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    Hanzo makes a deal for his life, and spends some time as a rooster. It's better than dying, right?

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    This is honestly fucking hilarious and just WILD but also AMAZINGLY done, holy shit

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    There are relatively few canine trickster spirits, and given the area in which you grew up, Coyote seemed the most likely,” Hanzo replies. “That and when I was a rooster your eyes reflected yellow-green.”

    McCree makes a considering noise at that. “I’ll be damned. They still do that?”

    “Not as much,” Hanzo says with a shake of his head. Truth to be told, he misses it a little.

    “Well alright, I guess I owe you a story, but remember, I was a dumbshit kid back then. Now, growin’ up where I did, you hear a lot of Coyote stories, and I guess I heard more’n most, since my mother had Navajo on her father’s side. So I got it into my damn fool head to go on a vision quest - keepin’ in mind that we didn’t talk to my grandad’s side of the family, so most’a what I knew about vision quests and such I learned from movies that knew as much about real Native beliefs as I do about particle physics. I got high as a kite and wandered out into the hills and just as the sun was setting and the high was startin’ to wear off and I was beginnin’ to think maybe dyin’ of dehydration wasn’t such a great idea, I stumbled across a campfire, and an old Navajo Park Ranger sittin’ next to it. He told me I was an idiot, and I allowed as how maybe I was, and he gave me some water, and to cut a long story short, he pulled out a deck of cards and we started playing poker. I realized pretty quick he was cheating somethin’ fierce, so I started cheating right back, and pretty soon - well, he bet his eye against mine, and when I won that hand he popped his eye right out and all the hair on the back of my neck stood up.” Jesse pauses to take another sip of his imo-shochu, and taps his right eye. “It’s how come I got this, and a few other tricks besides. Scared the shit out of me, I’ll tell you that.”

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