Zouichi sure was pretty nonchalant about admitting it. Jr.'s right hand was resting on the ground beside him, and his fingers curled up into a fist over the red 666 tattooed on the palm in a unconscious response to his words. Jr. was designed for combat, too, and much like Zouichi admitted, he was used to doing it. He enjoyed it. But he hated it at the same time. It was a tear between what he was and what he couldn't escape, and what he wanted to be besides that.
While those thoughts ran through his mind, however, Jr. smiled back at Zouichi. "Yeah. It's more like being in a movie where you know it's not the real deal. Though ... that's not so bad, sometimes! 'Cause you can think up some pretty cool things in the Sensoriums to spice things up a little."
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Zouichi sure was pretty nonchalant about admitting it. Jr.'s right hand was resting on the ground beside him, and his fingers curled up into a fist over the red 666 tattooed on the palm in a unconscious response to his words. Jr. was designed for combat, too, and much like Zouichi admitted, he was used to doing it. He enjoyed it. But he hated it at the same time. It was a tear between what he was and what he couldn't escape, and what he wanted to be besides that.
While those thoughts ran through his mind, however, Jr. smiled back at Zouichi. "Yeah. It's more like being in a movie where you know it's not the real deal. Though ... that's not so bad, sometimes! 'Cause you can think up some pretty cool things in the Sensoriums to spice things up a little."