He wondered when the man had learned about the whereabouts of said leader, but then his mind wandered off to imagining what this leader looked like. What he got was someone along the lines of a delinquent, so an older teenager with either a soul patch or five o'clock shadow, or any other facial hair of those sorts. Just something that was tough looking. For his apparel, he was thinking something along the lines if a black leather, whether it his pants or a jacket.
Seeing as how Mitsuo was running around, he was guessing that he was leading. He was following him on horseback throughout motor city. When he stopped he hopped off and followed him. "Doesn't look like a really cool hideout. Race you in!" Letting his kid side out, he had rushed in, into a room filled with kids, most of them surrounded a teenager that was playing cards. "Who's the boss here?"
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Seeing as how Mitsuo was running around, he was guessing that he was leading. He was following him on horseback throughout motor city. When he stopped he hopped off and followed him. "Doesn't look like a really cool hideout. Race you in!" Letting his kid side out, he had rushed in, into a room filled with kids, most of them surrounded a teenager that was playing cards. "Who's the boss here?"
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