@trasiedi // zap, sender calls out to receiver to ask for directions, but as it's late receiver mistakes sender for a creep and tases them. ( from naoki for ibuki perhaps ?? or anyone you’d like really ! )
ibuki wasn't particularly the jumpy type, knowing full well they could handle their own should someone try and sneak up on them, or get the upper hand. and they were used to the night, to the cloak of darkness that cascaded over the city. but they were exhausted tonight, the day at the lab had dragged on far too long, and they had to crunch on finishing up some gear for the paranormal liberation front members. they weren't in the mood to fight this evening. though, normally, their resting bitch face was enough to deter anyone trying to look for a fight.
the hairs on the base of their neck stood on end, however, and a kind of unease settled into their stomach suddenly. subconsciously, they reached into their lab coat pocket, wrapping their fingers around one of their pocket stick mechanisms, fingers at the ready to press the release button, muscles almost twitching with anticipation. all of it snapped at once when they felt a hand on their shoulder, the voice barely registering to them as they whipped around swiftly, support item extending as they squeezed the handle tightly to activate the taser aspect of it. in seconds, the made contact with someone's stomach, dusty pink narrowed harshly, teeth gritting and grinding together; they stepped back a few steps, just enough to get a look at who sneaked up on them.
" th'fuck d'ya think yer doin', kid ? sneakin' up on people like that, yer lucky this's all i did. geez -- " the villain clicked their tongue, holding the tasing stick at their side as they stared towards the young man, " what, ya needin' someone t'walk yer ass home ? i ain't in th'mood t'babysit. "
