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[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.]

[gangstering]

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.]

[gangstering]

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.]