Sep 17, 2018
A black car rolls to a stop by the location. After a stretch of seconds, the back door is thrown open. Two figures shuffle out, each in masks that show only enough skin to show the "✨" on their cheeks. A bag is thrown over a head, arms grabbed and held tight. With their target retrieved, the door slams shut again and the car starts to move.
About damn time, eh? He lets them take him. He almost looked happy that they were taking him. They may be rough, but he was warned. It was all good. It was all good. He hoped it was good. “Void wasn’t kidding, huh? Yall are rough. Careful ‘bout the wings.” He goes with them without any struggle. There was no need.