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yinsukin:
Sethrol

To the man who had the sun obscured by the back of another, I hope you found peace in your death and in the world beyond.

Sethrol stood up, taking Nanako's hand and guiding her to the body of the student.  "You know, I feel really bad for you," he said, turning his head to the side to look at Nanako.  "Your going to have to hear us prattle on about this man."

The old man took a deep breath.  "But before that.... Tell me did you enjoy your match?  The one at the tournament I mean."

Panda:
Nanako

Nanako canted her head as Sethrol guided her hand to the body, the squirrel girl patting it comfortingly on reflex.

"It's fine, you've got stuff you want to say to him," she said with a shrug, "Not my place to object."

The mention of the matches, however, drew a bit of a wince from her, her eyebrow twitching as she looked back up at Sethrol.

"Hm. No, not really," Nanako said, shaking her head, "Yours looked like it went a lot better."

yinsukin:
Sethrol

"It was a disgrace!" he said.  His face betrayed his words, as he couldn't stop himself from displaying the biggest widest smile.  "Never before have I humilated myself so in front of so many people.  You on the other hand had a chance to fight the succubi, ones who share your sexual love for battle and uhhh physical pleasure.  Surely connecting with that must have been a pleasure in of itself."

The old man squatted down next to Jonathan's body and rubbed his hand along his torn apart chest.  "Before we get into that, could you do me a favor.  These wounds, do they look familiar to you?"

YOLF:
Zhang Liu

The Source-Melting Hand scoffed. "You look overjoyed, for such a pathetic outcome. Truly, my master has a thick face."

His eyes darted from the injuries on Jonathan, now clear to the eye in all their uglyness, to the squirrel-girl's expression.

Panda:
Nanako

"You got through to her, didn't you?" Nanako said with a shrug before looking over the body one more time, wincing slightly at the sight of the still fresh wounds.

"Hrm, looks kinda like...claws," the squirrel girl said, "I do know someone who uses something like that. Don't get why he'd go after people like this, though. Do you know anyone who uses claws?"

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