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     Dipper smiles at the older man, after living a zombie attack, Dipper felt more at ease with him. “So what happens now? Do you go back where you came from or…?” He asks, genuinely curious. 

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     When he stepped out of the shack to discard of the trash, the last thing he expected to see silently standing outside was a masked figure who was apparently covered in blood. “U--Uh,” He starts, a bit of nervousness to his voice. “E--Everything alright, sir?”

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                        “Ha — why do people MIRACULOUSLY think that taking one gun or some muscles and marching into one of the Red Zone is a HEROIC act that is going to save the city? — Vengeance or not, just go home. Or don’t - the entertainment is nice occasionally.”

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“I don’t know if I can be of much help.  Most of the mad scientists I’ve met are dead.”

 By the time he’d heard enough to track them down, they usually left him no choice but to kill them to spare their creations from a life of slavery, and protect the rest of the world.  Except, of course, for those he’d been unable to kill, and the few who had not been monstrous enough to warrant death.

 …And perhaps himself, from a technical point of view.  

[moved-fromgallowsandgraves]

“I have searched for you for a very long time.”

“I try to remainhidden.  All I want to do is live inpeace.”  Not that the world ever allowedhim to do so for long.  “Why have you come?”