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[priortopride]

[So he had been commissioned to find some brat, a brat who'd had enough gall to steal something as important as the fucking triforce from Ganon, and made off with it to hand it over to Mewtwo. So far so good, not that he particularly liked going after kids (never mind that Simon wasn't that much younger than he was himself) but a job was a job and

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[indemnifies]

[Simon could not learn his lesson to stay indoors or just get out of the kingdom, could he? He's relatively easy to spot in his bright blue jacket, a full foot and a half shorter than everyone else, as he sits on the step of a store, watching people go by.

His life had been uneventful as of late. For this, he was thankful, but he was about to learn that the lack of violence didn't necessarily mean that he was no longer a target.]

[priortopride]

[Squalo spotted the kid and sneered from ear to ear, stopping in his tracks a few paces short of the other.]

Voooooooooi kiiid! Bright blue jacket, blue hair. Yeeah, you. [He closed in, slowly.]

Got a question for you.

[indemnifies]

[Simon lifted his head, curiously. Sneers were common enough in the Mushroom Kingdom.] Yeah?

[priortopride]

How fast can you run? [If the sword slowly being drawn out of its sheath was any indication, he should probably start, right now. After all, Squalo was generous enough to give him a bit of a headstart.]