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Who is this sassy lost child
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Oh, hey Kimiko.

Jae didn't have it in him to be surprised or even particularly annoyed that she chose now of all times to pop in. He could take some small solace in the fact that she looked maybe half as fucked up as he probably did, at least. He could make that much out even looking at her upside down from the ground.

Well, anyway. If she was planning to shoot him and... Blair? She probably would have done it by now. Jae hadn't ever known her to be someone who half-assed things.

Kimiko was another in the long line of sort-of friends that Jae had latched onto and then drifted away from over the years. They had moved to Kingman around the same time and been two of the few Asian kids in their middle school classes, and that had been enough to form a short-lived friendship. It had died the way most of his others had, though with less lingering bad blood between them than some.

A few days ago, he had planned on shooting her on sight if he ever ran into her.

Now, he lifted his arms instead of trying to raise the rifle and oh Jesus his hand.

He hadn't stopped to look at it before. It was... split. There was a dip in between his ring and middle fingers, nearly an inch deep into his palm, full of blood and shredded flesh. If he looked hard enough he thought he might be able to make out a sliver of bone. He stopped looking.

His arms were shaking pretty badly, but he still managed to move his hands in the first formation that came to mind.

<Good morning.>

It wasn't morning and nothing was good, but it all seemed funny somehow. Jae couldn't recall if he had ever told Kimiko he had started learning sign language during that short time that they called themselves friends.
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."

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