Orientation was something Insouke had, unfortunately, not yet been forced to attend due to having arrived truly not that long ago. Released to go find whatever a 'motel' was in the Down to get his belongings. He'd sort of been on his way there, but it was hard to focus with all the glowing lights and attractions for someone with the brain the size of a roasted peanut.
For a moment he twitches on the ground and the guards start to pull away, one pulling out their ticketbook for citations to start writing... and suddenly Inosuke is on his feet and turning toward them.
"A cheap shot... I haven't been struck by someone from behind in some time!" He cracks his knuckles before swinging his arm back---just to get tazed again, though this time in the chest. When he falls back to the ground he's mostly unmoving and silent... minus the occasional twitch of a limb.
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Date: 2021-06-04 06:19 pm (UTC)For a moment he twitches on the ground and the guards start to pull away, one pulling out their ticketbook for citations to start writing... and suddenly Inosuke is on his feet and turning toward them.
"A cheap shot... I haven't been struck by someone from behind in some time!" He cracks his knuckles before swinging his arm back---just to get tazed again, though this time in the chest. When he falls back to the ground he's mostly unmoving and silent... minus the occasional twitch of a limb.