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[Life has a way of being weird. Really weird and ironic. Death manages to top that. Because when Goroh suddenly finds himself breathing again, he opens his eyes to see the forest above. He was in the heat of battle. Hazama was attacking. That girl was nearby. He could have ignored it, but he didn't. He jumped in at the last moment, taking the blow. And then it went dark. And now he was here. In the woods. Feeling extremely uncomfortable. After a moment, he realized where he was. You've got to be fucking kidding me.

After spending about twenty minutes going over in his mind what happened and trying to figure out what he's lost as a result, he opens up his journal and decides to be conversational.]

Turns out dying is overrated as hell. It's got nothing on the Poripotian Space Flu. Not sure why people make a big damn deal out of it.

Damn. I could really use a smoke though.

[For awhile, Goroh will just be out in the forest answering his journal. He's sitting in front of a bath tub. In the middle of the forest. That he arrived in. Somehow the irony of it is amusing enough to make him not mind dying so much.]

(ooc: Also, this is forward dated to the middle of Monday in the afternoon.]

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Never claimed otherwise. [He stretches his limbs and looks around.]

So, I take it we won. How's Noel?

[Litchi winces.]

She's... not recovering all too well. It's nothing physical, for the most part, but... Terumi, he... he must have done something.

But... yes, for now, we've won the fight. [There should probably be some enthusiasm behind that, but there isn't.]

[Well, that's not good news at all.]

Never a good scientist around when you need one, is there?

I... [Should have been able to help more. She shakes her head.]

If Professor Kokonoe were still here, she would know exactly what to do. There was a project she was working on...

Maybe. But she'd probably end up with rockets in her feet. [He takes a casual look around him.] We got smart people around here. We'll figure out something, get her fixed right up. You seen my sword?

Smart, yes, but the professor was working on something almost exactly like this. It would be solved in no time.

[She glances over at him, a slight smile tugging at one corner of her mouth.] Hmm... Actually, I have. I brought it back home with me for safekeeping after the fight; it's all yours once we get back to town.

[That's a relief for him. That sword is the only possession in Luceti he gives a damn about. Besides his sunglasses. Those are important too.]

You better have taken good care of it. That was a gift from the Galactic Consortium of Ancient Arts, you know. [Liiiiiiies.]

[She's not entirely sure she buys that.]

Of course I did. I made sure it was hidden from Tao and everything.

[Would Goroh lie to you, Litchi?]

Good. That damn cat would probably try to chew on it.

[Oh no you don't. Nobody talks about ~~her adopted daughter~~ Tao like that in front of Litchi.]

"That damn cat" was worried about you, Mr. Goroh.

[If he was any other person, Goroh might feel a twinge of guilt at that. Instead, he's looking at the bath tub.]

Seems a waste to just leave this out here.

[Sigh. Count on Goroh to just completely miss the point. Well... staying irritated won't do her any good.]

But what are you going to do with it?

[Not miss the point. Swerve wildly in the other direction to avoid it.]

Gotta be some use for it. It's a present from the Malnosso, after all.

Yes, but do you really feel like dragging it all the way back into town?

Not right now. Another time, maybe.

[She eyes the tub thoughtfully.] Then what are you going to do with it for now?

[He glances at it, then kicks it over with his foot, letting it roll over upside down.]

There. Now it won't get filled with leaves and shit. Ready to go?

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