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The two fought in tandem, with one sweeping his feet and the other attacking from above. being forced to dodge in odd fashion often left him open for the same attack, or a similar variant. With how annoying this was becoming, it quickly dawned that he didn't need to just dodge. As the woman landed and ducked down to kick out his legs, he jumped into a spin, keeping himself horizontal in order to avoid the man's upper attack. As he did so, Usio lashed his foot out, catching her in the jaw and sending the woman sprawling. With some breathing room, he ran forward to the wall as the man was still focused on the fact that his partner was lying on the ground.

He didn't want to reveal the fact that he was a ninja until these two were taken care of, in case they had some kind of ace up their sleeve. Jumping forward, he pushed off the wall and back-flipped, landing a spinning kick on the shoulder of the man just as he turned his attention back to him. With his momentum halted, Usio placed a hand on the ground and twisted himself, landing a sweep of his own on the stunned hooligan. As he fell onto his back, Usio continued his spin and moved closer. He twisted and pushed himself to a handstand while grabbing the man's head. Dropping his leg, he slammed his knee into the man's head, knocking him out.

A cry of anger drew his attention to the woman, who had righted herself and was already in the process of charging him. Unable to stand up in time to defend, he pushed off the ground from his kneeling position and rolled out of the way until he could properly stand. With her attack missing it's mark, the woman growled and whipped around to face him. "Wait! Something's off about that guy!" The leader's warnings came too late as she took off towards him again. Well, if they suspected something, he might as well let them know for sure. Forming some hand-seals, he looked down at the ground, creating needles out of the earth. Tossing his dusters into the air, he waited for the woman to come close enough before doing a Kawarimi with his weapons. As he ascended in the air, he directed the needles to pierce her back before falling down and slamming his feet into her face when she reacted in pain.

It had been a while since he started staking out the store. The sun was beating down on him quite mercilessly today, and beads of sweat marred his brow. Wiping them away, Usio moved to stand in some shade. He didn't think to ask when the attacks normally occurred, so he was doomed to sit out here and keep watch. He could very well walk in and ask, but he didn't want to seem the fool. Of course, sitting out here and sweating didn't help his case either. Regardless, it seemed like his wait was over. A small group of about five...no, six people entered the shop, all dressed similarly to how the shop-keep described. Waiting for a little while, he stretched and made his way over, making sure to tuck away his headband.

He walked in just as the group were starting to get really rowdy. At the call of the manager, one of the group, a stout girl, walked over and grabbed him by the collar. "And who do you think you're talking to like that? We're your customers, ya know!" The group hollered in response, knowing where this was going. "As a matter of fact, I'm so insulted that you should reimburse us for our trouble. Otherwise, things might get real messy around here." Usio sighed. They hadn't noticed him, but he'd have to do something about this. He'd play the smug jackass for now. "Actually, as proprietor of this establishment, he reserves the right to refuse service to any individual or group that he so wishes. This means you lot, if you're too stupid to understand that."

All of them looked at him, angry at the jibe. Whoo boy. "What was that, you bastard?" Usio wasn't particularly quick-witted, but he planned out a conversation like this in his head as he milled around outside. "Oh, do you have a mental disability that keeps you from understanding what I say? If so, I apologize. It's never right to make fun of someone who is physically unable to keep up with others through no fault of their own. Of course, if you aren't mentally challenged...well, maybe you should get tested. Just in case." Each word he spoke dripped with sarcasm, slamming home the fact that he looked down on them and wished them no amount of good will.

Sighing, Usio grabbed the slip and placed it into his pocket. "What good does it do these idiots to bother people anyway? They upset people, the people hire us, we stop the troublemakers...what's the point?" Thoroughly perplexed, he steeled himself to teach the idiots a lesson and let the building.

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Hey, I have an open thread too. Plus, my other two threads are spoken for. Missions, and whenever Drift gets around to doing my herbalist thing.

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Pocketing the money, Usio said his goodbyes and left immediately to his favorite cafe. Damned if he wasn't going to enjoy the rest of his afternoon.

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