Roda the Red
Nitpicker of swords
CHARLIE HUGHES
SCENE:
Young Blood
TIME:
Post-Outbreak, July 20th 2022
LOCATION:
South District
PARTICIPANTS:
Charlie, Hitoshi, Musai, Daigo
Young Blood
The boy giggled, joyously taking in the ruffling of his hair, nodding along to Musai's claims. "That's right! Compared to Regulus, anything these guys could throw at us would be a joke!" The memory of that night was still fresh in the boy's mind, that man was nothing short of a real monster, had the man being any closer to his prime at the time, or hadn't Musai being there to join forces with, the rookie wouldn't have stood a chance against the former champion. Charlie couldn't help but wonder what a duel between Regulus and the marine chimeric would've looked like, and it only filled him with excitement to reach that same level in the future. Not better motivation to climb a tall wall than to see others do it themselves.
"...Or, yeah, we could get this done peacefully, too, ahahaha..." He scratched the base of his scalp, laughing awkwardly. Maybe he WAS getting a little too used to the ways of the Phoenixes, after all. Expecting things to end up as a session of fisticuffs having turned into second nature by now. By Hitoshi's command, the boy stood up from his seat, following the veterans right at an arm's length, both if his hands gripped his drink, thick moccha liquid traveling up his straw as he sipped. The drink was quite good! It wasn't too sweet or cinnamony, certainly met the hype around it! Once he heard that familiar sound of mostly air, he turned around, carefully aiming towards a distant trashcan while walking backwards. With a forward motion of his forearm, the cup flew in an arc, landing on the rim of the container. From there, it bounced once more, again landing at the rim, it then bounce one last time before triumphantly...Land on the side walk. Looking to his left and right, the Phoenix hoped nobody saw that, quickly rushing to unassumingly place the cup where it belonged.
Staring at the market's sign, the boy couldn't help but get a feeling of craving for some Craico baby back rib chips, before shaking his head, he already allowed himself ONE treat today, no more. Entering the store, Hitoshi wasted no time in getting to the main point with the woman on the register, however, she didn't seem all that thrilled to be dealing with a bunch of gangsters in person.
"Don't worry, Miss!" Interjected Charlie, hopping right up to the counter, smiling kindly at the woman. "We just wanna help dealing with the thieves, so could you please tell us anything that could be of use to us?" He held his hands together, looking at her with big puppy eyes, non-existant sparkles shining around him.
"...Or, yeah, we could get this done peacefully, too, ahahaha..." He scratched the base of his scalp, laughing awkwardly. Maybe he WAS getting a little too used to the ways of the Phoenixes, after all. Expecting things to end up as a session of fisticuffs having turned into second nature by now. By Hitoshi's command, the boy stood up from his seat, following the veterans right at an arm's length, both if his hands gripped his drink, thick moccha liquid traveling up his straw as he sipped. The drink was quite good! It wasn't too sweet or cinnamony, certainly met the hype around it! Once he heard that familiar sound of mostly air, he turned around, carefully aiming towards a distant trashcan while walking backwards. With a forward motion of his forearm, the cup flew in an arc, landing on the rim of the container. From there, it bounced once more, again landing at the rim, it then bounce one last time before triumphantly...Land on the side walk. Looking to his left and right, the Phoenix hoped nobody saw that, quickly rushing to unassumingly place the cup where it belonged.
Staring at the market's sign, the boy couldn't help but get a feeling of craving for some Craico baby back rib chips, before shaking his head, he already allowed himself ONE treat today, no more. Entering the store, Hitoshi wasted no time in getting to the main point with the woman on the register, however, she didn't seem all that thrilled to be dealing with a bunch of gangsters in person.
"Don't worry, Miss!" Interjected Charlie, hopping right up to the counter, smiling kindly at the woman. "We just wanna help dealing with the thieves, so could you please tell us anything that could be of use to us?" He held his hands together, looking at her with big puppy eyes, non-existant sparkles shining around him.