[People? What does Hayato care about people, he just got pistol whipped in the gut. The teen stumbles back, he was a hardy kid, and VERY used to taking a beating, but his stomach was always a sensitive area. He cusses a bit, hanging his head down. If they were going to play that way, then so fucking be it.
Hayato reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his box of cigarettes, wasting NO TIME in lighting one up. The gesture seems harmless and casual enough, and the intake of nicotine seems to calm the boy's nerves for a moment. With a sickeningly amount of calm he once again reaches behind him, and pulls out a hand full of his smoke bombs. Two could play this game, while his smoke bombs were almost entirely harmless (a bit hard to breath once they went off, but there was no force behind the explosion), they looked EXACTLY like his regular bombs remember how he was asking for nitroglycerin Near? He wasn't sure if the gun was loaded or not, but like FUCK was he going to retreat now.
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Hayato reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his box of cigarettes, wasting NO TIME in lighting one up. The gesture seems harmless and casual enough, and the intake of nicotine seems to calm the boy's nerves for a moment. With a sickeningly amount of calm he once again reaches behind him, and pulls out a hand full of his smoke bombs. Two could play this game, while his smoke bombs were almost entirely harmless (a bit hard to breath once they went off, but there was no force behind the explosion), they looked EXACTLY like his regular bombs
remember how he was asking for nitroglycerin Near?He wasn't sure if the gun was loaded or not, but like FUCK was he going to retreat now.It was SO ON.]
Wanna try that shit again, jackass?