The job was supposed to be easy. Look into a building of interest, and then rendezvous with other members from Port Mafia about his findings; if anything. Which admittedly he wasn't looking forward to anyway, he didn't find much of note... though for all he knew, maybe that was what they wanted.
But it didn't end up mattering, because he saw someone he'd seen before in Amber's photos. Someone he knew held importance to her, and who he strove to be better than no matter if they had a lack of presence now. Maki activated his ability to set a small fire near the man, and startle him into a nearby alley; surprisingly he did succeed. Chasing him down was no issue after, and the alley was a dead end save for a medium-high wall. It could be jumped perhaps but he would have doubted the man would have the chance, until Maki found that he had been followed.
Another man came running into the area not long after Maki entered, freezing Maki in place with a quick use of his own ability. By the time he managed to unfreeze himself with his own, the person he'd been trying to chase had leaped the wall to freedom; leaving him with his new attacker blocking the way out. Maki didn't know who this new man was, or what he was chasing him over to begin with, but he kept shielding himself with sheets of ice the everytime Maki threw explosives his way.
In the smoke built up over his various attacks, the two of them struggled to see eachother to continue on. But this doesn't stop the man from beginning to wildly throw icicles in any direction he could, and Maki was lucky to avoid several. But when one gives a severe cut down his arm, he begins to think he may only have one chance to get help before things get very bad. The whole point to him being here was to prove he could be a superior ability user, but he wasn't going to manage it like this as much as he hated to admit it. He goes for his phone before throwing a set of stones to make the man back off again if possible, activating the stones while the phone began to ring.
The call is picked up quickly, and relief floods him. "Akutagawa I'm--"
It doesn't last very long, the attacker throws an icicle dagger that hits Maki's chest. The force to it is enough to send him falling onto his back, his jacket being stained in red and he struggles to breathe. He could try to melt the ice but he knows better, all he can do is grip pebbles on the ground and throw them aside to try to keep this man away when the explosives activate.
"N-near the park," he strains to speak. "Follow s-smoke. Help. Please."
The line goes dead, he managed to get a lucky shot in at Maki’s hand and phone. Only one free hand left and a hope that Akutagawa would make it. Maki’s seen and heard so much over his years with Port Mafia, and yet it’s only this time that he feels legitimately afraid.
