[Luckily for him, he manages to catch the damned instrument, although he's sweating quite a lot. For a nurse, she's really strong...]
There must be some other way to settle this!
[Sakamoto may not be paying very close attention, but as the hospital gown is relatively open in the back, there is nothing between his bare bottom and the floor. If one looks closely, however, they will notice that the odd color of his derriere appears to be rubbing off on the floor tiles.]
[ Haruko knew there was just paint on his ass the entire time. She's acually a very clever girl. Her teeth, which look pretty sharp, grit behind her lips, a rather psychotic grin forming on her face. ]
What's'a matter? You're scared of a little anesthesia? [ She tries to pull her guitar back out of his grip by the neck so she can try swinging again. ]
I don't want your money. I want the power you might possess. IT'LL ONLY HURT A LITTLE BIT!
[In turning to look down, the guitar lands unceremoniously next to his ankle.
He stares long and hard at nothing particularly special (his crotch), with a pensive expression on his face. It seems as though he's actually taking this time to think, something he really hasn't done much as of late. Power, she's looking for power, and what was that they used to call him?
[At this he sounds confused, crawling further backwards. He'd fish around for something to contact the Kaientai, but he's stuck in a hospital gown! So he has to think on his feet, to talk his way out of this.
He's done this so many damn times, he should be able to.]
Hold on, hold on! There's no need for violence here! It may not seem like it, but I've been around the universe!
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There must be some other way to settle this!
[Sakamoto may not be paying very close attention, but as the hospital gown is relatively open in the back, there is nothing between his bare bottom and the floor. If one looks closely, however, they will notice that the odd color of his derriere appears to be rubbing off on the floor tiles.]
Money? Do you want money? How much?
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Her teeth, which look pretty sharp, grit behind her lips, a rather psychotic grin forming on her face. ]
What's'a matter? You're scared of a little anesthesia?
[ She tries to pull her guitar back out of his grip by the neck so she can try swinging again. ]
I don't want your money. I want the power you might possess. IT'LL ONLY HURT A LITTLE BIT!
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[In turning to look down, the guitar lands unceremoniously next to his ankle.
He stares long and hard at nothing particularly special (his crotch), with a pensive expression on his face. It seems as though he's actually taking this time to think, something he really hasn't done much as of late. Power, she's looking for power, and what was that they used to call him?
Sakamoto Tatsuma, The Dragon of Katsurahama....?]
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[And then, far too loudly:]
THE POWER OF THE DRAG*N B*LLZ!!!!!!!
[Please have a seat... Your b*llz are not that powerful.]
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Not even Drag*n B*llz are powerful enough for what I'm looking for!
What I'm lookin' for.. it's in your head, kiddo!
[ SWINGING YET AGAIN!! ]
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[At this he sounds confused, crawling further backwards. He'd fish around for something to contact the Kaientai, but he's stuck in a hospital gown! So he has to think on his feet, to talk his way out of this.
He's done this so many damn times, he should be able to.]
Hold on, hold on! There's no need for violence here! It may not seem like it, but I've been around the universe!
Maybe I know what it is yer lookin' for.