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[b]“Hanh?! What’s the hold up here?”[/b] A voice sounded from behind the others, belligerent and bold.

The middle-aged badge inspector screwed his face up, still trying to make out whether the badge before him had all the necessary details and identification. It was bent out of shape, had more than a couple of dried stains on it, and the central ‘A’ looked more like an ‘B’ due to a deep slash within the surface. Undoubtedly, it was a badge of the Hensia Artifact Hunter’s League, but was it [i]that man's[/i] badge?

One of those stains looked suspiciously like blood…

[b]“Fuck ya looking at?”[/b] The thug leaned in closer, jutting out his lower jaw. [b]“Hensia’s got dis-cri-mi-na-to-ry practices now or somethin’? Speak the fuck up, man!”[/b]

[b]“You don’t live in Hensia, do you? I’m not certain where you got this badge from, but we’re issuing temporary licenses as well, so i-”[/b]

[b]“Oh, this is RICH!”[/b] The thug snatched the badge out of the man’s hand, stuffing it into his pockets before pushing pass. [b]“I don’t know what the fuck you’re on about, but what I do know is that my badge is 100% clean! Go piss someone else off!”[/b] Without stopping, the red-haired youth powered on through…only to stop at the small crowd that had formed for absolutely no reason whatsoever.

One…two…three…yeah, that’s more than what he’s willing to count up to. And with that tincan over there, there’s not a rat’s ass in hell that anyone could double up with him anyhow.

[b]“Dunno what sorta clown shit y’all are up to, but those elevators aren’t gonna fit much more than tinman there. Get gone or step aside, yea?”[/b]

He spat off to the side, then strode right towards the group. Either they’d part or he’d shoulder past; Oribara didn’t give a fuck right now.