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after talking to Motochika, Gan Ning has become homesick. Also, sleep-deprived. And, well, drunk. All perfectly good reasons not to make any sense whatsoever. His accent is probably thicker, to, sorry.]
Y'know what it's like to like...never see yer own people? It's been for...fif...almost sixteen months since I been 'round my guys. My countrymen. My
lords. Shit. Now I know I told stories 'bout Orochi before so 'm not gonna bore ya with that again. Just. Damn, I ain't seen Ling Tong in that long. Never thought I'd miss his sassy mouth so damn much. Never even thought I'd miss the old man, but I do.
An' yanno, there been nobody here from my world. Nobody! Xun Yu don't count, she was a he where I come from and I ain't friends with anybody in Wei anyway. Wei. Anyway. Hah! [
a few minutes of absurd laughter at his rhyming]
...right, where was I?
I love you guys but I gotta go back. My guys from Wu been in that world more'n sixteen months, more'n two years even. We gotta get them home too. We all gotta go home. There's somethin' about home that this place can't touch. I love bein' a captain again but Lord Sun Jian needs me just as much as my Hazmats do. Hey! Hey crew! We oughta do somethin' to leave our mark on this place. Somethin' where they won't
ever forget we were here! They'll tell stories about that time them Hazardy Mats did the thing and their brave an' crazy captain Gan Xingba led the charge and
yeah!! Like that! Know what I mean?
...'cuz that's, yeah. Just in case Davy Jones is gettin' fit to send the rest of us away before we can rise up against him. Betcha he's behind the undead. Tryin' ta take us out without liftin' a finger himself. Right bastard.
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he'd keep going if he didn't take one more sip and pass out. He'll get back to the journal when he wakes up]