Akem
Akem raised an eyebrow at the girl as she called him a hobo, then he realized how he looked and nodded twice in understatement. He, honestly, didn't want to go help this girl for more than one reason. One; she was a human and - though Akem admired the life of humans as it's so peaceful and lazy - humans were beneath him for obvious reasons. Letting out a sigh, he was about to go and help the girl, but then a familiar face showed up.
"Is that greed I smell?" Akem said with a lazy smirk, but dropped it when he noticed she obviously wasn't paying attention and was just glaring at the girl. A short moment later, a very greedy and envious follower showed up and obviously voiced her jealously. "Well," He started, bouncing on his toes slightly before leaning her way. He's always leaning toward people when he talks to them. "Let's see. Oh! It looks like we have giant chickens from hell terrorizing the damned city. Is that not obvious? It doesn't really make a difference, seeing as all the people these beast may be killing are going to die eventually, but this is really ruining my peace of mind."
Akem paused as he saw the guy walking toward the girl and the giant chicken. The Girl and the Giant Chicken. The thought came to mind so randomly, so out of place, but for whatever odd reason - be it the huff of the joint from the stoner or the fact that he had a good nights sleep earlier - Akem thought that The Girl and the Giant Chicken would be a cool movie. Like The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. Or some other movie with a weird and confusing title. Like Jack and the Bean Stock. Akem had no idea that was about a boy and an actual bean stock. He though it was going to be about something completely different. Clearly, he was wrong.
Anyways, Akem paused speaking when he saw the guy walking toward the girl and the chicken. "Now, if you excuse me, I need to go catch a girl being dropped by a giant chicken." He gave a smirk and a bow before strolling over. He just walked, in no hurry, and somehow or another made it to the chicken just in time for the guy to shoot it in the head and the girl to land in his arms. As soon as the girl touched his arms, Akem sat her up right on the ground. Once shot, through the head, the giant chicken was freaking out. It was up to Akem now.
He pushed the girl away and jumped on the chicken. It was hard at first, the beast flapping it's wings and running around. It really is true that a chicken without a head will dance. Though, this chicken has it's head, it's not intact. Now, picture this. A 5 foot 9 inch skinny guy who looks homeless and has no shoes on jumps on a giant chicken over 10 times the size of a normal hen. This guy's not really strong, but he's tactical. He knows what he's doing. This is Akem. He jumped on the flailing chicken and wrapped his arms around its neck making a hushed coeing sound trying to calm the monster down. It calms the thing down slightly, but not enough. Akem has to take action. He tugs the chicken down as much as he can, but it doesn't really do anything. He climbs his way up to straddle the chicken like a rider to his horse.
"Tilly-hoe!!" Akem says in a joking matter before going semi-serious again. If only he could find a way to smash it's head or break it's neck. That put the thing down in a heartbeat. "Find a way to break it's neck or smash it's head!" Akem calls out to those who are near to come up with a plan as he rides it like a giant doggy.