Stranger Danger (Rager)

It was a long day of scrubbing cars down,painting,stripping,sanding,tweaking and tuning. Yasuo was hard at work from 4 in the morning all the way up until about 3 in the evening. Eleven hours of work took a lot out of him somehow. You'd think after two thousand years of work, you become somewhat immune to the effects of rest. Especially when your an angel, well that's besides the point. Once Yasuo arrived at his home he passed out, several hours later he looks outside to see pitch black. Damn, It ain't daytime yet. So it's safe to say I just took a little cat nap.. Yasuo liked to sleep in only his boxers. Tonight he was feeling even lazier an didn't want to get dressed much. He rises and moves off his bed, he stands up and lets out a huge yawn as he rubs his eyes. He finds a pair of black basketball shorts, he pulls them up then he finds a pair of black jeans and pulls them up over the shorts. He throws on a wife beater and a black t-shirt, he rummages through his closet for a black hoodie and throws it on.. Tonight is a black out night.. Although I can feel something weird will happen tonight.. His thoughts still struggling to get together after having woken up from a blissful nap. Yasuo walks over to his bathroom and slides open the medicine cabinet an pulls out a little bag filled with a green substance. He walks back into his room and pulls out a blue and green bong, he packs the bong with the weed. He grabs a blue lighter from ontop of his dresser which is adjacent to his bed. He tries to ignite the lighter but it fails. Almost out... He tries a few more times until he gets a flame going. He lights the weed until he gets a good cherry going. He begins to inhale as the water in the bong bubbles furiously. The smoke coming into his lungs froths, the feeling is great, the bud is delicious. He then exhales out a smokescreen of smoke. Yasuo does this a few more times until the weed has been completely burnt out. Yasuo sets the bong aside and gets up. Stretching once more he feels content. Yasuo searches his room for his brush, once he finds it he brushes his blond hair getting a small wavelike pattern going. He proceeds for the door of his apartment. Damn, getting pretty hungry.. Should probably grab a bite to eat.. Yasuo manages to get halfway through the door before realizing his eyes are bloodshot. He searches his pants pockets and finds eyedrops. He applies about three drops to each eye. The cool clear fluid makes contact with his dry emerald eyes. Each drop reverting his eyes from blood red to snow white slowly drop by drop. Once done he continues on his way to find something to devour...

Yasuo boards a train at the subway station, he looks around in fascination. I am sooo high right now. These are the only thoughts that Yasuo can muster up. He checks his wallet, he has about 25$ on him, just enough to get something delicious from a deli or so. Yasuo looks around the train as it speed through the dark subway tunnel. Every time the train enters and exits a station it flashes from darkness to light. Things begin to get unusually awkward on the train, only due to the fact that a homeless man began to urinate on a young child.. So Yasuo decides to depart from the train in a hurry. I'm better off searching on foot... Yasuo pulls up his hood over his head and zips up his hoodie halfway. He proceeds up the stairwell toward the surface world. Once he hits the surface the cold air hits his face like a brick. Colder than I thought.. Yasuo begins to walk until he comes up to a street vendor a couple yards from him. The light radiating from the vendors cart looks like it would provide some sort of heat.. Something Yasuo desperately wanted until he could get used to the weather. Once he arrived, Yasuo observed the wares that were being sold, everything was sharp or pointy of some sort.. Ah, It's safe to assume that I'm in the slums! Yasuo was still high, but he didn't care much.. He turned to his right and looked right above the woman next to him. How did I not notice her...

Thickness, that is all it was, basically a wall. It was ridiculous, in the confines of his mind it felt like a fog and he was walking around aimlessly. The moment the woman's arm made contact with the table, Yasuo could tell something was not going to go in her favor and he was right. She had unexpectedly knocked over the store vendors belongings on the table. Yasuo immediately took a step or so back. His high was wearing off and he was coming back to a more clear and focused state of mind. Things were clearing up and he knew he would now be able to hold a decent conversation with the woman. Yasuo went to bend down to help the lady, but it was evident that she wanted to do things swiftly, so instead he stayed standing. The first thing he did was observe the lady from what she was wearing to the way she was standing. He wanted to overthink things, he wanted to be observant. Looks can be deceiving he was in the 'underground' she could have been a theif or even a prostitute.. Which when you think about it is still a bad profession. Yasuo tried not to stare her down, but also didn't want to put on a bad impression. Yasuo tried to focus in on the young female's mind, he tried to read her mind, but he knew he couldn't read minds anymore.. If only, if only I could read minds again, things would be so much simpler.. Having to ask for information takes time and I'd rather not.. Things are so unclear right now, trying to read a mind is impossible in my current state..

