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“Che, that damn cat isn’t mine and I don’t want to keep it either.”
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WIRY LIMBS TRAVERSED THE BUSTLING CITY of Koi while a singular red hue scanned the area for anything that was capable of piquing his fleeting interests; being fazed fairly easily by the overwhelming amount of new technologies and cultures, it wasn't a difficult challenge in the least. Wearing the eye patch adorned in a decorative, floral pattern he received upon entering the city, he continued his simple trek; however, without a moment's warning, a gust of wind had swept an ornament from the patch and into his only good eye. Needless to say, he was completely blinded and yelling-- as any abrupt blind man would.
❝ UUUUUAAAAAAAGH ! ! ! I CAN’T SEE ! ❞
Feeling around blindly for something secure to balance himself out, he promptly walked face first into one of the brick walls; spinning on the point of his heel, he opted on trying another route. Next, the palm of his hand found its way to the top of someone's head-- this was, undoubtedly, a strange situation, but perfect for his small problem. Wordlessly, he began to rub at his eye until he felt confident enough that he could see; directly after, his blurry gaze shifted downward to see whose head he had momentarily taken hostage of. With a half-assed grin and an immediate removal of his hand, he stuck one thumb up. ❝ Thanks for letting me use your head ! It was for a noble cause. ❞