Bradley and Akira are sitting in Bradley's room. It's nice, well maintained, surprisingly clean for a man who lived in a cave for (mumbles the amount of years). There's a ton of guns in the glass cabinets.
"Then, who is it? The one you call a close friend," asks Akira.
Bradley mumbles to himself, as though he'd like Akira to stop asking...But he answers anyway. "Ah, well, I’ve forgotten his name. There was a guy who I could use. He wasn’t particularly strong, but there was a steadiness to him. How do I put it, he was someone who had no desire... He had no desire, so he never got greedy about anything. I'm greedy and short-tempered, right? That's probably why we balanced each other out."
"Huh...so you had someone who was like a partner to you. Was he captured along with you?" Akira's curious.
"No, he managed to escape......Well. He's probably still kicking around somewhere? Not that I’d really know." Bradley is absolutely not meeting Akira's eyes. He lets out a light sigh. Leaning back in his chair, he looks out the window as if in thought. "We were well-balanced, but maybe we weren’t in sync with each other. He wanted stability, you see."
"Wanted stability? You mean he wanted to quit the bandits?" Confusion.
"Yeah. To do business or something. What a joke. Can you imagine me doing business? The only thing I can dish out is fights." A sigh. Bradley knows what he's good at and it's not settling down.]
As far as what I'm describing, those two are more or less the same thing. A bouncer protects his establishment by escorting rowdy patrons out. It's a job that can be rife with brawls.
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[Anyway it's MEMSHARE TIME.
Bradley and Akira are sitting in Bradley's room. It's nice, well maintained, surprisingly clean for a man who lived in a cave for (mumbles the amount of years). There's a ton of guns in the glass cabinets.
"Then, who is it? The one you call a close friend," asks Akira.
Bradley mumbles to himself, as though he'd like Akira to stop asking...But he answers anyway. "Ah, well, I’ve forgotten his name. There was a guy who I could use. He wasn’t particularly strong, but there was a steadiness to him. How do I put it, he was someone who had no desire... He had no desire, so he never got greedy about anything. I'm greedy and short-tempered, right? That's probably why we balanced each other out."
"Huh...so you had someone who was like a partner to you. Was he captured along with you?" Akira's curious.
"No, he managed to escape......Well. He's probably still kicking around somewhere? Not that I’d really know." Bradley is absolutely not meeting Akira's eyes. He lets out a light sigh. Leaning back in his chair, he looks out the window as if in thought. "We were well-balanced, but maybe we weren’t in sync with each other. He wanted stability, you see."
"Wanted stability? You mean he wanted to quit the bandits?" Confusion.
"Yeah. To do business or something. What a joke. Can you imagine me doing business? The only thing I can dish out is fights." A sigh. Bradley knows what he's good at and it's not settling down.]
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If they're talking business that involves dishing out fights, though . . . ]
. . . Yeah, I can't imagine you as a knight.
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[ He's not going from bandit to knight! That's embarrassing! ]
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As far as what I'm describing, those two are more or less the same thing. A bouncer protects his establishment by escorting rowdy patrons out. It's a job that can be rife with brawls.
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[Everybody there is just doing their very best to survive.]
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[The normal stuff.]
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It's why he moved to East Country.
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He's happier these days.
[ And that's the important part, isn't it? ]
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