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Hakkai's Secret	By : TsuzukiM Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3026 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 19

Hakkai packed Shinji’s things up for him. He watched Hakkai with an alarmingly dull expression on his face. Hakkai had had to dress the hanyou, finding his clothes and putting them on him like he was an infant. His body was largely mended, but Hakkai had not been able to take the trauma from his mind. There was little evidence that he was even present. Hakkai wondered exactly how much of his surroundings Shinji was actually aware of.

When the child finally spoke, Hakkai actually jumped.

“Kai-san?” Shinji whispered, “Why are you packing my things?”

Hakkai approached the boy sitting on the top bunk of one of the beds. Sitting there, Shinji’s head was just a little higher than Hakkai’s. Hakkai stopped what he was doing and carefully took Shinji’s hands into his.

“I think we need to get you off of this truck. I’m going ahead to the Oasis myself. I want to take you with me.”

“We’ll die,” he said flatly.

“Why do you say that, Shin-chan? I have a car, we can get there. It’s less than two days away.”

Shinji was shaking his head. “No, Kai-san. There are bandits, there are obake out there. I see them from the windows sometimes. They will kill us.”

Hakkai pulled the child into his arms. “No, you have me now. I won’t let that happen.”

“You have a car?”

Hakkai smiled and he reached out to scratch the dragon’s neck. Hakuryuu arched into the contact like a cat, and cheeped at him in seeming agreement. “I have a few tricks up my sleeve.”

“I’ll go with you any ways. I don’t care if I die, so long as I can stay with you.”

Hakkai stared at the hanyou who was wringing his hands and would not look him in the eye. He didn’t feel sure about Shinji’s grasp of reality. “Shinji-?” Hakkai sighed out the question. “You don’t know what you are saying Shinji.”

Shinji’s eyes tried to crawl up to meet Hakkai’s, but they kept sliding away before they got there. His breath began to hitch and Hakkai embraced him again. He buried his head against Hakkai’s shoulder.

“Oh Shinji, I’m not someone you should fall in love with.” How could he explain to the child that he was something like a bad penny?

“I don’t care.”

“At shift change, we leave.”

They’d have to sneak out. Hakkai had no idea how to leave the caravan without someone seeing them. For this, Shinji was useful.

“There are doors to the outside the maintenance people use. We can go out that way.”

Shift change was a chaotic time. People who attended the other units of the caravan moved from one vehicle to the other. Certain kinds of maintenance was performed that couldn’t be done when the vehicles were in motion. It would be easy to slip out with the child while everybody was distracted and there was so much motion.

Shinji led Hakkai by the hand. They took only what they could carry which meant leaving behind much of Shinji’s things. Hakkai didn’t have more than that to begin with. What Shinji cared most about was a picture of his mother. Hakkai stashed it in his pack for safe keeping. Shinji didn’t seem to be with it yet. He didn’t want the child to lose the picture by mistake.

He became alarmed when he realized they were heading back down the same path that Hakkai had been led down before. They were going down to the section of the ship they had taken Shinji into. How he could so blithely lead Hakkai in that direction was either a testament to Shinji’s strength, or his absence. Hakkai wasn’t sure yet. Just the idea of being down there again made the hair on the back of Hakkai’s neck hackle.

They wound their way back through the access tunnels and Hakkai was ducking light bulbs again. He was reminded of the first time the boy had led him through the bustling Outpost. The thought struck him hard that had he not stopped to ask Shinji for directions, the kid would be fine now. It kept coming up in his mind how no matter how hard he tried; he always seemed to bring ruin to the people who got close to him.

The desire to draw the blood of a certain demon pulsed through Hakkai’s mind. Ah yes, that little bloodthirsty part of him Hakkai always lamented was still alive and well.

Eventually, they turned down a short access hall that terminated in a steel door not unlike the one that had held the child in a dark storage room. Hakkai had a hell of a time forcing the locking mechanism to open. It took some time to turn the massive wheel that kept the door bolted and for several hysterical moments Hakkai didn’t think he could do it. As much as he’d pushed the boundaries of how much exertion was prudent for him, this was the worst.

But in the end the bolt moved and he was able to swing the door open. Bright sunlight streamed in. It would not be long before someone missed them. Hakkai wanted to make a clean break.

