Jul 4, 2019 23:29:27 GMT -6
Post by Yuuki Ozaki on Jul 4, 2019 23:29:27 GMT -6
This was a stupid idea. The worst idea he had had in years. And he was so going to do it. Indeed the very fact he was doing it was filling him with an intoxicating glee. He wore a backpack with multiple fireworks and stands within them. He had ditched his normal attire for a hoodie and some jeans, the hood pulled over his head. It was a half assed disguise, but it did hide his trademark hair. However, once he got close enough to his target he removed the hood. Frankly… He knew no one would stop him. And if anyone recognized him… At this point he hoped they would.
His hair was classically chaotic Ozaki. Despite the fact that he would be okay that he was recognized at this point, he was glad that at this point the gang had stopped following him. It would be considerably harder to set these off if someone were right on his tail. He looked around, checking to be sure that the coast was clear and the street was empty before pulling out one of a few fireworks that he planned on setting up around the Blood’s hideout. A dragon firework this one was. He was about half a mile away from the hideout. But these things had some range. They’d get to where he needed them to go. Soaring high over the gang’s hideout.
He set the stand and lit the fuse. Before the fuse even hit he had already hit himself with an adrenaline dart and was zooming over to his next destination, taking care to keep his distance from the hide out as he made his circular path around. The dragon firework took off with a screech behind him, “flying” towards the Blood’s hideout.
His hair was classically chaotic Ozaki. Despite the fact that he would be okay that he was recognized at this point, he was glad that at this point the gang had stopped following him. It would be considerably harder to set these off if someone were right on his tail. He looked around, checking to be sure that the coast was clear and the street was empty before pulling out one of a few fireworks that he planned on setting up around the Blood’s hideout. A dragon firework this one was. He was about half a mile away from the hideout. But these things had some range. They’d get to where he needed them to go. Soaring high over the gang’s hideout.
He set the stand and lit the fuse. Before the fuse even hit he had already hit himself with an adrenaline dart and was zooming over to his next destination, taking care to keep his distance from the hide out as he made his circular path around. The dragon firework took off with a screech behind him, “flying” towards the Blood’s hideout.
