In memory, initials scarred

“Chaikamai iyane.”  

“I… I haven’t, yet. Made a few attempts not long after I left, but... honestly, I was more interested in Inkopolis at the time. Then the Metro got messy, and I... yeah. Hasn’t happened yet.”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Holy shell.” Note to self. Don’t piss off Hyena.

“We talkin’ about the bad ones? Because those should be scrapped.”

“I just built that body, what the shell???” 

“Time to get to work.”

“Wait... you’re the one my Tartar said I should avoid aren’t you. ‘Trooper’ or something.” Oh dear. It seems his reputation precedes him.

“Holy shit the madlads actually did it.”

“I should probably stop them.” She’s... getting out her phone and recording. “I should... should definitely stop them.”

“Keep insulting Hyena and I will kick YOUR dumb ass.”

“Well, that’s easy enough then! I can definitely source some parts. I’ve been helping Sheldon out at Ammo Knights, so he’ll probably be able to hook me up.” 

“Okay, all right, calm down... pretty sure it’s not permanent or anything. We just gotta rebuild your body. You have your own blueprints, right? I just need some supplies and I can fix it.”