He'd found her scent upon the borders some weeks ago. She was hiding there. She was hiding with Snake in his little car. No..He didn't have the car any more..It was burned down.. Daisuke wondered where his little Snake had been staying since Daisuke had advised that he find somewhere more comfortable to sleep rather than sleeping on the floor, or on a rock slab like he had been doing (or that's what Daisuke thought, he didn't actually know what the man had been sleeping in or on.) or whatever the man had been doing as far as sleeping arrangements went. He had worried about his friend from some time now, but never found himself seeking out the man because of the confrontation he had with the man's alleged "mate". In the back of his mind, Snake had moved on and was with this woman, but the dominate part of his brain was in denial, telling him that the woman was lying to him, and she was just a stupid bitch of a liar. Now that he was finding her scent around Inferni had been unsettling to him, and he couldn't find himself staying away very much longer.
He smoked a few joints before he had moved across the Styx river (the other side was Inferni territory officially, and he lived on the unclaimed side of the river) and he would get his muddy form onto the shore. The golden brute held his largest Optime form, though the man would walk on his fours still, finding his height to be easily seen if he was to stand on his two legs. He held no weapon, Snake breaking his blades a months back, and Daisuke never knowing how to really fix them. It didn't matter, all he would need would be his teeth, his claws, and his fists and legs. He could work with hand to hand combat, if not then hand to whatever weapon someone wanted to pull out on him. There was no fear within the man right now. Someone would have to teach the 225 pound mass of muscle some sort of lesson, even though they would really be wasting their time since Daisuke didn't really learn lessons from being beat up. He just figured he lost a game.
Daisuke shook his fur from the mud and the water that clung to it as he had started to move through the burnt lands. He made sure his last joint didn't get wet as he had moved out of the water and onto land. He did not touch his joint yet until he shook it dry. Then he would take it within his pierced maw and take a lighter and light the end of it. He inhaled the smoke and walked on, this time rising to his hind legs. Once he had found himself a good tree to sit under, he had sat under it, and finished his joint. With him being on the lands for a good twenty minutes, his joint long gone by that time, he would wonder where everyone was. He would get up again, and start to move his golden form through the wooded area, the sun bouncing off of his sun-colored pelt as he would walk through the forest, a stupid stoned grin sitting on his stupid maw. Someone please come and knock the shit out of this bastard. You'd be doing him a favor.
Daisuke Speaks
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