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Damian stopped as Edward blocked his way. He simply yawned as the older boy started to nag about his "mess" he made when he played his little "game".

"I'm not letting you go out there alone your to much of a BABY....to..go out on your own.....Ryan! Jonathan! Let's go!"

"A baby you say hmm?" he murmured, before kicking his stomach, just to get him out of the way. "Move, you're blocking the door." he muttered. Nobody was going to interfere with his game. If they did, he'll simply get rid of them as well. Damian looked down at his ring, before tossing it up in the air, and catching it. "Mmmm I wonder who's going to be my first prey.." he thought outloud, licking his lips.

(Is it okay, if he kicked him instead? :D]

He headed towards the busy streets of the city, looking around. He really didnt like looking for his prey, he liked it better when they came to him. Stuffing his hands in his pocket, Damian spun around, walking backwards. There was a small thud, as he bumped into someone. Tilting his head back, it took him a second to realize who it was. "Ah.... hello. How have you been?" he asked.

A man in a long black coat peered down at him. "I think we have enough of your little game of tag."

"Oh? But I find it pretty interesting. It doesnt have to be tag... hmm how about cops and robbers.. eh?" Damian chuckled, before grabbing the man's wrist. "Oya... please watch yourself with those needles." He twisted the man's arm taking the needle from him before tossing it into a garbage can. "Lets play our usual game. I run, and you... chase after me. Sounds good?" Before the man can answer, Damian disappeared into the crowd. He was sure they can find him... What fun would it be if he wasnt caught at least once.. right?