It takes a moment of squinting to be sure, given the way the air practically writhes from the heat, but he can make out what looks like a human hand. Easy enough connecting the dots once he's clarified that. It's just some weirdo deciding to wander around with a trash bag covering him.
Gen huffs an exhale before hurling another bolt at the 'loser,' where it bonks off his shoulder. ]
The hell's wrong with you.
[ Said as Gen tosses a third little bolt in his hand, like he's preparing it for another toss. He's standing in the shade of a little awning just outside the factory, but it's still hot enough that his shirt's splotchy with damp and sweat's dripping into his eyes as he scowls. ]
You make a hobby of running around in shitty costumes?
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It takes a moment of squinting to be sure, given the way the air practically writhes from the heat, but he can make out what looks like a human hand. Easy enough connecting the dots once he's clarified that. It's just some weirdo deciding to wander around with a trash bag covering him.
Gen huffs an exhale before hurling another bolt at the 'loser,' where it bonks off his shoulder. ]
The hell's wrong with you.
[ Said as Gen tosses a third little bolt in his hand, like he's preparing it for another toss. He's standing in the shade of a little awning just outside the factory, but it's still hot enough that his shirt's splotchy with damp and sweat's dripping into his eyes as he scowls. ]
You make a hobby of running around in shitty costumes?