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"I'm sorry, Yukina," Michael says, "But it's less a matter of your forgiveness at this point and more a matter of a...code of honor, if you will. Now call me as backwards as you wish, but, until a few millennia ago, I was from a place where chivalry was still very much part of that code. Now, I'm not sure about our sea-faring pyromancer friend, here, but I most certainly have a few grievances with this person that can't be settled by mere apology. First of all, he made an excuse for refusing a fight. Now, if he'd simply refused me straight out, that would have been fine, but instead he made some excuse about being busy with some sort of cure-all. A cure-all isn't going to be made in one day, so discovering this cure-all quickly isn't nearly as important as ensuring that it's an actual cure-all, which you seem to be lacking, seeing as it's causing such deformities in your test subjects."

"Also," Michael continues, "You might not want to be insulting the person whose charity you seem to be dependent on to survive those who wish to pay you back for insults against her. Of course, this lesson seems to have come a bit late, for which I truly pity you."

With that, Michael realizes that he's actually drawn his weapon, though not turned it into a useable form yet.

"My, my, this is rather excessive," Michael mutters, shoving the stick back into his pocket, "I won't need a staff to properly educate one who isn't worthy to be thought of as a man, and you should be sobering up by now. Adrenaline does such wonderful things to the system."


"Well, fuck you too." Neo snapped back. "You know what killed your so-called chivalry back in our fuckin' world? Itself, you assface. Motha'fuckahs who don't pay any fucking attention to it outlived the dipshits who still believe in that shit, so there ain't no people who believe in it anymo'. I mean, seriously, I served the United States of Fucking 'Merica in the three fucking wars it crashed into within the span of the century, and we were considered as one of the good guys." Neo chuckled and snorted after the last sentence. "You won't fuckin' believe what we did to kick Kraut, Jap and Gook ass and win, sir. Not the most chivalrous shit you've evah seen. I can't lecture you about how wars should be fought, because that field is best explained by Ratt himself, so let's leave it at that and ask him about it when you see him face-to-fucking-face."

"And fuck you too, because I already said that I can't fight. I refused already, because I was high, asshole. But you fuckin' insisted. I even offered you to level down the playin' field, you dumbass!"

"And fuck you one more time, because you're talking like you know what alchemy can do, man. I'm the alchemist here, I know there's going to be a cure-all one day. And what, your fight is mo' important than the potential lives that can be saved by my cure-all, huh, you literal knucklehead?" Neo let some air out and looked away for a second. "You're stupider than I thought. That's why you'll get fucked in this city, buddy. There's always someone smarter and mo' likely to kick your ass back to last fuckin' week. And, given how you still believe in chivalry, my boss can kill you easily. Now, that guy isn't a warrior. He doesn't give a fuck if people think he's cowardly. He's a soldier. He gets shit done, by hook, line, sinker or by booby trapping your damn crib. And the best part is, he ain't no magi, he's just a gun-runner, a fucking arms dealer."

"And Yukina!" Neo called her attention, which startled her. "What do you think about all of this? The shit-talking, you know?"

"Um..." Yukina began to speak. "My mother said..." Her voice began to shake. "My mother said, before she died on that day, that we should forgive people..." Her tears were welling up on her eyes. "Even if it hurts, and even if it kills..." She bit her lip to hold back her tears, but one drop fell down her cheek. "If I did not heed her last words, I..." She then wiped her cheek with her sleeve. "I would not be a good person for her." She then began to sob as she cover her face with her hands. "Because I know to myself that she has forgiven those who killed everyone of us on that day!"

"...Yeah." Neo began to become somber. "This is why Yukina doesn't suck as much as the rest of you asshats. She's retarded, but I like her. Sticks and stones, motherfucker. Sticks and stones, but not words."

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Lorenzo Remei


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"Now, you can do this the easy way or the hard way. The choice is your lad, now, apologize at once to lady Yukina, or I fear you'll wish I killed you here and now."

The whole scene only caused stress for Yukina as the seafarer grabbed Neo by the collars and commanded him to apologize to her, threatening harm if he didn't do so. She didn't ask for this, she thought, and she needed to do something to prevent anything dangerous happening to her colleague.

"...I forgive him." Yukina said. "I forgive Neo-san. Now please let go of him, Remei-san. Please do not threaten him anymore."

