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
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Dude, you're okay!
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Hell yeah I am.
Did you think those jerks could really bring down the mighty Kamina?
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There wasn't enough left of 'em to drag back.
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Too bad, I'm stuck out here on the frontlines instead.
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You got called out for that draft thing, too?
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If those bastards think they can make off with my friends while I'm not around-! [ The irate yelling is going to continue for a while - he can hold in his swearing for Simon, but that just means Gold gets to experience it for a bit. ]
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You think I'm out there just because those bastards told me to, you got another thing comin'! I'm out here fightin' for my friends' sakes!
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...still, he likes what he hears. He'd never fight for them, but. Fighting for friends is different. ] I'll be pissed off at those bastards as long as I want!
But don't you slip up, Gold! If you're gonna be the kinda man that protects his friends, then you gotta be the baddest, most kickass man out there! YOU GOT THAT?!
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I'M COUNTING ON YOU, GOLD!
[ And then he's going to crumple in a heap, but not say anything about that. Because real men don't care about things like exhaustion and hypothermia. ]
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