The door opened out about half way down the side of the mighty truck. When he stepped out, Hakkai had to climb down a three rung ladder and hop down a few feet to the sandy road. He came to rest between two of the massive wheels. The caravans seemed to have six axles, and he was between the third and fourth. He held his hands out for Shinji and the child trusted him to catch him and set him on his feet.

He really is small for his age.

Hakkai could see activity towards the front of the truck. He stepped back under it’s shelter, hiding between the tires. Shinji leaned past the tire to stare at the crew who were stretching outside.

“Where’s this car of yours?”

Hakkai chuckled, “You’ll see.”

Hakuryuu was aloft above. Hakkai had to shade his eyes and scan the skies until he located the little white form circling above him. He waved at the little dragon who chirped and winged down to perch on his wrist. He transferred the dragon to his shoulder.

Then he took Shinji’s hand and they scrambled up a reasonably shallow rift in the cliff face. Hakkai was aiming to get away from the truck and circle back to the road ahead of it before it got moving again. Shinji came with him without much comment.

They traveled along the top of a ridge, and Hakkai kept up a steady trot, drawing the boy along. He bent low, keeping his profile down and hoping nobody would spot him. His fears were realized however, when a shot was fired and a bullet glanced off a rock nearby.

“They’re shooting at us!” Hakkai growled. He pulled Shinji farther into the rocks and hid behind a boulder. They passed through some thorny scrub brush- the only thing that seemed to live out here, and it caught and tore at Hakkai’s clothes.

“Don’t let it cut your skin, its poison!” Shinji seemed more alarmed by the bushes than the bullets.

Hakkai draped one arm around his shoulders and pulled him down to squat behind the boulder. Another shot rang out and dust fell down from the top of the rock. Hakkai figured they were just letting him know that they knew where they were hidden.

“Why are they shooting at us?” Shinji whined.

“Probably think we’re bandits.”

They probably assumed anybody up in the rocks who was away from the trucks was an enemy. Hakkai cast about for a route out that would not put them into the line of fire. Hakkai was thankful the shooter was not as good as Sanzo- Sanzo would not have missed.

There was a shallow path behind them that wound down into another ravine. Hakkai took Shinji’s hand and led him down it. It seemed like a deliberately carved path and that made Hakkai uneasy about using it- he didn’t’ want to run into its owner while trespassing. But they didn’t have much choice.

The boy lost his balance as Hakkai dragged him down it and he had to turn and catch him before they both lost their footing and tumbled down the steep trail. Eventually, they came to the bottom of it and Hakkai stopped to catch his breath. In the valley between escarpments of rock, the path opened out to a relatively flat shelf and Hakkai reached for Hakuryuu. The dragon on his pack chirped. Hakkai reached back to scratch the serpentine neck.

“Little one, would you turn into my Jeep now?”

Shinji evinced the first real interest in something Hakkai had seen since he’d awakened. “He turns into a Jeep? Wow!”

Hakkai was relived to see the expression of awe in Shinji’s features as he watched the little dragon transform. Hakkai put his backpack in the back of Jeep. He helped load Shinji into Sanzo’s seat.

“How come you didn’t tell me he could do that?”

“I’m sorry; there are a lot of things I haven’t told you yet. I just figured it would be best kept a secret.”

“Why?”

“It’s a secret! Besides, if everybody knew in the caravan, then we wouldn’t have gotten away so easily.”

“You could have told me, I can keep secrets.”

Hakkai felt suddenly very sad then, but he believed Shinji was probably as good as Goku at keeping secrets. “Yeah, I’m pretty good at keeping them too,” then he smiled at Shinji, “If I had told you, then it wouldn’t have been a secret any more!”

The road Hakkai had found did not immediately connect to the road the caravan was on. It did not take long for Hakkai to think it might be a good idea to scale the ridge again and hope the main route was still on the other side of it. Few people who ran the caravans left their safety to explore the desert. Shinji had been surprised that there were other roads at all.

Eventually, Hakkai figured he’d put enough distance between them and the land ships to hazard the climb. When Hakuryuu transformed again, Hakkai asked him to scout out the road.

They watched the little dragon wing up and circle. When he landed, he dropped onto Hakkai’s shoulder with enough force to make the Taijiya wince.

