Post by Hitoshi Slade on Apr 10, 2019 1:57:29 GMT
Ahhh, the park. There was nothing quite like sitting on a bench with a bag of bird seed, another smaller thing of dog treats, Border Collie at your side... You know, stereotypical old man behavior. The old man would smile, put his hand into the bird seed bag, pull a little out, and spread it in front of him to watch the birds come picking. The dog that sat beside him on the bench had his head in the old man's lap, watching the birds as well. Every so often, he would get a treat for being a good boy. But this was how Hitoshi Slade, better known by his Hero Name: Gunsmoke, spent some quiet afternoons.
He hadn't checked his phone today, he was still technically at least semi-retired so nobody should need him. It was a nice quiet day... But he felt someone getting close. Training kicked in, but he kept up with feeding the birds. He wouldn't want to disappoint them. "There ya go, lil things. Whaddaya say, Toshio? I think ya need another treat as well. Yer doin' real well." He'd wait for the person approaching to say or do something, no sense in freaking them out. He had his sidearm and knife just in case, but hopefully he wouldn't need it.
He hadn't checked his phone today, he was still technically at least semi-retired so nobody should need him. It was a nice quiet day... But he felt someone getting close. Training kicked in, but he kept up with feeding the birds. He wouldn't want to disappoint them. "There ya go, lil things. Whaddaya say, Toshio? I think ya need another treat as well. Yer doin' real well." He'd wait for the person approaching to say or do something, no sense in freaking them out. He had his sidearm and knife just in case, but hopefully he wouldn't need it.