"Shut up!" Jones snarled, both hands still clapped over his injured ... pride. "The cops are--"
*rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat*
Both men dove to the ground as a line of machine-gun fire carved an angry swath through the wall above and behind them. "Jones!" Tatsuki Hiko roared in the distance, fire in his eyes. "I've come for you! It is your day of reckoning!"
"Ah," Genma sighed, as he and Jones smashed through a window, scrambled across a few ruined displays, and then broke into a mad-dash down the alley behind the lingerie store they'd just assaulted. Both men covertly pocketed a few of the nicer items they'd knocked loose. "It hasn't been this much fun since Happosai and Lukkosai fought together. Remember the old rivalry? How did we settle that, anyway?"
"Stop following me!" Jones shrieked, diving through a storm-drain, and splashing into the sewers as Hiko came into sight, now carrying a L.A.W. The Light Anti-tank Weapon coughed once, a thin rasp, and the pimp wasn't going to wait to see where the rocket ended up landing.
The streets above him lit up with fire and an explosion shook the ground. A panda appeared next to Jones. [Oddly, I can't remember how we settled that rivalry.]
"Genma?" Jones asked the panda stupidly, before a circular line of machine-gun fire opened another entrance into the sewers, and Hiko came crashing down, pulling out a bandoleer of grenades. "AAAAH!"
Both ran as the sewer tunnel jumped from the explosions, pursued by fire, smoke, and Hiko's angry roar. "Stupid ... rivalry ... never ... died," Jones gasped out. "You ... sold ... sister ... to Happosai..."
[Oh, right,] Genma signed. [Forgot about that.]
"Bastard," Jones spat. "How much ... did you get ... for the sale?"
[A bowl of rice and *three* pickles!]
Jones began developing an angry facial tick, Hiko's destructive pursuit still behind him.
***
"So, you're saying that this vessel should get us off the island?" Ryouga asked the castaway dubiously. He hated to admit it, but he didn't seem to have much of another choice as far as escape from this place was. The cave remained unexplored, but so far the island was so tiny, Ryouga couldn't get lost on it.
The castaway nodded, sparing a sad look over his shoulder for his ruined (and only) cookpot. "Yeah," he said, glancing then to a volleyball he placed on a stick. Someone had drawn a face on a bloodstained handprint on it. "Wilson, I'm not sure I can take both you and this guy with me."
"Uh," Ryouga began slowly. "Which way are we heading, anyway?"
"What's that, Wilson?" the castaway asked, blinking at the volleyball. "Cold water, eh?"
A high wave soaked Ryouga, managing to somehow miss the man who was standing closer to the water. "Bwee," Ryouga sighed angrily.
"Well, you'll fit aboard like that no problem!"
***
Genma had lost track of where in the city he was, but Jones had run out of things to steal, unless Genma wanted to take the man's underwear. While it was tempting, if only for the challenge, he decided to pass.
Abandoning Jones to the overzealous Hiko, Genma climbed out of the sewers. "AAAAAAAH!" he heard someone shriek, as he climbed onto the street. "Middle-Aged Cursed Martial Arts Pandas really DO live in the sewers!"
After fleeing that scene, he found a bathhouse, washed, changed, and dressed himself in Jones's old suit, pausing to take inventory (and smile to himself) of the pimp's wallet. Why, he could afford quite a few meals with this!
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