[RL with Henry]

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Giriko stepped out of the airport into the heavy Brazilian heat and slipped on a pair of aviator sunglasses as he glanced around. He had left behind his heavy coat and gloves, of course, wearing a safari shirt and a pair of jeans over his shitkicker boots. Even that was fucking hot, but they were going into the jungle and he didn't want to get stung by anything nasty while he was out there. Crocodiles he could handle, but mosquitos pissed him off.

A man wearing a head-to-foot black cloak and a skull-like mask drove up in a jeep. "Ready to go, Giriko-sama?" the man asked. He was likely sweating like crazy in that thing.

"Yeah, just a sec," Giriko said. "I'm waitin' for someone."

He was curious whether Henry would try to kill him again.

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Henry followed the man in, ignoring the happy look on his face. He didn't even really have time to sulk about it once they got inside because the sight was even stranger than the outside. He opened the bag and took out a familiar pair of long brown gloves and tossed them on the ground next to Giriko.

"'ere," he said, and went back to circling around the machine.

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Giriko pulled the gloves on, grabbed the wrench and got to work. This involved sticking the wrench into the guts of the machine and feeling around, while simultaneously pressing his palm to the outside surface. The hand on the outside began to glow, and the machine writhed with a scream of what sounded like distress.

"Yeah, yeah," Giriko muttered to himself. "I know, baby. You been needin' some love, huh?"