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Dean fires, the gunshot is loud. Python hears Kovington call him over and turns, stepping towards him.
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I look up and see Python "Well shit."
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Python looks at him, arms crossed. "Deceiver?"
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"Indeed. I'd ask if you were Python, but, well, not many people look like you."
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He chuckles. "I stand out a bit...."
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"No shit."
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He chuckles. "How you been, man?"
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I shrug "Mas o menos, mi amigo."
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He nods. "I've uh....been getting some shit for what I pulled."
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"Surprising."
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He chuckles. "I know right?"
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I smile "Youth these days. No respect. At least they don't fight as much as the old crew did. Yet."