[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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Giriko nodded. Magic was pretty common in his world, even if most normal people didn't know much about it. "Yeah, it ain't much," he agreed with a shrug. "It's a nice weapon, though."

That sounded too nice coming from Giriko, too, but he was in a pretty damn good mood right about now, and inclined to be magnanimous.

He climbed into the jeep, throwing his bag in the back in a jingle of tools, and leaned back with his arms across the back bench once more.