Yasuo took a few steps forward and began walking, he walked right by the woman. He had a feeling that she might follow him, his hopes were set on that, so he went with his gut feeling and proceeded to walk up the street

As Yasuo continues walking at his slothful pace he hears words being uttered."Excuse me, why were you staring at me?" This exact question lingered in his mind, there was no reason for it to linger though. Yasuo wasn't very much in the right state of mind to answer questions and such, but if he had to he would. He slowed his pace until he was at a complete halt. Bitch, don't kill my vibe.. What to say, what to say.. Um, I was staring at you because I was high? No... I wasn't staring at you, I was staring past you.. No, too obvious. I've only got one last option for the heat of the moment.. Without consulting himself mentally Yasuo crossed his arms and turned around.

I'm terribly sorry, it's not every night like this that someone comes across someone as beautiful as you. I did not mean to stare and become a bother, initially I wanted to say something, but I guess you can say 'the cat got my tongue'. Did I seriously just let myself say that... Yasuo himself was confused at his actions. He decided maybe he should have some fun, work up his appetite. Yasuo decided he would try to turn her into a new friend. He had many friends, but none were as.. special as she.. The one thing that bugged Yasuo at the moment was, why this lady was walking around at such late hours, by herself.. He decided to hold his tongue on that thought only because he wouldn't want to spark her to say 'I'm a grown woman and I don't need no man' those types annoyed the patience right out of Yasuo.

Yasuo stood there with his arms crossed. As she stared him down he didn't seem to mind, he simply waited for her too speak up and reply to his statement. What she said was something he wasn't expecting is it really because you're on drugs?. On the exterior Yasuo kept his smile on, an continued to look at her. Although on the inside his thoughts were going off. How can she tell I'm high? Wait she didn't ask if I'm high! Then again something must have led her to believe that i'm under the influence. My eyes are golden I remember taking care of that before I left. What else, I wonder if I reek of ganja.. That definitely has to be in.. Damn, I knew I should have used cologne or something before I left. Yasuo felt the need to smack himself in the head for committing an 'amateur' mistake. Yasuo was more caught in the moment more than anything else.

Aside from his lingering thoughts, Yasuo snapped out of his trance as he noticed the woman move. She extended out her arm, this was something unusual. Yasuo once again re-entered into thought about how he could seize this chance. He thought about how he could try to 'scare' her, but Yasuo would rather not deal with the authority.. Then again in a neighborhood like this, who would come to his or her aide if something were to go wrong. So acting off of impulse, Yasuo extended his arm also and shook her hand. He decided it would be much easier to play it safe. The size difference between her hand and his hand was obvious as Yasuo's hand practically swallowed the young females.. Metaphorically.

Yasuo was happy that the conversation was going down the correct way. At least as far as he cared, he still had not messed up things. So what brings you in these parts of the subway?. This was an interesting question. For a brief moment Yasuo forgot why he had come down into the 'underground' part of town. There wasn't much to see except for violence probably, illegal transactions, rape and more violence. Fortunately none of that was happening near Yasuo or the other person. Well, I was just um.. wandering and I happen to land on the train coming in this direction. There was a bit of... unsettling business on the train, so i disembarked as soon as I could. Found the nearest set of steps and proceeded up them. After a couple minutes of walking I happen to come across the vendor and you. By the way. What's your name? Yasuo was comfortable with her asking the questions. This allowed him to stay aware of things.. Being high and interrogated weren't supposed to go hand in hand, but he could make due.

Yasuo and Noir, damn I like the sound of that. Yasuo said as he looked at Noir straight in the eyes with a small smile. Obviously giving his name off. He was still under the influence, but to Noir it would have been hard to notice. To Yasuo it would be a little disheartening, only because he loved the feeling as it helped him open up to more conversation whenever it is he and another. One-on-One. The mood was alright between the two, but Yasuo felt like he could amp it up, if he could get Noir to open up a little more. Yasuo needed to work on a series of things first. The first thing he should do is get them to a place where they could talk and not worry about someone interrupting,stabbing,maiming,assaulting or trying to do any type of explicit act. I should bring her to a fast food restaurant or a restaurant or something, someone relatively safe and where it is easier to communicate and not worry about my well-.. Her well-being. Yasuo needed to put his plan in motion