[RL with Henry]

[seechainsaw]

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 just rolled his eyes. He knew in his gut what the machine was capable of just by instincts alone, but whether he was right or wrong, he was just that confident in his own abilities. Or maybe he was just crazy.

"People can do strange things," he said, grabbing a bag and following alongside Giriko. "It's an ability, or something they were just born with, or something so technologically absurd that it seems like make-believe. For instance, laser beam cannons. To you, it might not be anything special, but in our world, that's just silly. Nobody owns something like that."

After what Henry had experienced from the community alone, all of the strange encounters he had in Santa Destroy were practically everyday things.