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In the sky, a dark creature with large wings flew through the clouds. It circled at first, giving it the appearance of a large vulture. Then, suddenly, it dove into the forest surrounding the City. With its landing the sound of thunder sounded in the area. He had landed. Those familiar with him would know the distinctive sound of his thunder. It was his way of checking if anyone he knew was nearby.

As the creature stepped out of the bushes, it could be identified as a man. He found a deer path through the forest and decided to follow it. Perhaps he would find a road? He waled through, a straw hat on his head, two large holes in the back of his yukata. The holes showed his thick back muscles and the scars carved into them. He no longer had the wings, as they retracted back into his body. He continued to follow the deer path, hearing the sound of chirping bugs. The aroma of the wildflowers was powerfully pleasurable.

He found the road. It was the one he saw from the sky, a long road towards the city gates. He followed it, the wind blowing his white scarf behind his slow-moving body. He began to approach the gate, wondering if any guards would stop him.

Bolt was allowed in. He did have weapons, but he was no threat to them. As he walked down the street he would come up to random people, asking them questions. He asked a nearby fisherman, "Is there a tournament coming up?" The guy didn't like him, so he didn't answer. Bolt was shocked, so he walked around looking for somone kind.

Dash, completely caught off guard, flings himself from his seat to a secure position under the table. It's just an instinct of his to dive for cover upon hearing loud noises. He glances in the direction of the disturbance and spots the culprit. Emitting a deep sigh, he rolls his eyes and attempts to stand. The result: A "bang" of his own. This one is skull against wood. "Sonuva..."

Whatever string of expletives Dash was intending on spewing was quickly silenced as he watched in horror as his mashed potatoes hit the ground with an effect similar to a papertowel commercial. "..."

Dash is in sheer awe. He stares at the mess of potatoes before him. He reaches forward, his hand trembling, and collects some of the potatoes on his fingers. He brings then examines thems, his eyes welling up with tears. "No..." Dash returns to his feet, picking up the now emptied styrofoam tub with his other hand. "No..."

Dash manages to crush the styrofoam tub in his hand rather easily. "NOOOOOOOO-OoOF!" The man's anquished scream was abruptly cut off as the weight of the lady knocks him off balance and onto the ground. He addresses the individual who collided with him in a rather calm tone, considering that deep inside, he's seething with rage.

"I would like to know what the person solely responsible for ruining both my lunch AND my day over the span of 15 seconds is named."