[b][u]Market District[/u][/b]

…Did it work? Hiroshi blanked out after he sent the rocks flying, and only came back to Earth after the goon came back as well. It took a few moments for him to register that it [i]did in fact[/i] work! After a brief pause Hiroshi started laughing it up, pointing condescendingly at the fallen mook, “Hahahahahah! It really worked! Oh man, that’s what you get for [i]trying to turn me into paste[/i] you… You [i]ne’er-do-wells![/i]” 

The light in Hiroshi’s heart went off again as he remembered what he associated bank robbers with. He was still a little shaky from avoiding being turned into paint on the sidewalk, but he got back up to his feet and pointed at the remaining Mooks B and C. “I believe I am entitled to these “low blows-” he declared, “When you are trying to HARM a YOUNGSTER such as myself! It’s downright hypocritical to say I cannot even the playing field when skirmishing with armored adults! Fight someone your own size and some such!”

He felt like he had the high ground with them scared like chickens over there. As such, he struck a [i]threatening pose[/i] at them and mentally gripped his yo-yo and one of the balls. “Now then… Surrender! Or I will be forced to use even [i]more[/i] low atta— [i]AH-HAH!!![/i]” His threat was cut short as he barely dodged the rubble that was sent flying his way.

“You… I-I warned you!” He clenched his fists and raised the ball and yo-yo up, making them spin at high speeds. “Now! Eat my… Uh… Ps-Psycho! Uh! Kan- KAN[I]CHOOOOOO![/I] He just made up the name, admittedly, but as the name implied he made a pulling back motion and shot the objects flying straight… Towards their assholes. The likelihood of it actually hitting there was likely low, but it was worth a shot!