On the other hand, Neo wasn't fazed by anything that the pirate said, whether they be insults or threats. He was already used to such, instead it only amused him, as a smirk was on his face right now. And when he heard Yukina speak out her forgiveness, Neo said, "Yeah, you heard the retard. She forgives me, now get fucked."

"Please let go of him now." Yukina pleaded. "Do not fight anymore. I forgive him."

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[...]
« Good grief, do tell, who would this retarded bitch be? »

"And who the fuck are you?" Neo was annoyed when someone laid a hand on his shoulder and asked the question. "Am I supposed to be scared of you right now, huh, bitch? Getta fuck outta here. Yukina's a retarded bitch, and I'm telling it like how it looks like to me."

"Remei-san!" Yukina called out the man. "Please do not start a fight here. It is alright. Neo-san did not harm me. He was always like that to anyone, so please just let him be."

"See?" Neo said, "She might be a retarded bitch, but she ain't thin-skinned like the rest of you faggots. Man the fuck up, you niggers. She's manlier than the rest of you, so shut the fuck up!"

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"You insulted her master, trampled on her honor, and were, in general, a complete asshat to her, as per the usual it seems," Michael points out.

"As for your hair," Michael continues, "You could do with losing some of it, long hair isn't all too good in a fight."

"Shut the fuck up, nigger. What do you know 'bout this retarded bitch?!" Neo quipped back. "She ain't even got the balls or self-respect to go get what she really fucking wants. How the fuck am I supposed to respect her, huh?"

"And as for the damn hair, let the bird fuck with it. I have a potion that can make it grow back."

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"Depends on what it is. So, come on, let's hear it."

"Okay, I'll be right back." Neo said, as he was about to go back upstairs.

However, it seemed like he hasn't been paying any attention to some unusual spectacle that was happening to his messy hair. Specifically, Yukina's new firebird pet has been attacking him from above, given his usual attitude to the Japanese lady.

"And goddamn it, get this fucking bird outta my head! My hair's too shitty already!" Neo complained, which established that he simply didn't care about the fire familiar tearing his hair out. "Yukina, why the fuck is this goddamn bird angry at me? I din' do nuttin'!"

"Eh!" Yukina was startled by Neo's complaints about the bird, so she quickly went closer to the blonde and cooed the familiar. "Please stop attacking him, Hitori-kun. He's a friend. Please calm down."

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Of course, thou must at least add a reaction to the birdie! Or something. To be fair, I have no idea.

Okay, I have an idea. Wait a second.

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Ivan, did you notice the bird post?

Oh shit, I didn't.

What do we do now?

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"Nah. Drunk wouldn't go well. I wouldn't be able to hold back. How about if I was blindfolded?"

Neo grinned smugly at the idea. However, he had something else different in his mind.

"How about this? I've got something better than a fuckin' blindfold. Want it?"

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Michael watched this spectacle for a moment, then bursts out laughing uncontrollably.

"So even bird familiars put up a decent fight around here?! Oh that is a mark of shame against you that you can never wash away, sir. Well, at least we know of someone willing to defend a woman's honor. Or at the very least ready to maul someone who insults her."

With that, the stick is drawn once more, held casually in the palm of his hand.

"Though, I must admit that I can't really appreciate such a coward myself..."

"Don't fuck with me, dipshit." Neo insulted him. "I already told you, I'm not in the mood for bullshit like this. I'm high as a kite, you fuckin' nigger. If I did what you're fuckin' asking me for right now, it ain't gonna be a fair fight because I really can't even fuckin' balance myself right now."

"But if you really want to fuck with someone like me, I could get you a blunt, you start blazing it and then we gon' talk, asshole. If you want a fair fight with a drunk, you should become drunk yo'self. How's that sound?"

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"Quite the opposite, actually," Michael says, that grin still on his face, "I think I'll quite enjoy living out my life here. Especially if there are people here who might be able to offer a decent fight. I seem to have been unlucky here, but...perhaps elsewhere."

"You know what? I could have offered ya' the fight ya' askin' for, but I don't feel like it right now." Neo said. "I'm not in the mood, since that goddamned panacea ain't makin' itself. I mean, it sure does cure the common fuckin' cold now, but them lab rats were getting cysts and tumors from it. Ain't no way for those little innocent guys to live, ya' know?"

