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Game 013 [Voice/Action] - "Triumphant" Return

[ The feed cuts in to the sound of coughing, and a very soft ] dammit [ before Joshua speaks into the journal, his voice somewhat hoarse and higher-pitched than usual. ]

Hanekoma, come get me. [ Mostly he just sounds exhausted. ]

[ Josh is sitting against a tree on the edge of the forest, staring at the mountains off in the distance, his journal in his lap. He looks younger... 10, maybe 12 at the oldest. He's covered in burn marks and bruises, and his clothes are completely ruffled and smattered with blood stains, not to mention a bit oversized due to him not being his usual stature. There's blood-stained bandages on his arms, and more hidden beneath his clothes. In other words, he's in bad shape.

Not to mention shivering. It's cold and snowing, and he's not dressed for the weather. ]

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What sort of deal?

Wouldn't mind seein' you fix it like a human would. No powers, at all, for the whole process.

What would I get out of it?

Come Valentine's Day, I'll get you a present. Something romantic.

...

How romantic?

Guess you'll hafta wait and see. Better than that kiss I gave you earlier, that's for sure.

And what if I break the deal?

Remember when you threatened to take back my Christmas present?

I won't let you take it back from me.

If you break the deal before Valentine's Day, no present. If you're not done by then and I hafta give you your present in advance, I'll still be able to take it back.

You can keep Christmas, anyway. This'll be better than that.

[ Oh, now he's curious. ]

Alright. Deal.

[ And he grins right back. If Josh does get his present, Sanae knows he'll never live it down -- but this might just be worth it. ]

Have fun hauling wood through the snow.

I intend to savor every moment of it. Hee hee.

Oh, so do I. Might even bring a camera. Or invite Phones to watch.

For giving me my present?

You kidding? He'd have a heart attack.

[ Wry grin is wry. ]

For you with a hammer and nails.

You might want to be careful then. Nails have an annoying tendency to slip through the cracks and fall.

Hafta do better than that, Josh. If I'm not scared of bullets, I'm not gonna be scared of nails.

No, but I'm sure the poor camera is. Or fanboys.

Hey, you can beat up the camera but not the fanboys. They'll get scared away.

[ And then, after a beat of silence: ]

Speaking of bullets. Gun still at your place?

[ That gets a pause. ] It better be. [ "It better be" meaning that he had it on him when they knocked him out and he doesn't remember having it any time after that. ]

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Want me to go check? No fingerprints, I promise.

... After the soup. [ Way to make him start worrying, Sanae >:| ]

Sure. After the soup.

[ Making a show of shrugging it off, apparently unbothered, as he starts on the bouillabase. ]

Hey, they wouldn't just take it for no reason, J. I'll get you a bite to eat and then go pick it up.

Sounds good to me.

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