[Kicking his board up into his waiting palm, Kid puts Beelzebub away with a crackle of black tendrils capped by what appear to be stylized skulls emitting from his palm.
The skateboard disappears, and after a moment, he begins to unbutton his coat.]
That's a reasonable request.
[He's just going to... unholster a pair of heavy handguns from inside his coat now.]
no subject
The skateboard disappears, and after a moment, he begins to unbutton his coat.]
That's a reasonable request.
[He's just going to... unholster a pair of heavy handguns from inside his coat now.]