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Yeah… It feels good to win a fight. Especially to win one you had not even instigated. Winning in general always feels good. That is part of being human, is it not? That is what you tell yourself while you choose between returning to Leon’s live-in van or continuing your trek up the trail. Hey, wait up! After a moment of pondering, you figure it would not hurt to hear a tale or two out of the man. He seems interesting enough. You jog back into the van just in time for him to close it behind you, and you toss yourself onto the chair across from him as the lionlike brute sits himself down back onto the bunk bed, this time with no apple or cigarette in his hand. Just the silence of the surrounding environment and the occasional creaking of metal with every sizeable readjustment from either of you in your seats.

You did good. Almost had me a couple times. You practice something? Nah. Just…whatever comes natural. You? More or less. Your fighting style came about naturally. The forms you learned were taught to you with experience in brawls instead of any master or instructor. Why’d you challenge me anyways? You like fighting or something? Silence. Silence for a while. You ever felt anger before? Not upset. Not annoyed. Not even mad. Pure rage. You like to think you have a couple of times in your life. Back when Estelle’s family tried to find you guilty of killing her when they all knew it was their own who did it. 25 to life was at stake all because they didn’t wanna take blame for their negligence. You were pretty pissed off and hated them for a while then. You still to this day feel disdain towards that family, although you have mellowed out somewhat over the years since then.

I have. It was sometime in my early twenties. Can’t remember when. I ain’t good with dates. I had a dog. His name was Stetson. Had him for a long time. Maybe ten years, so about as long as I could remember. He was basically my best friend. I had a girlfriend, too. We were together for a couple years. Went strong, but eventually it just fizzled out. I wasn’t in a very good place money wise at that time so she ended up taking Stetson to live with her and her new boyfriend until I could afford to feed him. That was after we stopped living together and all. His face was grim, staring directly at the wall ahead of him like there was something pinned to it. I went over one day to check on him, like I usually did. First thing I saw was that he wasn’t there, jumping up and scratching at my leg the moment I walked in. That’s what he usually did. I asked her where my boy was. I honestly would have been less shocked if all the windows in the house suddenly exploded at once. The bitch put him down…without even telling me…
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