@viciousbite
Oh Hello, time to ruin a stranger's day by dropping a bloody piece of meat at them from a nearby roof. Said bloody piece is someone's severed leg. // Michi being Michi. -- can take seriously or crack.
There’s a shadow on the roof, someone he doesn’t really see. He has been alarmed by one of his subordinate, and while he’s on duty, well, he has no choice but to do his job. He would have preferred having a beer in town, or just lazily looked at the waves crashing against the marine’s bastion, unwinding after a long day doing nothing but paperwork. However, it appears that his subordinate was right ; there’s indeed someone up there, and Mika wonders what kind of prick would want to turn into a gargoyle and perch themselves in probably the most uncomfortable place. Probably a jerk who believes that having fun with the Navy could be the thrilling moment of the evening.
“Seriously, people are dumb these days…” He curses, while he’s ready to climb the ladder leading to the roof. “What the fuck!”
He yaps while he takes a step backwards, sensing something quite hard and sticky splashing against his white uniform, soiling his hair, half of his face and his pants with a rather disgusting smell. Meat? Did that asshole send him meat, for real?
“Hey you damn moron!” He yells, furious blue eyes looking up, a few droplets of blood covering his features. He could look feral in an odd way. “Come fucking down and let’s have a chat! You know how much meat cost you ignorant jerk?!”
