Akira couldn't even process the grip on his leg before he finds himself flying. He flails back, eyes wide as his bag only further cushions the impact that would normally break someone's spine in the process but the loudspeaker was gone. Collapsed into pieces- leaving him vulnerable as his head spun with a loud screeching noise echoing in the back. "...! You piece of-" He blinks out his shock as he does try to push himself up before he's suddenly closer- with a foot to his chest.
His silver eyes stare up to glare at him before they ease up a little as he notices the shift in weight. The foot was...definitely heavier than he anticipated but for a robot it felt light. So he wasn't going to kill him.
"Hmph," he scoffs as his other hand- still tucked away from the action now fiddles with his pocket. Its a move he's done multiple times. Switching to his own gallery was practically like muscle memory to him. "I would be some sort of masochist if I considered you of all people to be my toy for amusement," he rolls his eyes still at the murder robot. "Hah..." he heaves a deep breath to contain his jittery nerves, adrenaline coursing through.
He takes one glance at the picture on his phone before releasing both of his hands and connects them together. CLAP!
The air shifts around Falcon's foot and he vapourizes away- now snapping before one of the video-recorders having a certain red dot on its panel. He had made preparations before he approaching the robot after all. He took almost 20 minutes choosing the perfect drone for him and made note of every camera in the store before diving back 19 minutes prior to make all the decent arrangments just in case things would turn violent.
Seems like he had made the right call.
For a moment he touches the back of his skull- thankfully no blood comes but he knows there's a concussion here somewhere. He stumbles a little, catching his own balance as he now finds himself a few distant metres away from Falcon and this time- one of his hands tended to his gun tucked in his jeans. "Its funny- you can make wild assumptions about me; assumptions that have NO EVIDENCE backing them aside from you demonizing me but when I assume shit about you- judging from everything else that happened...suddenly you snap into anger."
"You know some things about my powers- that's all the reason why I have to stay in touch with you no matter how much I loath it."
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His silver eyes stare up to glare at him before they ease up a little as he notices the shift in weight. The foot was...definitely heavier than he anticipated but for a robot it felt light.
So he wasn't going to kill him.
"Hmph," he scoffs as his other hand- still tucked away from the action now fiddles with his pocket. Its a move he's done multiple times. Switching to his own gallery was practically like muscle memory to him. "I would be some sort of masochist if I considered you of all people to be my toy for amusement," he rolls his eyes still at the murder robot. "Hah..." he heaves a deep breath to contain his jittery nerves, adrenaline coursing through.
He takes one glance at the picture on his phone before releasing both of his hands and connects them together. CLAP!
The air shifts around Falcon's foot and he vapourizes away- now snapping before one of the video-recorders having a certain red dot on its panel. He had made preparations before he approaching the robot after all. He took almost 20 minutes choosing the perfect drone for him and made note of every camera in the store before diving back 19 minutes prior to make all the decent arrangments just in case things would turn violent.
Seems like he had made the right call.
For a moment he touches the back of his skull- thankfully no blood comes but he knows there's a concussion here somewhere. He stumbles a little, catching his own balance as he now finds himself a few distant metres away from Falcon and this time- one of his hands tended to his gun tucked in his jeans. "Its funny- you can make wild assumptions about me; assumptions that have NO EVIDENCE backing them aside from you demonizing me but when I assume shit about you- judging from everything else that happened...suddenly you snap into anger."
"You know some things about my powers- that's all the reason why I have to stay in touch with you no matter how much I loath it."