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Guren Ichinose | Red | #A5211F

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[swordfucker]

So you don't kill. But you're tempted to?

[Hmmmm. Well. Guren eyes him a little more, from up here at 6' tall, not bothering to lean down or anything.]

I don't disagree with you. I'm a murderer in that respect, and you can see me as one. I'm not the only one here who is, either. That's what happens in war, and plenty of other things.

If you can avoid it no matter what, that'll make you even stronger.

[bittybat]

...

[Damian refuses to clarify whether that is or isn't true. Guren can make the assumptions. This boy is tight-lipped on the things people would talk about, but loose-lipped when it comes to boasting. Hm.]

I'm aware. I live by a code of conduct most people couldn't ever understand much less follow. [Even at six foot, Damian doesn't look away or back down. One of his pupils is just a touch bigger than the other, and when he finally does look away, it's slow. He keeps a hand on Ace's back.] Damian Wayne.

Don't forget it.

[swordfucker]

Damian Wayne, the kid who thought he could take me on by jumping from a tree.

[Guren laughs, but it's short, and he waves him off.] I don't forget anyone in this small little town. Go make some friends, kiddo. I'll catch you later.

[bittybat]

High ground is always a good strategy. [He doesn't need to be waved off!!! But he takes it, pretending that's not why.] I said I don't need friends. [He's insistent about this also!]

Come on, Ace.