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He always hated mornings despite what any of his past trainers said mornings were for suckers, it was all cold and muggy most of the time whenever he jogged, and his general mood was always just rank. He still never understood how people could be so cheerful and pleasant during these hours of the day.
The Brit tapped his fingers against a desk, he was at the police department and not for something his appearance would lead someone to think he was there for. His new found buddy Lei Wulong was supposed to be finding work for him to do, after the last King of Iron Fist Tournament, war had broken out since Jin Kazama's victory and take over of the Mishima Zaibatsu. The Mishima's could burn for all he cared. Nobody was going to boxing matches anymore not with all of this conflict breaking out and not after that terrible stunt Craig Marduck pulled.
There just wasn't much for him to do these days, he had settled whatever demons were left wi