As you are walking down a dimly lit hallway in the ORAN district, you happen to
see Kohael, the man who has been sending you all those strange messages. You are
about to go to up to him and ask him for more information when he abruptly stops.
He says in a loud voice, "I can see you perfectly. Stop this game immediatly."
You turn around and see only a few clusters of civilians talking amongst themselves.
Is he talking to you? But no, 4 guys soon step out from seperate doorways. It
looks like some kind of ambush. You quickly debate at wether to get involved or
not. Looking at the size of the guns they're carrying, and considering the fact
that you're unarmed, you duck for cover. Kohael does not seem the least bit preturbed
however. The 4 men stand in a loose formation in front of him. Only one of them
moves with any of the grace or power seen in even the lowliest hunter, the others
may be just hired thugs. He is a force, dressed in yellow with spiked hair.
Kohael: Ah, my dear Sei-Ryu... Its been a while, hasn't it.
Sei-Ryu?: Yes, I suppose it has.
Kohael: Still spreading that rediculous tale As you are walking down a dimly lit
hallway in the ORIN district, you happen to see Kohael, the man who has been sending
you all those strange messages. You are about to go to up to him and ask him for
more information when he abruptly stops. He says in a loud voice, "I can
see you perfectly. Stop this game immediatly." You turn around and see only
a few clusters of civilians talking amongst themselves. Is he talking to you?
But no, 4 guys soon step out from seperate doorways. It looks like some kind of
ambush. You quickly debate at weather to get involved or not. Looking at the size
of the guns they're carrying, and considering the fact that you're unarmed, you
duck for cover. Kohael does not seem the least bit preturbed however. The 4 men
stand in a loose formation in front of him. Only one of them moves with any of
the grace or power seen in even the lowliest hunter, the others may be just hired
thugs. He is a force, dressed in yellow with spiked hair.
Kohael: Ah, my dear Sei-Ryu... Its been a while, hasn't it.
Sei-Ryu?: Yes, I suppose it has.
Kohael: Still spreading that rediculous tale about how I'm responsible for the
Pioneer 1 disaster?
Sei-Ryu: Ah, but its not that rediculous at all. You had means, motive-
Kohael: And was 20000 miles away at the time!
Sei-Ryu: A minor inconvience, for one of your skill.
Kohael: But obviously your tales are getting you nowhere, and you've come to teach
me a lesson.
Sei-Ryu: You catch on fast.
The men raise their guns at Kohael.
Kohael: And you don't.
Before the men even have time to notice that he's moved, a double saber flashes
in his hands. He leaps forward and chops the barrel off two, then kicks another
in the stomach. The men, who are obviously not professional warriors, turn and
run.
Kohael: Well Sei, it looks like you're going to have to find some better help.
He turns and begins to walk away.
Kohael: And if you even think about drawing that autogun, you'll be dead before
you can even aim it.
He walks off, leaving an angry Sei-Ryu.
Sei-Ryu: #@$#.
You don't know quite what to make of this, but you file it away in your memory.
Leaving Sei-Ryu to his pouting, you continue on.