I hope you guys don't care if I cut out the author's notes for a few chapters? I don't own the game. W00t.
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"Sorry if this twinges..." Keira dabbed Green Eco on top of Jak's biggest wound: the giant gash in his arm, "It's concentrated, so it's very sterile."
"...Ouch..." Jak winced as the eco touched his skin.
Daxter was waiting in the corner, "You don't remember any detail?"
"I told you, it was like a hallucination." Jak explained for the umpteenth time, "He came down on me and all I had was my fist at the time..."
"Don't get too physical with that arm for a while, it'd probably heal faster." Keira told him.
Jak got up and walked across the room, "What's to get physical about? I don't have a gun and I don't use my left hand much anyway..." his voice began to trail away.
"It's been 3 years and you guys still aren't over Haven?" Keira said, annoyed, "I for one, don't care where we are."
"Well, that's you isn't it? I mean," Jak began to think, "Since when have you failed a battle?"
"Jak, you did a lot more that that," Keira said, "You've saved the world 3 times, you've saved your friends from poison, you've saved Daxter from sugar intake, defeated a time loop in the port, SAVED A POD OF WHALES... (How many people can say that?) Survived torture... need I go on!"
"No," Jak said, obviously defeated, "I miss them, though."
"I know, but we didn't really know them that long..."
"I still miss them; it was my entire fault..."
"It was not."
"Was,"
"Not,"
"Was,"
"Not,"
"Was,"
"Not,"
"GOD, STOP THE MADNESS!"
"Was,"
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Sorry for the shortness.