[It looks like a really nice time to chat if you've been living in the desert and eating dog food, but Kobra totally gets that most of these people don't cream themselves over trees and water the way he is. He remembers when the world still looked like this.]
My gun's gone, but I know aikido. [Right, 1932.] It's a martial art.
[He grins. He knows that he's not much to look at. No one ever thinks he can fight, because he looks like they can snap him in half and they probably can. It's why he knows a fighting style that uses his opponent's power and momentum against them rather than his own.]
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My gun's gone, but I know aikido. [Right, 1932.] It's a martial art.
[He grins. He knows that he's not much to look at. No one ever thinks he can fight, because he looks like they can snap him in half and they probably can. It's why he knows a fighting style that uses his opponent's power and momentum against them rather than his own.]