Episode 9 ۞ [ Voice/Action ]
What...
What wwas the--ngh. [ A groan, a pant for air. Silence for a time. ]
What was the name of the Ganmen that...ran me over? I...I'll kick
it's ass...
[ A very tired, very disorientated, and very strained voice matches the man stumbling into town, dressed in white slacks and nothing else. The tattoos on his arms and back are distinctive, but everything else about the rest of Kamina has undergone a few changes. He's thinner than he was a couple weeks ago and his hair has been cut military short. Medical bandages are wrapped round his elbows, wrists, and neck and from the shadows under his eyes it seems he hasn't had much in the way of sleep. The wings on his back, while still mainly bright orange, have turned red on the underside and on the tips of the edge feathers.
But just the same, he makes halfway to the fountain, journal in hand, before he slumps face-first onto the ground, still muttering to himself. ]
I'll show 'em.
I'll show...those assholes.
Gotta find Simon.
What wwas the--ngh. [ A groan, a pant for air. Silence for a time. ]
What was the name of the Ganmen that...ran me over? I...I'll kick
it's ass...
[ A very tired, very disorientated, and very strained voice matches the man stumbling into town, dressed in white slacks and nothing else. The tattoos on his arms and back are distinctive, but everything else about the rest of Kamina has undergone a few changes. He's thinner than he was a couple weeks ago and his hair has been cut military short. Medical bandages are wrapped round his elbows, wrists, and neck and from the shadows under his eyes it seems he hasn't had much in the way of sleep. The wings on his back, while still mainly bright orange, have turned red on the underside and on the tips of the edge feathers.
But just the same, he makes halfway to the fountain, journal in hand, before he slumps face-first onto the ground, still muttering to himself. ]
I'll show 'em.
I'll show...those assholes.
Gotta find Simon.