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It was a nice mild day when Bishamon decided to take a walk around the perimeter of the Arasaka building. The guards outside stood to attention as he passed them, taking little more than cursory notice of them. He walked on. Two suspicious characters were huddled together, whispering quietly to each other. Bishamon focused on what they were saying.
"He looks like he's got a few cred in his pocket. Let's get him."
"You idiot? Do you know who that is?"
"No but what does it matter?"
"Look if you wanna attack him, I'll attend your cremation, but there is no way that I'm going in on this one."
"Why?"
"That's Bishamon!"
"That's Bishamon?"
"Yeah!"!
"Thought he'd be .... you know ... Bigger!"