[A stomach-turning lurch, like the world has been briefly knocked off its axis, and Kurogane falls to the ground in a tangle of steel and bloodied limbs. He springs to his feet immediately, sword held at the ready in one hand. Crimson eyes gauge his surroundings, narrowing in suspicion
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Hey! Hey, are you okay? Do you need help?
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M'fine. Someone came and picked me up, took care of my arm.
[After a long, grudging pause--]
Thanks for asking, though.
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How the heck did you get hurt like that?
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[A deadpan stare.]
Same friend found me, patched me up. Or, at least…I think it's the same friend.
[A startled blink as Kurogane remembers basic social niceties.]
Name's Kurogane. Who're you?
[…Remembers basic social niceties and completely slaughters them, that is.]
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[ Not that it's much of his business, but... ] I'm sure he wouldn't have wanted to lose you. Even if it was to save him. [ Personal experience? Maybe? ]
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[Juudai is young; probably around Syaoran's age, if Kurogane could take a guess. The ninja's face doesn't soften, exactly, but it loses some of its harshness.]
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So, Kurogane, I guess your friend told you about where we are and everything? [ This conversation will last until Juudai knows everything about you, Kurogane, if you let it. ]
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Yeah. Funny thing is, this place ain't as strange as some of the others I've been.
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[ Juudai looks around. ]
The scenery's really nice.
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