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Talk About A Hothead
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So, there was a fight. Specifically, between the newly arrived Yuuya, and the slightly less newly arrived Ken. Whilst the exact source and reasoning behind the conflict is still sketchy at best, pretty much every witness has confirmed that it was Ken who ultimately threw the first punch. His injuries are also the lighter of the two - he got by mostly with some severe bruises, maybe slight bits of blood loss, but nothing too bad. Right now, he's resting in Alhambra's medical room, probably in need of something to wake him up...
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Though if you prefer to wait, you can instead find him cuffed and in a cell in the Sakihama base, after he has waken up and shown he'll shrug off most of his injuries. He looks... drained, physically speaking, and is mostly taking to relaxing against the wall as he sits on the bed. Occasionally, he flings his hands forward, as if trying to do something with such a strange manner of pose, but nothing comes, and he just gives dejected sighs. The guards'll let you in if you ask nicely, and aren't the same dude who pissed him off to begin with.
So, there was a fight. Specifically, between the newly arrived Yuuya, and the slightly less newly arrived Ken. Whilst the exact source and reasoning behind the conflict is still sketchy at best, pretty much every witness has confirmed that it was Ken who ultimately threw the first punch. His injuries are also the lighter of the two - he got by mostly with some severe bruises, maybe slight bits of blood loss, but nothing too bad. Right now, he's resting in Alhambra's medical room, probably in need of something to wake him up...
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Though if you prefer to wait, you can instead find him cuffed and in a cell in the Sakihama base, after he has waken up and shown he'll shrug off most of his injuries. He looks... drained, physically speaking, and is mostly taking to relaxing against the wall as he sits on the bed. Occasionally, he flings his hands forward, as if trying to do something with such a strange manner of pose, but nothing comes, and he just gives dejected sighs. The guards'll let you in if you ask nicely, and aren't the same dude who pissed him off to begin with.
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[After briefly making some air quotes, Ken leans back, sighing.]
And then he kept spewing out nonsense on how we never clean up the mess left by alien invaders, because the Americans have had an oh so perfect track record with these kinds of things.
If he isn't racist, then he's at least an idiot.
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It sounds like his words were vile and uncalled for. But, at the same time, you started a brawl over them. You were the one who threw the first punch - and an extraordinarily powerful punch too, against an ordinary Earthling.
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[Ken actually... chuckles a bit, before sighing.]
Besides, he was wearing his fancy armour, I used only my bare fists.
...Except maybe at the end. But... That...
[Ken stares down at his hands, trying to concentrate, but nothing comes.]
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If you really want to fight someone, challenge them to a formal duel next time.
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[There's a slight... insidious side to that, before he lightens up.]
Kidding.
I won't have anymore trouble with him so long as he realises not to say that kind of idiocy.
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Besides, throwing a punch in response to mere words from someone weaker than you is disgraceful.
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[As Ken waxes his own words, he leans on his side, looking like he's going to try and get in some sleep.]
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[He then lays down his head, letting out one last sigh before he closes his eyes.]
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[Hetepheres turns around and proceeds to leave.]
Cool down your head, and you should be released soon.