The dragon squawked and crooned. Hakkai’s eyes went wide. “Hakuryuu says we are far away from the road! I don’t know how that can be, we didn’t go far and it seemed a parallel direction.”

“The desert is like a maze, people get lost in it all the time.”

“Now you tell me.”

Shinji shrugged, “I did tell you!”

Hakkai bent at the waist to look Shinji in the face. The kid kept slouching and staring at his feet.

“You’re still hurting, aren’t you?”

Shinji shook his head no.

“C’mon,” Hakkai said, putting on his warmest smile, “It’s not so bad, we’ll find our way.”

There was no outward response and Hakkai tried again, “Hey, do you want to know a secret? You can’t tell anybody just yet though.”

“There is nobody to tell.”

Hakkai’s face fell, “I’m serious; I’ll tell you something if I think it might make you happy.”

From under a fall of scarlet hair, one large eye rolled up to glance fleetingly into Hakkai’s face. “What?”

Hakkai took one of Shinji’s hands in his and guided it to slip under his shirt. He pushed the kid’s palm flat against his belly. Under the scars, which were beginning to get stretched, Shinji could feel a slight movement there and he could feel the presence therein. Hakkai was happy to see his eyes widen.

Grinning a most genuine grin Hakkai said, “He’s a half-breed- like you!”

Shinji looked fully into Hakkai’s face and met his eyes. “He is?”

Hakkai nodded, he could feel a blush forming in his face. “Hai.”

“So the father is human, like my Mom?’

“Hai.”

Shinji pondered this for a moment. “What did he look like?”

“He’s a very beautiful blond with purple eyes.”

“Purple?”

Hakkai stood up straight and smiled up into the sky, his gaze followed the path of the little dragon, “Yes, violet actually, and its like he can see into your soul.”

A pang of guilt and sadness passed through Hakkai’s heart then, and it seemed like Shinji could almost feel it.

Shinji leaned against Hakkai and he unconsciously draped his arm around his shoulders. His gaze never left the dragon.

“Did you love him?”

“Hai, very much.”

“Why did you leave him?”

Hakkai looked back down at Shinji’s upturned face. He ran his fingers into his deep red hair. “It’s complicated. Things weren’t good between us.”

“It’s always that way,” Shinji said morosely, “When demons and humans get together there is always one who loves and one who doesn’t. It’s usually the human who loves, though.”

Hakkai was startled by the child’s words. His hand tightened against Shinji’s head and Hakkai had to screw up his courage to contain his emotion.

“We need to keep moving, Shin-chan. The longer we stay out here, the harder it’s going to get. Especially when it gets too hot.”

Shinji nodded his head against Hakkai’s chest. His hand finally dropped out from Hakkai’s shirt.

They scaled the ravine, only to find another ravine on the other side. The landscape seemed to be endlessly divided into ridges and valleys. Some of them went off out of site and others dead ended around the first turn. Hakkai wasn’t as nimble as he was used to being, and it was the first time he felt truly dragged down by the pregnancy since the vomiting had stopped.

He couldn’t deny it though, he was getting more powerful. The evidence of it was scurrying along behind him. Healing someone as close to death as Shinji had been, as damaged as he had been, should have killed Hakkai. The way he had been sucked in to experience Shinji’s body to that degree had been a startling and new. As Hakkai walked, he finally had time to contemplate it fully.

They followed the dragon up over another ledge. “Hakuryuu- you are guiding us back to the main road- right?” he called.

The dragon bleated in offense.

He could feel his Qi was almost back to normal. Soon, he would be feeling like an overcharged battery again. He had no idea where the power was coming from. When he was angry, he became incapable of using only a little. He’d nearly blasted two people into oblivion with it; one he should have and one he shouldn’t have.

Yet, the power wasn’t making his body function any better. Physically, he was no stronger than he’d ever been. If anything, his stamina had decreased. He couldn’t stand up or sit down for long periods without becoming uncomfortable. The scars on his belly were painful sometimes, and he had difficulty hiding how much they could hurt. He still couldn’t heal himself as well as he did others- he had taken some damage healing Shinji and the repeated climbs up the hills were starting to affect him.

