[Harding was expecting that and yet he wasn't. He almost tackles Okuyasu and winds up with an armful of air and a hard pang in his side.]
You little fuck—
[Wait, why is he doing this again? He's the chief of police. He has methods, for goodness sake.]
Chew on this.
[He narrows his eyes at Okuyasu, who's about halfway across the street by now, and snaps his fingers. Mentally, he has the kid all lined up for a stage three Tranquilization, but as groggy and hungover as Harding is right now, it doesn't click. Instead, unbeknownst to both of them, he hits Okuyasu with a whopping stage five. A force sweeps over Okuyasu's mind, wiping out every bit of resistance and emotion — every part of him that makes Okuyasu Okuyasu — like a strong, calming wave. Like flicking a light switch off.]
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You little fuck—
[Wait, why is he doing this again? He's the chief of police. He has methods, for goodness sake.]
Chew on this.
[He narrows his eyes at Okuyasu, who's about halfway across the street by now, and snaps his fingers. Mentally, he has the kid all lined up for a stage three Tranquilization, but as groggy and hungover as Harding is right now, it doesn't click. Instead, unbeknownst to both of them, he hits Okuyasu with a whopping stage five. A force sweeps over Okuyasu's mind, wiping out every bit of resistance and emotion — every part of him that makes Okuyasu Okuyasu — like a strong, calming wave. Like flicking a light switch off.]