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Gintoki Sakata 坂田 銀時
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[gorillatama]

Absolutely. Being the main character can't save you from even that part of human emotion. You're human, Gintoki.

[matter of factly]

[permboy]

[ There's a pause as he stares Kondo down, but then ... he doesn't respond, and instead turns away to finish his beer. That's as much of an answer as Kondo is going to get, but it basically means "I guess I was." ]

[gorillatama]

[His expression lightens just a tad....in this case, silence is as good as anything. His own beer, probably luke-warm by now, calls to his attention. Kondo scoops it up, pops open the tab, and guzzles some down.]

[permboy]

[ Well, at least he gets that.

Gintoki puts the empty can on the table and leans against the backrest, tilting his head back to rest against the top of it. And as he does, he lifts an arm and carefully touches his nose. ]

Police brutality, oi.

[gorillatama]

[When he pulls his lips off, he holds back a belch. Shrugs]

Technically I'm off duty. I don't even have a badge this time. Just one man looking out for one woman.

[permboy]

Police are never off duty.

[ Where did he pick up that bullshit. ]

[gorillatama]

They aren't, but they also are. Technically. When their things are turned in for the night.

[you just don't know that bc you're on the opposite side of the law]

[permboy]

Technically. You said it, not me.

[ Yeah, because the law is bullshit. ]

[gorillatama]

Technigori.

[solemnly]

[permboy]

[ Huff. ]

Whatever, man.

[gorillatama]

[low chuckle] Whaaaateva, whateva. Yeah.

[permboy]

That it? Are you just gonna sit there now?

[gorillatama]

Well....perhaps. I've gotta wait and fill the quota before then. Plus my beer is still cold...

[permboy]

The beer you took from my fridge.

[ Eyeroll. ]

What quota?

[gorillatama]

This is true. It was calling out to me.

[doe eyes]

The one that's there.

[permboy]

[ That's disturbing?? ]

You're talking bullshit again, right?

[gorillatama]

[doerilla]

Naaaaaah! Of course not. I'm talking no shit. You're funny, man.

[permboy]

It's all you ever talk.

[gorillatama]

At least it isn't diarrhea. With corn chunks.

[permboy]

No, it's probably that too, if I'm gonna be completely honest.

[gorillatama]

You need more roughage...when's the last time you had a salad? Start there, okay? Corn is good for you but it can tear things up.

[permboy]

I don't have diarrhea, you pea-brained shit-covered ape.

[gorillatama]

I don't even like peas you one ply toilet paper diarrhea.

[permboy]

It doesn't mean you like peas, it means your brain is as small as one! And you just proved it, toilet gorilla.

[gorillatama]

You just proved you're a shitty narrator because you have to explain it, one ply!