The second the aura from Rajaka popped out again Jeff stopped drifting towards Rajaka and remained steady flowing around the wind away from Rajaka for a moment.

Or so it seemed, something unpredictable happened, a weird and oddly distorted version of Rajaka stepped out bearing a hunched back and slightly crooked face. [color=fff79a]"I'm not gonnnaa faalll for thiiiiiiis bulllshit."[/color] the fakejaka mocked as it flailed around in quite the retarded manor. [color=fff79a]"Cause I'm Rajaka and I for some stupid reassson think that Jefff is actuuaaly gonna run awaaay. Where I'm actually the chicken and refuse to just shoot out my atttaccck!"[/color] The fake then began to make loud and obnoxious bawking sounds that did its best to mimic a chicken sound while still sounding like Rajaka, it would continue on from this point until Rajaka did something to actually stop him.

Following the moment, a mirage stepped out next to the Fakejaka which the real Jeff floated over to and applied a surge of energy to make it more feel like it was the real deal, then clearing some distance and floating more above him. 
[color=7ea7d8]"This one's right you know." [/color] The sage mirage motioned a hand at pointing at him. [color=7ea7d8]"In case you actually thought you looked cool, this is actually what you look like. Completely perfect representation if I say so myself."[/color]

The sage took note how his aura vanished when he attacked and hoped that the drug by this point was starting to wear down enough that he'd be able to bait out an attack. Jeff readied his focus on clearing out the space on Rajaka moved his arms out towards the direction he was in while at the same time readying the compressed wind spheres he hid in the forest.

Once his attack was out and going after him, he'd let the five bullets fly out and take aim for different arms joints, attempting to weaken them long enough to allow getting closer easier.