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[This afternoon, the quirky merriment at Terre Haute has something very sudden cutting its way in. There's the very distinct sound of an explosion. It shakes the ground with a small tremor for but a brief moment. Those who are looking at a certain monolith in the distance may see that there is now smoke coming from it, parts of it crumbling and tearing away as black smoke begin to fill the air.

Something's happening at that strange "thing" that fell from the sky. But what? Dare you disregard the unsettling feeling that may begin to steadily fill the air?]

[REACTIONS | GIRAFFES | NEW FRIENDS | I DON'T LIKE THESE NEW FRIENDS]
(OOC: More sections will be posted as the event progresses!)

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[Tsuna blinks, then reaches over and takes the glass, taking some in his mouth and swishing it around before spitting it off to the side. It wasn't water, but it'd do.

Then he drinks, taking a few generous gulps of the juice. His gaze follows Giotto's, and he silently looks at the far away battle.]

[He lets the silence linger for a few moments, before he speaks into it.] Did you kill it?

[He glances at Giotto, then down.]

... I don't know.

[He felt like he'd been fighting blindly, all instinct and survival. Even now, everything was a blur.]

[Another silence, and Giotto plays with his ring, spinning it about on his finger.] ...I remember the first time I killed someone.

[He lifts his head and looks silently at Giotto, listening.]

...I was just a year or so older than you. It was after we started our vigilante group, and we were going after a few thugs that had been roughing up some of the villagers. We didn't expect them to actually be armed. We were young and stupid and thought we could take on anything.

[There's a bitter brittle tone about his voice.] They attacked us with knives, and I got into a fight with one of them over his knife. I managed to knock him out and take it, and turned around just to see one with a gun about to shoot G.

...So I stabbed him. [It was utter adrenaline reaction, all he could think about at that moment was to save his best and oldest friend.]

[G... that was his childhood friend, his right hand man. He was trying to protect him. And he did, but...]

I had stabbed him in the stomach. And I remember just standing over him with the bloody dagger until G pulled me away. ...He probably bled to death in that alleyway, of course. I threw the dagger into the ocean later.

[He had scrubbed his hands to get rid of the blood until G had stopped him, too. And he hadn't been able to sleep for a few days afterwards. But he's not quite sure he can mention that, even to Tsuna.] ...So you're not overreacting or weak. Taking a life is a serious thing.

[Tsuna's gaze drops to the ground for a moment, before he looks back towards the fight.]

Why are they attacking us, anyway? Do you think we threatened them...?

Do they need a reason? If they have one, we may never know, since I don't think they feel like talking.

[A pause.]

We should probably move back towards the wagons.

[He nods and sips his glass, getting off the chair. It's only now that he feels the sting in his leg.]

Ah...

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