Shiki was suddenly in front of the man, a pistol against the taller males chest.<br/><br/>"I believe, your going the wrong way." Shiki mused with a grin, poking the other man in the chest again, hinting that he'd better turn around.<br/><br/>"If you want to try and escape, do it while I'm NOT right in front of you with a firearm, neh?"<br/><br/>The hair stylist cackled from behind them.<br/>"You got yerself a live one, eh little Shiki!"<br/>Shiki growled under his breath at her words.