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[ursoreckless]

ten years

at least i got one new clue in the life and times of the yakuza ninja prince

but still

ten years

someone needs to keep me away from the sake

better yet

get me a case

no wonder why he was so sad

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[youngestone]

Well...I'm here if you need to?

[HE IS BAD AT THIS]

[ursoreckless]

I know...

[it took him a few moments to work it out in his mind before puffing at his own ridiculousness.]

What would you choose: family or power?

[youngestone]

Family.

[Quickest answer ever. Also the most obvious one, for Killian]

[ursoreckless]

Son chose power over his family.

From the conversation I remembered, the other me and him were like family. They ran together, they did things together, they were a family bound by friendship. And then Son joined the most powerful group out there and turned his back on his family.

/marks this because this is probably echo worthy but I gotta double check after sleep

[youngestone]

[Killian is quiet for a moment before reaching over and squeezing Shou's shoulder]

I'm sorry, man. Did Other You and him run for ten years?

XD

[ursoreckless]

I think they were friends for a while and then ten years they were not. They talked a lot about the changes of the city and how they changed and grew apart, but other me, he was angry and sad by how Son viewed their friendship as being a time they grew apart.

[youngestone]

Can't blame him, really. No offense, Shou, but I don't think I like the sound of what kind of life your past self had.

[ursoreckless]

It wasn't a good life. Not from what I've seen.

[youngestone]

At least this one's pretty good, yeah? I mean, nothing like that's happened to you, right?

[ursoreckless]

Yeah, this one is good. I have my family and my friends. I don't have to struggle for anything if I don't want to...

The other me would've hate me.

[youngestone]

The other you would've been a jerk, then, because you two had different lives.

[ursoreckless]

Different lives, yeah, but it still doesn't mean that I've done anything.

[he's trying to be depressed here man, don't make him feel better.]

[youngestone]

You helped me. That's something. And we're involved in the numbers mess, so that's probably going to lead to something.

[ursoreckless]

Yeah, but what? Outside of me understanding that there is sometimes bigger sacrifices than just death around here.

[he starts eying the booze again.]

[youngestone]

I'm starting to think we're gonna end up saving the world, honestly. Who knows?

[ursoreckless]

In order to do that, we need to get our collective heads outta our asses and start working towards a real goal.

[youngestone]

We need a clear goal first, I think.

[ursoreckless]

That thing they're building in the Blood Keys' territory.

[youngestone]

Figure out what that is, you mean?

[ursoreckless]

Yes. I'm getting tired of fucking around and ignoring the mess staring at us from the middle of that place.

[youngestone]

Only problem is it's in the middle of murder central. Agreed, though, even if I don't really know what to do about it. I can shoot a bow, but that's about all.

[ursoreckless]

Then we have to figure out a way to get around the murder part. First thing is learning what it is. Second thing is then figuring out what to do what we find in the first part.

[youngestone]

Sounds like a plan. We just need someway to get everyone else on board with it.

[ursoreckless]

Actually... I don't know if it's something to get everyone involved with at first. A smaller group might have a better chance to get in close, grab information and then get out.

[youngestone]

[Point]

Then I guess it's a case of find the people best suited for it, yeah?