"And, since I'm still fuckin' 'round with that fucking cure-all, I took a little ganja break and now, I'm getting the munchies." He then wiped the top of his upper lip with the back of his closed fist. "So I ain't got no mood for any damn mayhem, I'm high right now. So go get yo' brawling elsewhere, I'm workin'."

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"Hmm..." Michael considers this, "Unfortunate. But I can wait...Unless, of course, this is just an excuse because he's really just all talk or can't fight with his own hands. Then again, given that he's apparently an alchemist, I suppose that's a given."

Yukina just giggled nervously in response to the man's presumption of Neo's fighting prowess. For her, it was better that he would think that Neo is just a coward, rather than to risk getting him or anyone in trouble.

However, Neo apparently went out of his room and went downstairs for some reason. As he was going down the steps, he took notice of the man and said, "Okay, who the fuck is this bum right here? You fuckin' retard, did Ratt even allow ya' to take in goddamned bums in the house?"

"Neo-san, please do not drive him away." Yukina said. Neo finally got out of the room, she thought, and trouble is almost certainly sure to brew. "He just landed in this city right now and he was hungry."

"Oh, I see." Neo said. He then looked at the man and told him, "Welcome to Nexus City. Don't forget, you're here forever. You got fucked big time, man." After his acerbic greeting, Neo proceeded to come down the stairs and head to the kitchen.

"Where are you going, Neo-san?" Yukina asked him.

"Where the fuck do you think I'm going, bitch?" Neo retorted. "I'm goddamn hungry. Munchies."

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"Hmm..." a grin makes its way onto his face as he takes this in, "I wonder...Where might I find him? I must admit that I'm probably a little rusty, so a quick spar might be a decent warm-up for both of us."

"He..." Yukina was getting more tense, but such didn't show on her face. "...He said he doesn't want to be disturbed during his research work, stranger."

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"Alchemist?" Michael winces slightly, "Is he any good in a fight?"

"Um..." The question make the Japanese woman think, especially since Neo's murderous tendencies are a very touchy subject for her. She asked herself what she she tell to the man, if she should lie, dodge the question or tell it directly. "Um..."

She then took a deep breath and said, "Neo-san is a veteran of three wars and have a lot of fighting experience, stranger. Why did you ask?"

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"Hmm...you mentioned research," Michael says after allowing a moment for the food to settle, "What does this Neo person research?"

"Neo-san is an alchemist, stranger." Yukina said, still not looking directly to the man. "He said that he is working for a cure-all using alchemy, and he has worked for such long before I have met him. Why?"

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"Nexus City, eh?" Michael takes a moment to taste the word, then stretches out a bit, working out the kinks with a light groan before sighing with no small amount of satisfaction at the rejuvenated feeling flowing through him.

"Well...I suppose you could tell me if you know some place I could get something to eat. I can find the decent fighters myself, but finding a place to refuel is always a problem for some reason."

 Michael pats himself over for a moment, before withdrawing a stick small enough to fit in the palm of his hand. Satisfied that he still has his tool with him, Michael places it back in his pocket and looks up to find himself staring at the incomprehensible images on the screen in front of him.

Oh sweet and sacred Trinity, what kind of ghastly entertainment is this?

"Hang on, are you here by yourself?" Michael asks curiously, "It doesn't really seem like it. Room's too big. House feels way too big for you to be living by yourself."

"Um, eh..." The Japanese lady continued being embarrassed. "I live here, along with Neo-san and Rattus-san. Rattus-san is out working and Neo-san is in his room doing his researches again..."

"Um..." She just can't look straight at the man, since she was caught off-guard and in the middle of her play session. "...I will get you food, stranger. I will be right back!"

She then went and hurried to the kitchen to fetch food for their uninvited and unexpected guest. She was panicked, since the man indicated that he was hungry and she didn't want for him to wait long. After a few minutes of thinking hard, she came up with an idea. She then took something out of the fridge and microwaved it.

She then hurriedly came back to the living room, with a plate of hot curry bread, which she put down on the coffee table. She then remembered that she also needed to serve him drinks, so she hurriedly went back to kitchen, grabbed a large chilled bottle of Pocari Sweat and a drinking glass. She finally returned with the beverages and put it down beside the curry bread plate, then bowed down towards the man.

"Please eat well, stranger. I hope that you would like it."

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