[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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Once they were back out in the Brazilian heat, Henry put the shades back on and hopped into the jeep as well. He grimaced and rubbed at an itch forming on his neck, despite having been covered in repellent the entire day. Other than that, this trip wasn't as bad as he expected it.

"Ye' know, I'll be honest with ye," he said, leaning back comfortably. "I was tempted to attack ye back in there."

He pulled down at his shades and stared at the once-again space intruding arm. He even threw in a thin smile. It didn't look entirely friendly, but bitter, as if he regretted not trying.