It was getting hot in the desert. It wasn’t even May yet, but the sun was beating down on them and Hakkai was beginning to perspire. What’s more, he had pale skin and he was beginning to feel the effects of sunburn touch his face. They had been climbing these ridges for the better part of a few hours. Hakkai wondered if the caravan he’d struggled to get ahead of had passed them by yet.

He was regretting having left it. He was regretting that he had followed the first valley that footpath had brought them down instead of staying along the ridge. It was a bad decision to leave sight of it and travel. One by one Hakkai ticked off the mistakes he’d made in his mind. Hell, he could go as far back as the Outpost tracking the mistakes that had brought him to being nearly raped and then lost in a strange desert.

Perfection is in hindsight.

This would not be the first time in Hakkai’s life he’d gotten himself and others terribly lost.

Shinji had grown quiet and Hakkai was lost in thought. He was thinking about Sanzo, and his purple eyes, and also about a pair of red ones. His lovers, he missed them so much some times. Speaking of Sanzo for even a brief moment had brought back the whole incident in Hakkai’s mind. He couldn’t get Sanzo’s eyes out of his head. They had been the closest thing to family Hakkai had ever had. Goku had been the only one not angry with him. What he wouldn’t do just to talk with the monkey again?

Suddenly, Hakkai stopped walking. He turned back towards the hanyou behind him and plunked down onto the nearest rock to sit a moment. Without comment, Shinji settled beside him. He watched Hakkai intently. He could see that the demon was sad, and he thought understood.

Hakkai wasn’t smiling any more.

I want to go home. I don’t want to go to this place any more.

The dagger, which had been riding in its hip sheath, vibrated against his leg. He ignored it.

I never really realized it before, Kanan, but I found a family. I had a family! What do I do? I go and mess it up.

Kanan swam into his mind and he could feel her touch.

Gonou, I know you miss them.

But Kanan, if I go back, they might just take me back!

You have another one to think of now.

All the more reason, my child deserves to know his father.

He doesn’t want to be a father, is that not why you left? They rejected you. You need to go on, even if you don’t stay at the Oasis, or you’ll die crossing the desert.

You’re right, Kanan. I have to at least get Shinji to safety. Then, maybe I can go home.

I want to go home! His mind cried. I want to lie in bed and smell cigarettes and have Gojyo curl up beside me. Hell, I want to have sec with him again…but everything just went so wrong!

Shinji was gazing off into the same space Hakkai was, largely unaware of the moment of weakness his companion was having internally. When he spoke, he cut through Hakkai’s reverie like a razor.

“You said we need to keep moving.”

Hakkai smiled, “Yes, we do.”

He stood up and dusted himself off. He ran his hand over the hilt of the dagger and it thrummed at him. Hakkai had only just resumed the climb up yet another slope when the dagger vibrated hard enough to be painful. It got Hakkai’s full attention and then Kanan came to him so strongly he could actually see her ghost before him.

Hakkai! Run!

What?

Run! Obake- can’t you feel them? Obake are coming! Run!

“Obake?” Hakkai said aloud.

Shinji became immediately nervous, “Obake? Where? Where are they?” His head turned to and fro, scanning for the beasts.

Hakkai turned to eye the kid, “Shin-chan, what do you know about these obake?”

The sound of gun fire split the still air.

“They are some kind of demon that lives out in this desert. They have something to do with the desert people who live out here. They eat demons and youkai in the desert! Hakkai, if they are here, we have to hide!” Shinji grabbed Hakkai’s hand and began tugging at him. “Come on! Did you see one? We have to hide!”

“Someone’s firing a gun,” Hakkai said.

“Hakkai, if someone’s firing a gun it must be because of obake! Hakkai, we can’t stay here!” the child was becoming hysterical and Hakkai tried to soothe him.

More gunshots and Kanan was ringing through his head her warnings.

Hakkai began to move then. He trotted up the last hill, but before he crested the ridge, more gunshots wrung out. Hakkai located the sound and began to follow them. Shinji hung on his arm, dragging against him now and whined. He didn’t want to move toward the gunshots, but he followed Hakkai anyway. Hakkai made it to the top of yet another ridge and crawled on his belly to gaze down upon the caravan.It had moved down the main route a substantial distance. Hakkai was surprised at how little distance they had actually put between them and the trucks. He was at once relieved to find the main route, but aghast at what he saw.

