weird as Aster.
Speaking of Aster, she had sent that guy with Macina while keeping Rainn with her.
It might have been better to split into three groups and cover more ground.
But, well, she wasn't exactly sure what... if anything... Rainn could do.

"Did you ever receive word from Undercity?" Sunday had inquired.
"Well, I told them they could send ships after us if they wanted to add their support,"
Rainn answered her. "It seems like we'll know in a few weeks what their answer was."
"Hm..." Sunday thought about that.
Crossing the Ganthian Ocean had proven more treacherous than anticipated.
Well, then again...
"I think they'll be fine if they do come," Rainn went on. He was surprisingly chatty at times.
Despite appearing standoffish and shy at first. Rainn was the type to warm up to others.
So quickly that he often didn't even realize it about himself. "Blue Wing is, um..."
"Well, ah, I don't know how to say it, but it seems like she was more interested in Brezwicz than the fleet."

"You think she'll ignore ships coming from Undercity, then?" Sunday inquired.
It was more of a rhetorical question, though.
Catching the hint, Rainn didn't feel the need to answer.
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