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As he turned around, remembering the experience fondly, he saw a girl circled by a couple of shady looking characters. This was a job that he would be more than please to do. He got up from his chair, the creaking of the chair possibly the most obnoxious thing to ever grace the mall. He slowly made his way to the little circle, the soft cries of the girl put down by the evil snickering of those vile adolescent males.
"I really have to go", the soft, female voice whimpered, "just leave me alone."
"Ah, but we just wanted to have some fun, it won't be long." This guy was terrible at being non-chalant, he wan't even being creepy right. He tapped the closest pervs shoulder.
"Hey, is there a problem?"
The guy turned around, "get lost you-"
His line was interrupted by a swift punch to the face. As he dropped to the ground, the thud of his body attracting the attention of everybody else in the area. A security guard turned, and was met with the fierce gaze of one Kuma Ito. He turned back to the four, now surprised dorks.
"I wasn't talking to you." One rushed him, leaning back for a punch. It connected with Kuma's open hand. He twisted the arm, pulling the sap into him, then picking him up over his head. "MANNERS DUDES!" He chucked the whelp at the group, then took his boxing stance. "YOU WANNA GO PUNK?" He bobbed back and forth as they picked up their two fallen accomplices and left.
He turned to the girl and before she could saying anything, he looked to her and said something he would always say to those in need, "Your welcome."
He then started walking down one of the many lanes in the Armory.
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