[Somewhere in town, these two cross paths while exploring. After some words of caution about walking around with his injury, Kim takes a moment to look at the glass scattered on the ground. He bends down for a closer look.]
Where did all of this come from...?
[He wonders, but the moment he touches one of the shards, the two of them experience a memory of a deadly shoot-out.]
[ Once the memory is over, Kotetsu needs a moment to shake himself from a daze. It's jarring, feeling someone else's emotions like this and he needs a moment to ground himself of where they're at. ]
[He's about to say something, and thinks better of it. He can process the how of this later.
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This was the shoot-out I mentioned a few days ago. It wasn't the usual kind. [Depressingly, there's a "usual kind" of shootout.] Armoured mercenaries. They were ready for a bloodbath.
[ It's strange. Processing someone else's feelings of doing something similar of what he'd just done. Kill or be killed. Not being able to hesitate a moment. ]
[Well, that snaps Kim out of his funk. His eyes widen, a mixture of surprise at what he just witnessed, and the childlike wonder of someone who's just seen superheroes for the first time.]
Right then? I went into the sewers. A while later I got lucky and ran into my old manager that hadn't been affected. He helped me when no one else could.
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Week 2, Monday
Where did all of this come from...?
[He wonders, but the moment he touches one of the shards, the two of them experience a memory of a deadly shoot-out.]
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That...
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What the hell...
It's like I was sent back in time. That was two weeks ago...
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I saw... felt it, too. Like I was right there with you. As you? Something like that.
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[He's about to say something, and thinks better of it. He can process the how of this later.
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This was the shoot-out I mentioned a few days ago. It wasn't the usual kind. [Depressingly, there's a "usual kind" of shootout.] Armoured mercenaries. They were ready for a bloodbath.
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[ It's strange. Processing someone else's feelings of doing something similar of what he'd just done. Kill or be killed. Not being able to hesitate a moment. ]
Why?
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So they called out the dockworkers for a "tribunal," intending to massacre them on the spot. In revenge.
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So a bad situation over all...
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In total, six people lost their lives.
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Senseless bloodshed...
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I took two of those lives. I don't know what I could have done better... but I won't forget what that looked like.
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Ah...
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Heroes?
... But why were they after you?
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I got framed for murder and all my friends had their memories altered to forget me.
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a very elaborate way to frame someone.
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[ He sounds very annoyed by that. ]
It's a pretty bad feeling seeing everyone turning on you like that.
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... I can only imagine.
Did you manage to get away?
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Right then? I went into the sewers. A while later I got lucky and ran into my old manager that hadn't been affected. He helped me when no one else could.
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[ A little sheepish, but also really proud of her. ]
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