[center][h2][color=CAB8B6]Tosai “Fret” Furesawa[/color][/h2][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/916504220075720725/916518484614197298/E2EF6ECA-E8AA-4B9F-83C3-506072E6B0C2.png[/img][h3][color=CAB8B6]Fret’s fit as a fiddle.[/color][/h3][/center]
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[center]What was Fret doing during the writer’s hiatus? Well, long story short, he had been helping civilians down low.

But, as Firefly zipped past, Fret leaped out of the way with ease, grabbing the woman he was helping and pulling her along. Good god, that was close - too close! As the newcomer went and acted on his own whims, Fret winced upon Combustible’s impact with the ground. To put the Player’s thoughts lightly - ouch.

He couldn’t just leave things to fester, now! But then there was the matter of the civilians… agh, decisions, decisions! 

Just - dammit, forget it all! Looking to his fellow teammates, Fret put down the woman gently, and called out as he floated upwards; [color=CAB8B6]“I’ll be riiight back!”[/color]

Fret, Fret, sweet Fret; you are a fucking dumbass.

Once he reached the folks up on the building, he made sure not to interfere with those already coming right at Firefly… okay, Furesawa’s gotta admit - this villain guy, as bad as he may be, looks SOOOOO cool! But, wait, that’s not the point! Mentally slapping sense into himself, Fret then aimed right at Firefly, before shooting out bullets from his hands. Should he manage to keep it up long enough, a large bullet would come out - strong enough to possibly throw Firefly back.
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