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@You Ghetto fools!

Kurisa continued to sip his water as he watched Utaho dispatch of one of her lackeys, friends...whatever she saw them as. The way she had done it was pretty brutal but still...in a sick way it was necessary. To be honest...she probably had it better than the rest. While Kurisa and everyone else had to survive this shit, she was now in an eternal sleep. He then let out a deep sigh as he thought to himself. "How many times will we have to do this? What will become of us?...Can we be considered Saviours? or are we going to just become Murderers. We can try ignore this but it will come back to haunt us eventually." Kurisa took another sip of his water before screwing the cap back on and placing it down on the table.

Utaho then came over and asked Kurisa where they went next...well...there was only one way out of here. Kurisa wanted to say something to Utaho about what just happened but that'd be idiotic, especially with how she was...besides, He had never seen a soft side to Utaho and so he was unsure if he could do anything to make this bet-what a stupid fucking thought...make what better? the fact she just killed one of her friends? yeah...as if that will happen, still...if the chance came he'd try do something, anything to make sure she didn't go insane due to this...in a weird way Utaho was about his only friend in this room...hell this whole School. I mean they weren't chummy but still got along...most of the time "We get out of here...My dad owns a Garage in the city, perhaps we can make our way there...see if there is anything we can use. Like a car or something...Saves us walking and gets us around faster."

After he had finished speaking he heard Yukito speak to Utaho, asking if there was another way. Kurisa looked at Yukito almost giving a look to say What the fuck dude!? Like why would you ask that? If there was another way surely we would have taken it. Inside he knew Utaho would likely fly for that guy and Kurisa for once...prepared to stop Utaho from kicking the ever living shit out the guy. Even if He got hit it was better him than that guy...Kurisa could take it. That was when Kenny came over and pulled on Kurisa's arm, that was when Kurisa looked at Kenny and watched him mime some shit...it was a little difficult to understand but he got the rough idea. Kurisa then nodded and stood up from his seat as Kenny walked over to the cart. He then looked at Utaho and spoke just loud enough that really only she could hear "I know what you likely want to do...but just this once...Leave it. Let's just focus on getting out of here...if you still want to kick the shit out of someone later then you can kick the shit out of me. I don't give a shit...aslong as we get out of here now." Kurisa looked at her with a serious expression to show he wasn't fucking around right now...

He then took a deep breath and walked around the table and to the right side of the cart with Kenny, grabbing onto it. "Someone get the door and get ready...we're getting the hell out of here. We likely wont have long..." He knew Kenny had basically mimed this already but just in case no one understood mime Kurisa felt it was necessary to say the plan...at least the plan he understood was going to happen. The second that door opened they would be ready to take those fuckers down and get the hell out of here...
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