Goodbye, Kusari

[Char Aznable]

This did indeed baffle her. Wait.
Yoshitsune. She did remember that name. He had been quite infamous during his time with the dragons - a war leader, if she remembered correctly. A radical. Golanski, you old fox.
"A Hideyoshi. That means you have a legitimate claim to your 'throne' - and yet here you stand with no more than one bag of clothes and a kid. Makes me curious what you're fleeing from."
She looked around the hangar. Still no one else here. A mental order was enough for the fighter behind her to fire up it's engines and open the cargo bay door. She took a step back and to the side, inviting him with a gesture.
"You're gonna tell me a bit about yourself on the way. But let me make one thing clear. If you expect me to hide you and your daughter - you're gonna be using this 'skillset' of yours to further the cause. I've got a lot of mouths to feed as is."

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