Immense horse sized animals that looked like ethereal foo-dogs circled the trucks. The air was now ripe with gun fire. On the far side of the ravine, Hakkai could make out figures hiding not unlike he was.

“It’s a raid! They are raiding the caravan!” Shinji cried.

Hakkai could sense them, the auras of the obake. Now that he knew what they were, he tuned in to the unique frequency of their auras.

They were everywhere. Hakkai couldn’t figure out why he hadn’t picked up on them sooner. Now that he knew what they felt like, he didn’t think he’d miss them again.

It seemed the armed youkai on the top of the caravans were in a life and death game with the obake. It took many direct hits to bring them down and the gunmen had to spray them with bullets to stop them when they charged. They weren’t easy to kill. Hakkai understood why they packed such weaponry now.

His gaze moved back up to the figures on the opposite ridge. He watched the scene play out. They were human, the raiders, and he wondered just what their relationship was to the obake. It seemed obvious the appearance of both the demons and the humans were not a coincidence.

“Kai-san, Kai-san!” Shinji was gripping Hakkai’s arm and shaking at it for his attention, “We should leave; those things will kill us if they find us here!” Tears were running down his face.

One of the obake made it to the top of the center caravan. Hakkai watched it rip a youkai to pieces. One of the other youkai shot it down, and one of his companions along with him. Hakkai could see blood running off the top and down the side of the giant truck. Shinji saw it too, and he screamed.

Hakkai had to grab the child to silence him, but it was too late. He had drawn the attention of the beasts. Giant cat-like creatures turned their attention to the two on the hill. The sight of those massive beast’s heads turning to focus on him made Hakkai feel like someone had just dumped a bucket of cold water over him. His skin became clammy and he shivered.

Shinji was babbling now, “There’s so many! I’ve never seen so many!”

There had to be twenty or thirty of the cat-dog predators attacking on this side of the caravan. Hakkai was transfixed by the bloody scene transpiring before him. Every nerve ending in his body screamed at him to run- but he couldn’t stop watching as youkai after youkai was torn to pieces before him.

He could sense where the closest of the obake were. Several of them were closing in on them.

They knew he was here, and they were encircling them. It was already too late to hide. Hakkai could feel them behind and in front of him, even if he couldn’t see them. There was nowhere to run. The chance for that had vanished when Shinji screamed. The boy was standing up, hauling on Hakkai to make him move. Hakkai knew that it was pointless. The figures on the far slope no longer hid. They were standing in full view- the gunmen were all ripped to pieces and they had naught to fear. They were looking across the distance at Hakkai.

Hakkai stood and returned their gaze.

Even as some of the obake stalked them, others began to tear into the hull of the trucks. Hakkai watched in horror as the cat-dogs tore through inches thick metal. Their ethereal claws with a green mist about them created bright sparks as they ripped through. It occurred to Hakkai then that they were going after the truck that held passengers. They were not raiding the caravan for supplies. They were out to kill.

“I can’t let this go on!” Hakkai said.

Shinji turned a terrorized gaze onto him, “What? What can we do? We have to run! Hakkai, please don’t leave me!”

Hakkai looked at the tear streaked hanyou, “I won’t leave you. But, these creatures are going to kill everyone in the caravan, aren’t they?”

Shinji looked stupefied. He didn’t understand. Hakkai was stronger than he looked. ‘They are gonna kill us!”

Screams. Hakkai could hear the screams of people as obake infiltrated the caravan. He could hear women dieing. People were being murdered below while he stood here but Hakkai knew that to run from a beast was a mistake. Beside, there were obake aware of him between him and the caravan. He was cornered.

Hakkai gripped his dagger and pulled the thrumming blade from its scabbard. Shinji wailed. He didn’t know there was one scant feet away, concealing itself with an excellent camouflage hide amongst the rocks. He jerked on Hakkai’s arm, but the youkai would not budge.

It was why Hakkai hadn’t seen them sooner. They could match their hides to the rock. If they remained perfectly still, you could look right at them and not know they were there. Now that he knew about it, he could sometimes pick out the shapes of more of them scattered throughout the area.

Hakkai wondered how long they had been stalking him before the blade and Kanan had warned him. He got the impression they had been surrounded a lot longer than he had thought.

“Stay behind me, Shinji. This is going to get very ugly. I can hear it raining.”

