[center][h2][b]FLASHER[/b][/h2][/center]

He was just finishing writing the last of the days emails to the publishers of his photos. Last night wasn't so good, he was expecting this night to be a lot better. He lighted a smoke as the mail was uploading the photos and prepared the cameras, the flash system and cleaned the Wakizashi. 

Daryl threw away the cigarette butt and put on the mask as the sun was going down his apartment's window. Flasher was ready for some action. He had been doing the same for 2 years now as a Ronin: Patroling and checking social media to look for Oni and fellow Ronin. Fighting and Photographing; the two things he enjoyed the most. Tonight wasn't any different, some kid was reporting a situation on Orob Territory. [color=gold]"Great, tonight's gonna be a good night"[/color] he said to himself. He was riding his motorcycle; black with white stripes just as his Ronin garbs. 

As he was approaching the location he saw an Ice cream truck crossing the next intersection at full speed. [color=gold]"Destructo's already here"[/color]. He parked his motorcycle and walked the rest of the way. Flasher had already readied the camera and was zooming on Destructo getting ready to smash the Oni's face.

[@Spike]