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[takesitfromtherear]

[The camera shows nothing but pavement, the edge of some wet fingers, and the ends of a really flashy red cape, fabric worn and water-heavy, trailing on the ground. Oh, and an adorable little white rabbit chomping down on the end of that cape.]


I don't get it. I don't freakin' get it at all. What--

OI!


[Suddenly the camera jerks and... goes flying. Seems Kamina, not knowing what it was, tossed it over his shoulder. It clatters against the coral, still recording for a few moments.]


Oi, lil' punk! Come here. I'll friggin' teach you to attack a guy from the rear when he ain't lookin'.


[Kamina dives for the rabbit, trying to catch it, and then the feed cuts.]

Comments

action.

[longwinded]

Well, I guess that sounds a little better than fighting Denziens and Imps. Imps are a pain, really. They annoy the living hell out of me.

[John might be trying to pose cool in the mirror, Dave will make fun of him...sdfkjksjdf sob.]

action.

[takesitfromtherear]

[Kamina will give him tips.]

Hehe. Your imps and my beastmen sound the same. Just lil' pain in the ass punks.

action.

[longwinded]

[oh he might swoon kamina-sama!]

Eh. Then when you get into the Medium. Shit really hits the fan. But that's nothing too! Just gotta know how to play. [Yes, really, John is the omst manly. Screw Dave!]

Re: action.

[takesitfromtherear]

Right. That sounds like the right spirit.

[Even if he doesn't understand anything. WTF is a medium?]

action.

[longwinded]

[Something that would turn into a TOO LONG DON'T READ. More than likely! So no questions.]

Oh, yeah. So. Welcome to Vatheon.

action.

[takesitfromtherear]

Thanks, but I don't need your welcome. I ain't staying here.

action.

[longwinded]

You aren't?

[. . .he's listening.]

action.

[takesitfromtherear]

I got important shit to do back home, so I'm leaving.

action.

[longwinded]

I want to leave too.

action.

[takesitfromtherear]

Then leave! They can't keep us here!

action.

[longwinded]

You'll drown, or be prevented. I've heard there's no way to leave.

action.

[takesitfromtherear]

Then fight! And keep fighting until they let us go.

action.

[longwinded]

How do you fight a power this strong?

action.

[takesitfromtherear]

Don't let little stuff like that hold you back. You attack and you attack and you keep attacking until it stop coming after you.

action.

[longwinded]

Seems a little barbaric if you ask me.

action.

[takesitfromtherear]

Sometimes you gotta fight. Not cause you like it but cause you got something you believe in. Else you're just a coward waiting for other people to fix your problems for you.

action.

[longwinded]

Then let's fight to get out of here. We can form some badass rouge group here, and fight for our freedom.

action.

[takesitfromtherear]

That's the spirit!

We'll reform the Dai-Gurren Brigade here and burst through the walls holding us and go home.

[Kamina grins, ruffling John's hair then.]

You can be the second member. I'm the first, of course.

action.

[longwinded]

[The hair ruffling miffs him, but okay. He'll go with it. NOW JUST TO STRAIGHTEN HIS GLASSES.]

Sounds good to me! We can totally make a Memo about this. Get more people to join the cause, cause two people can't do it.

action.

[takesitfromtherear]

They'll join! You just gotta inspire them.

[A pause.]

What's a memo?

action.

[longwinded]

I think you better do the inspiring, you have that firey spirit.

[John just doesn't want to run around without a shirt on yelling about this kind of thing, alright?]

Basically, if I put something up on the Network for people to read and respond to. That is a memo.

action.

[takesitfromtherear]

[John is thirteen, he doesn't even enough mangrit yet to have an inspiring chest.]

... read? You mean like writing then? You can write?

action.

[longwinded]

[LET'S NOT TALK ABOUT TEENAGE PUBERTY. John is taller than most of his friends at least! He's just...lanky and really dorky looking. I mean, he's even wearing that wind sock-esque thing on his head.

There is absolutely nothing inspiring about John's looks. /DEADCATS]

I can read, and write. Yes.

Action.

[takesitfromtherear]

[his looks might inspire a few people in trying to give him a swirlie?]

Awesome. You can write down all our stuff then. Ron does it back home, but I don't know how to do it at all.

Action.

[longwinded]

[......yes, yes that has likely happened.]

Then that's what I'll do. I'll start keeping a notebook or something about all the things we do. Like for today, I'll write that we reformed your Dai-Gurren Brigade.