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[spiritgun_punk]

[Yusuke's lain the communicator on his bathroom sink, and he's carefully applying a bandage to the nasty-looking cut on his jaw. He's scowling, first at the mirror, then at the communicator.]

They fucking firebombed a whole city. A whole fucking city. How didn't we...

[He trails off with a muttered curse in Japanese. There's a pause while he jabs

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[secondhandwebs]

[For once doesn't correct on language.]

I...Exactly.

Voice;

[spiritgun_punk]

I know everyone else on the Network is gonna say the same thing, but still. Fuck.

You make it out okay and everything?

Voice;

[secondhandwebs]

I'm alive, but alright? N-not for a while.

There has to have been something else we could have done.

Voice;

[spiritgun_punk]

Unless you can catch bombs and crap, I don't think so.

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[secondhandwebs]

The city was filled with heroes. There shouldn't have been bombs needed in the first place.

Voice;

[spiritgun_punk]

Well, yeah, I know that. But they did it anyway, the assholes.

Voice;

[secondhandwebs]

I-I know you understand, it's just...

I never thought I'd miss how the government back home handled emergencies. What on earth kind of rules are these people playing by.

Voice;

[spiritgun_punk]

Their own rules. And they suck.

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[secondhandwebs]

Yeah...

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[spiritgun_punk]

[A beat. OH DEAR GOD THIS CALLS FOR COMFORT WHAT DOES HE DO.]

Uh. You going to be okay?

Voice;

[secondhandwebs]

H-hey, don't worry about me. I'm a big girl. You take care of those cuts, instead.

Voice;

[spiritgun_punk]

They're not so bad. Give it a couple days, I'll be good as new.

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[secondhandwebs]

Still...um, be careful, okay?

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[spiritgun_punk]

Yeah, yeah, I'll be careful. Cross my heart.