“Raining? What are you talking about? It never rains in the Oasis!”

Hakkai crouched; he held the blade before him and wished that it was a katana. The blade zapped him and he could feel it pull his Qi. It was painful and he almost dropped the blade. But when he looked at it, he held a katana in his hands. Green eyes wide, he stared at it in disbelief.

He didn’t have time to think about it. When Hakkai felt the breath of the great beast on the back of his neck Hakkai had to swing the blade. He spun, swinging it in an arc just as the animal pounced.

Hakkai landed a hit straight across the beast’s face. It split a shallow wound across the great head and Hakkai was sent sprawling back from the rebound force of the blow. A nasty greenish yellowish blood oozed across the animals features. It was like a dog and like a cat. It had a mane like a lion, but the skull was of a unique structure. Immense padded clawed feet moved silently over the sand and rock.

It approached Hakkai where he’d been knocked and Hakkai sprang back to a crouch, holding the sword ahead of him. They squared off. The injury he’d dealt it began to seal off, and it seemed like Hakkai had not slowed it down at all. Desperately he located Shinji.

Hakkai positioned himself between the obake and the boy. He’d hurt it, and so it was reassessing its opponent. It recognized that Hakkai had strength. Likewise, Hakkai looked for weaknesses.

A low rumbling sound purred from the animal. Its pupil-less eyes emitted a green haze. Hakkai gritted his teeth and prepared for the charge.

He was more prepared for it now, and he managed to sweep Shinji back and parry the attack at the same time. He would not be able to fight the monster off if he had to keep moving Shinji. If Hakkai had learned from the first round, so had the obake. It deflected his blade, landed and turned back on him in one fluid motion.

Hakkai was bashed aside and the giant claw ripped through his back. He was thrown, and he tumbled end over end through the rock but still somehow managed to gain his feet. He faced the demon beast but now it was between him and Shinji.

More were coming. He could feel the auras approach. The stink of blood and guts was growing heavy in the air and he could still hear the screams of victims in the caravan.

Another obake made itself known to him. There were more still camouflaged in the brush. The blade was drawing power from Hakkai. When he was charged again he stabbed the blade forward and up and willed his energy into it. The Qi surged through the blade and when he cut the beast it was a serious blow. The animal squealed and dropped to the ground. Yellow-green blood flowed out of it and it limped as it turned. He’d nearly cut it in half this time.

“Shinji!” Hakkai bellowed, “Run!”

All of the obakes’ attention was on Hakkai. He could feel their consciousness on him. They turned from the trucks and began as one to scale the ridge. He was their target now. If Shinji fled now while they were intent upon him he might get away.

“No!” the boy cried.

“Shinji, be brave! Run! I can hold them off long enough for you to get away! Go hide. I’ll find you!”

Another beast launched at Hakkai and he dodged and scrambled to get away. For their size they were quick- but Hakkai was nimble on his feet and he could evade them in close combat.

“They’ll kill you!”

“Are you going to stop them?” Hakkai screamed, “I promise you I won’t die! I’ll find you!”

Shinji finally fled. He watched the hanyou disappear over the ledge. The obake saw too, and their gaze followed him.

“No! Me first!” Hakkai bellowed, throwing his arms wide.

From behind, he was assaulted. Hakkai sliced the blade up over his head and impaled the beast. The blade penetrated its great rib cage and it landed dead on top of Hakkai. Hakkai was crushed to the ground beneath it. The bulk of its weight didn’t hit him directly, and he was able to pull himself out from under it just as another animal came for him. This time he targeted its throat.

He sliced open its neck as it reared up to claw at him and it joined its companion in death.

Hakkai panted, glaring about himself. The injured beast was crouching some distance away, glaring at him. He could hear the deep rumble of its growl. Then it turned and scrambled back toward the caravan.

Panting, out of breath, Hakkai followed it to look down at the caravan. Shinji had taken cover pretty quickly, because Hakkai saw no sign of him. He was good enough to handle some of them, but at this rate they would overwhelm him with numbers. More animals crouched, waiting their turn. He was the focal point of the entire pack of them now. He glanced over to the people on the other side of the ravine. They were watching.

Hakkai reached up and pulled the limiters from his ear. He dropped them in the dirt.
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