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[blue_bombshell]

[just outside the love hotel, one Kaname Chidori is currently wrestling with a piece of invisible string. Next to her is a pile of guns, grenades, unused mines and other weaponry.]

((O-okay I'm dying a little so. Taking a break I'll bbl))

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[death_backpack]

[blue_bombshell]

[wrestlin with the striiiing]

[death_backpack]

What's goin' on?

[blue_bombshell]

...I'm getting rid of some stuff.

[death_backpack]

Why?

[blue_bombshell]

Someone has left and this stuff isn't needed. That's why.

[death_backpack]

Oh. Ken-chan took his things when he left.

[blue_bombshell]

...Ken-chan, huh?

[death_backpack]

Yeah, but he'll come back! He gets lost a lot.

[blue_bombshell]

...good for you.

[death_backpack]

If they left you can find 'em again! You just gotta use your intuition!

[blue_bombshell]

You used it all the time with you Ken-chan, did you?

[death_backpack]

Mm-hm.

[blue_bombshell]

Mn.