Neon green eyes stare at the opening of the alleyway he was in. He watched as people walked past, oblivious to what exactly was lurking in the shadow. His gloved hand curled into a fist. To destroy or not to destroy. IT was always a question in the back of his head. He could easily kill everyone in the vicinity and walk away without a care in the world. It was just that easy to him. He held the power in his hands. (Literally)
Uncurling his fist, he leaned against the alleyway wall, crossing his arms over his chest. He had a distaste for alleyways, being that they were always dirty and smelled like shit. But he couldn’t deny that they were good places to go think and people watch. To plan.
His next steps were always carefully plotted out. He always had every move carefully executed. To always have some sort of countermeasure should the original plan fail. He had to have everything perfect or he would revise and revise until it was perfect. Even then he would look over it to make sure everything was accounted for.
He sighed through his nose, his eyes slipping shut for a brief moment. His sleep schedule was fucked up due to his second in command fucking around with the Trigger formula. He supposed he had a right to since he created it. But Kai was always dragged into writing some sort of report about it since his right hand was too lazy.
His eyes slowly opened as he felt someone or something coming up behind him. Hand hands slowly slipped down in front of him, left hand starting to pull down the right hand’s glove. His eyes slowly slid to the right, not fully turning to see who it was.
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