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Checking his tablet for any updates, Okenite was still hesitantly getting used to the slow return of a normal weather pattern in the city again after what had been going on. While he was still getting the hang of things, he disliked how close he had to get to people to drain them.

One of the few plus sides he had, at least, from what he could tell, was that the fact his weapon was a briefcase made it easier to say he was just a businessman from out of town and asking for directions. Always polite and shaking people's hands, he would drain a little bit at a time. It wasn't much different than how he had to keep up with his polite demeanour in front of students as well as the department head.

Keeping his head down and focusing on work, he slowly wandered towards a bus stop where someone had fallen asleep on the bench in the glass little structure that kept the rain off of people. Sitting down next to them, while trying to wake them, he rested his briefcase on his lap as he reached over slyly and tried to drain a little off of the snoring man. It took a lot of focus, something he found slightly frustrating, but a job well done required time and practice.

At first, things seemed to be going okay, but then someone started to get close. They didn't feel like Lavendulan, nor did they look like any agent, but what she'd told him came to mind. It wasn't as hard to pick that feeling they gave out, and he wondered if this was a senshi from order that he'd been warned about.

He'd started standing up to try and move away from the sleeping civilian, but when his feet hit the ground, he found it unstable and staggered slightly. That didn't bode well... It meant he couldn't just make a break for it without potentially falling on his face, and that senshi would probably be on him. Laven had told him the senshi were dangerous, and he didn't doubt what his friend and general had said.

Holding his briefcase up, trying to stop the rocks that were pelting him, he took a few steps away from the bus stop and a bit further from the senshi in hopes that it might get him to more stable ground. It wasn't easy, though, and he took a peek from behind his briefcase at the woman. They were rather rude, interrupting his job when he wasn't even hurting anyone.

"Stop that," he called out, trying not to let it sound like a whine as a rock hit him square in the face once he'd moved his briefcase. Thinking on it, as he felt its weight in his hand. He figured if they weren't going to listen to him, then maybe he could distract them.

Raising an arm up to keep more rocks out of his face, he threw the briefcase at them once he made sure it was locked. It wasn't terribly heavy, but he figured it would shock them enough to give him the chance to run. He'd have to talk to Laven about this because he wasn't exactly sure he liked this part of the job.

Okenite didn't need to be told twice, but as he tried to run, he felt an even harsher and stronger force of things pummeling him as he held his arms over his head to keep from getting a concussion.

For more than a few moments, it felt like he was running in space as he frantically tried getting further away. Sliding and ending up down on a knee, he looked back at the woman and felt a chill from their glare. Nope, not something he wanted to deal with, and he scrambled more until he was able to kick off the ground and get away. He had his briefcase again,n but also had mud and twigs stuck all in his hair.

Home sounded like a good idea, then he would talk to Lavendulan on what to do because this wasn't what he had been expecting when he'd accepted the job offer.