[Closed] Your helmet has fish fins Bass.

[morethanabot]

Characters: Rock and Bass
Content: Rock and Bass meet up in the festival. Something is going to ensue.
Setting: Around the stalls of the festival
Time: Last day of Hana
Warnings: Bass was created to destroy Rock. So I'm just going to say violence. Maybe.

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[strongest_robot]

There was another young man in for the festival, though he wouldn't be caught dead doing anything like catching sky flowers in a basket

[morethanabot]

Rock own tats began to itch, though he pretty much thought it was cause of the bandages.

He looked around and saw the silver-haired, young man picking on the dart game guy. Heading over towards the direction that Bass was going, he yelled out.

"Hey! You shouldn't be making a disturbance like that!"

[strongest_robot]

Bass froze in mid-step, and for a long moment he said nothing. Then suddenly he whirled around and turned his red-eyed glare on Rock. "Who the hell asked for your opinion anyway? Does your mommy know you're out on your own?"

The silver-haired man then grinned, but it showed more teeth than good cheer. "You are so getting in over your head if you're trying to boss me around. Get lost already!" Apparently, he decided the topic was closed because he immediately turned his back to Rock and began to walk off.

"Honestly...kids these days."

[morethanabot]

Kid. Man why does everyone think he was a kid! He was sixteen, gosh, darnit to heck! Though the man was right, no one had asked for his opinion. And the toothiness of the smile, was a bit unnerving, especially with those tattoos.

The boy began to follow Bass. "It's still not nice. We're all here for a good time right? So we should at least try to be good!"

The Convoy was hired as security for the festival, so even if it was the last day, Rock had a job to do.

[strongest_robot]

Bass continued to walk off, aiming to cut across an abandoned lot when he heard the sound of somebody talking. Somebody familiar talking.

"Did I stutter or something?" he asked, seemingly out of the blue. Green fire appeared at his fingertips and begin to lick up his forearms as if carried by some unseen breeze. Then he whirled abruptly and threw his hands into the air, creating a dramatic (if harmless) burst of fire above his head that cast eerie-looking shadows on his face. That same creepy smile probably wasn't helping matters.

"GET LOST!"

The fire abruptly sputtered out once the show was over, and Bass turned to continue on his way. Surely that got his point across! "Wonder if they've still got any fireworks..." he mused aloud. "I could go for some of those charcoal snakes right about now."

Late late late late late late!

[morethanabot]

"Not really!" The fire did make Rock stumble backwards though, and fall on his ass a though.

In fact, Bass's loud voice, fire display, and that smile plain unnevered the kid. However, he got himself back up and followed after Bass, a minute later, this time trying to be stealthy.