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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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[Hum. He knew this part was going to be hard. And something he needed to handle delicately.]

Well it did cost me a week. I had planned to watch the Rambo movies last week.

[Somehow, it really helps to hear that. He's given her a chance to apologize sincerely but pass it off as a joke. And she appreciates that.]

Goroh... I'm so sorry. That sounds like it would have been an amazing week.

[It's what he does. Not always intentionally.]

It damn well would have been. I'll just have to find some way for you to make it up to me.

[And a huge weight has been lifted from her shoulders. She never expected this to be resolved so easily... but that said, she has no idea what she really will have to do to make up for it.]

I guess that's only fair. Maybe I could spare some time to let you teach me more about your fighting style. Maybe.

You were going to do that anyway. And you better not have been slacking off just because I went missing, either. [He pauses thoughtfully.] No, see. I'll have to figure out something special.

Don't worry, that's not the only reason I've been slacking off. [But there's no need to drag Noel into this now. Goroh just returned to the land of the living... he doesn't need to hear about that. She'll find someone she can talk to about it.]

...Well, I'm listening.

[He lets out a grunt. He should have known. You die for a week and suddenly it's an excuse for people to take the week off.]

Now, see, I've heard talk that while I was gone, some fuckwit managed to get a karaoke machine installed at the Good Spirits. When I go to get a drink, it's not to listen to some asshole who thinks they can sing go spreading noise pollution. So I need to thing displaced. And somewhere to store it once I've gone and removed it. You see where I'm going, right?

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Y-You... I can understand the frustration of having to tolerate the singing of those with no talent whatsoever but I'll have no part in anything remotely criminal!

Hm. Shoulda figured you for that. Guess I'm on my own for this one.

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