10-25-2014, 10:59 PM
Oisin simply smiled. "Have it your way, then." His hand reached inside his pocket, pulling a syringe out all while his other hand moved quickly to grasp the teen by his shoulder, holding him firmly in place. For a figure that towered largely than the smaller athlete, it was certain to be quite the struggle to shake the firm grip off. The syringe would dig itself into the boy's neck. "If I can't find him because of your ignorance, I'll make use of you instead. Nighty-night." The liquid began to inject itself inside.