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[He sounds tired, like he's been up all night and then some. In the background Sakamoto can be heard nervously talking.]

It's prolly no surprise t'anyone this thing got to Maurtia Falls. My roommate came home sick, dunno where he's been.

To any of the other residents of 004: If ya missed it so far...don't come home. I can't...

[Sakamoto's voice momentarily raises, "We're fine! It's just our imagination, isn't it!?" and the sound of a chair scraping the floor closer to the mic.]

Would ya shut up!? This is yer fault I'm here!

[Heiji sighs heavily.]

M'sorry. Just...stay away 'til this is figured out.

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Just think, with the possibility of superpowers there's got to be some biological change. Taking that into account means new universal laws. Probably broadens yer field quite a bit.

Eee! There's so much to learn about! I wonder if superpowers are partially created by added elements to the human body..or altered preexisting ones..there are definitely other factors, but I wonder how much the chemical makeup of our bodies play a role..[ She's beginning to ramble on a bit here. ]

If... [There's a long pause, as he momentarily forgets what he's going to say. His breathing picks up a little. He's not supposed to forget, and it grates on his nerves that he can't remember something as simple as a single sentence.]

..Heiji?

I-It's fine. M'fine. Just...slipped my mind a little, that's all. What were we talkin' about?

We were talking about the library and learning about the world..[ A brief pause. ] Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm great. [No, no, he's very much not.]

That's right. They, ah...they've got a great archived news system. [Wait...did he already say that?]

[ Yeah, she doesn't believe him. ]

Maybe you should get some rest.

[Sighs.]

I can't. Gotta stay up in case Sakamoto needs anythin'.

Is there anything I can do to help?

...tell me about San Fransokyo?

[Help him stay calm.]

I think you'd love it there. Everything is so bright and colorful, and oh-! You should see the buildings! It's a perfect mixture of Western and Eastern culture. I don't think there's anywhere else in the world like it.

If ye've got any pictures, you should show me sometime. [His voice is careful and measured, accent evening out into a slight drawl.]

Know anythin' about the sports there?

I have tons of pictures! I'll definitely show them to you!

Baseball, football, and martial arts are pretty popular.

I'll hold ye to that. Do coffee and look at pictures.

Got any kendo teams?

Of course!

Did Kendo back home. Captain of my team. They were [are] great guys. Nothin' like the feel of a sword in yer hand to clear yer head. [Makes a thoughtful noise.]

Maybe you could find a team here! Or make one.

Might need t'teach a few people.

...yeah, I could do that. Someone was supposed to help me get my power under control. Was gonna let me teach him. I'd like to start a team. Get back into it. [He sounds stronger.]

You could learn too.

Hm.. [ There's a brief pause as she considers to prospect of learning. She definitely leans towards defense and capturing rather than outright offense when she's out being a superhero because, honestly, she doesn't like the idea of hurting anybody. If she strays away from harming bad guys, how well would she do in something like kendo? Then again, it involves bamboo and armor, so.. ]

I could try!

[Kendo would probably surprise her, and if it comes up Heiji would be more than happy to tell her how martial arts of any kind of meant for self defense. He himself was more of an offensive type, but he's had too many people have a go at him with a sword to let anyone with a weapon get the chance to get under his guard.]

Ye'd have to have a lot of patience. The forms are a sort've meditation and the sport itself takes a lot of concentration. [He could see her being really good at it.]

[ As excitable and restless as she can be, patience is easy for her to obtain. As a scientist and a cook, it is a quality that she has to have. ]

I can definitely work with that! I'll need a good teacher though! [ Hint, hint. ]

[He hadn't been thinking about giving up, not strictly, but the chances of him surviving this decrease every second he goes without a cure.

Still a promise for the future is a reason as good as any to keep fighting.]

Ya couldn't ask for a better one. Very few opponents have ever beaten me.

Then it's settled. Once you're feeling better, we'll get to it! [ Still keeping that optimism. ]

You'll have to let me do something for you in return.

[Another momentary silence as he tries to think of something he could ask for, fingers tapping lightly on the desk. Something other than a silent plea to stay; help; talk; keep him focused, alert, thinking.]

Well, ya already agreed to run around New York on an adventure with me, so teachin' you would probably square us out.

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