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Who: Kubo and You
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS Marsiva
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[ Kubo wakes up with a jerk, fumbling around before he realizes it's not dark. The fire isn't lit and — this wasn't the cave he grew up in. Groping around, Kubo felt the solid presence of his shamisen, the two strings intact and breathes a sigh of relief. Then he carefully slips off the bed, slinging it over his back. With his one eye, he looked around. And pinches himself. ]

Okay. Not dead. Where am I? This isn't the Heavens . . . is it?

[ He had been sure everything had been settled, but Kubo hadn't exactly had time to learn the exact nature of what lingers above. ]

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[One day, Crowley will teach him. ]

Well...yes. Mortality and all that. More reason to keep fighting for it, with the little time you have to exist in the world.

It's not like I can stop living or fighting.

...No, perhaps not.

But hey, at least you can here. Fighting, anyway. I wouldn't recommend stopping from living.

I couldn't, anyway. I have too much to do. Even if I don't know how to do it.

Even here? So far away from home?

I . . . don't really have a home. I don't have much of anything.

Just myself and the things I carry in me.

[He doesn't care. You can't make him care. Nope. He hasn't got a heart. He really doesn't.

... ]

Well, balls, that's rough.

Well, you're in good company in the Fleet. Plenty of us like that.