[right][h1][color=lightsteelblue]Mizuki Kichiro[/color][/h1][/right][hr]
Unpowered flight was not exactly a [i]new[/i] experience to Kichiro, the lack of novelty never did make it a welcome experience. The follow-up explosions in the wake of him standing himself up after being throw across a warehouse by a tree were a new and exciting experience, complete with ringing in his ears and remembering just how lucky he was to only have one set of those at the moment.

This whole operation was shot through, and now the cops were here. And they had probably heard the very not quiet explosion.

Mrs. Yokoi had the right idea though. Wounded and the rocks, and one of the Americans had already grabbed a rock, leaving the injured. Well, and anyone who hadn't yet realized they needed to [i]go[/i]. And probably take the aggressive flora with them. Leaving it for the police would be problematic...

And now the ringing in his ears sounded like someone talking, that was a great addition to the whole sensation, really. Just keep moving though, that's all that there was to do. Check surroundings: two injured, there was already someone on each. Yurei, mostly dissipated. Unstable, aggressive flora, not so dissipated.
[color=lightsteelblue]"You guys deal with that, make sure out friends outside have something to keep them busy. It would be much better for them to chase after some punk than all die to a tree"[/color] and with those few parting words and a look the the remaining members of the Japanese branch, he darted out the front door.

Out the door he made sure to do two very important things. Find out where the officers were, and then, start running once he knew they caught a glimpse. Try to avoid letting them get a good look at his face, but they could stare at the back of his head all night if they liked.
But the running was the important part. It was very important to look suspicious.