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[gangstering]

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DISTRESS CALL

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[He doesn't even have the courtesy to wait for a hello, because:]

The guys from the Future Foundation who want us dead are here!

--they might be from the Future Foundation anyway, but they know who the hell I am and one of 'em wants me dead and the other one's prattling on about some shit like allowing me to live!

[gangstering]

[Aaaaaand he'll hold the phone away from his ear for a moment and stare at it. What is this guy on about now?

Except no okay, serious face.]

What the hell are you talking about? Who's here? Where are you?

[No one is going to kill Souda while he's here.]

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I don't know who the hell they are! They know who I--who we are, despair or whatever--and one'a them is some big scary guy who tried to grab me already and the other one has a sword! What the hell, right?!

[He's babbling, but Kuzuryuu might be able to tell that there's real fear behind that.

This is super scary. Also he's forgotten to answer where he is.]

[gangstering]

...shit.

[Okay well. For one thing, he can't exactly fault people for wanting them dead, given what they've found out about themselves recently. But they've changed, damn it. Clearly.

But. Again. No one is killing Souda. Or him. Kuzuryuu has seen enough murder to last him about twelve lifetimes.]

Calm the fuck down. [He snaps, harsher than he means it to be because he needs Souda to stop rambling and pay attention. And answer him.] Where are you?

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[Well, the snapping is enough to wither some of Souda's panic, at the very least. His reply sounds remarkably feeble, even to his own ears:]

The park...

[In a tree. It's safe.]

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I'll be right there.

[He's already on his way. Fast as he can.

And then, helpfully.] If you're dead when I get there, I'll kick your ass.

[That is, "stay safe, friend."]

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I'll be a ghost by then, and I'll haunt you for bein' late!

[But, he's a little reassured since Kuzuryuu says that he's coming?

Otherwise he wouldn't be snapping that back to him.]

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Like hell you will. Stay alive, asshole.

[Th-they're such good friends. But if Souda is quipping at him, it means he's still okay.

So that's fine.

Kuzuryuu might sound a little out of breath because he's running now.] Got it?

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Yeah, yeah, I know. I will.

[He doesn't want to die--rather, like hell he's going to die now! Not after everything they all went through together.]