<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/gundam/images/9/96/Biscuit_Griffon.png/revision/latest?cb=20150716060003)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Benjamin Stewart AKA: Biscuit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>School Parking Lot.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Second Day, Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>, Natsuki, Open.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Boots, Blue Jeans, Oil stained Harley Shirt, Old Military Field Cap.<br/><strong>Note:</strong>Huh? A problem?....<strong>RUN AWAY RUN AWAY!!! </strong><br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Biscuit wasn't trying to beat Natsuki at her game, he was honestly trying to help her. Which probably made everything he said, and did that much worse. When he was finished, Natsuki was barely one step above a sputtering mess. She would tell the sales woman that she would take the three items that Benjamin pointed out. Now leaving her the task of measuring Natsuki for both the Body stocking, and the leather teddy. All the while Biscuit tried actively to not "Look" at anything in particular. Finding the scene outside the window to be of particular interest. So as the Sales woman took her measurements, and tried her damnedest to melt Biscuit into a puddle of goo.<br/><br/>The only time that Biscuit looked back during the fitting was when Natsuki was trying on the boots. They were made of soft supple lambs skin leather, and polished to a high sheen. They seemed to mold to the curve of her calves, and caressed around her thighs. Drawing the eye of the observer, and displaying Natsuki's long legs. The black polished leather contrasting perfectly with the creamy smooth whiteness of her fair skin. Biscuit blushed a bit as he saw just how pretty Natsuki's legs look. "They look very nice on you, Natsuki." He said bashfully as he scratched at his cheek and not stare too hard. Though this got the Sales lady to let out a disgusted "Tch" under her breath.<br/><br/>The Sales lady would gather the desired clothing to bag at the counter, once more leaving Biscuit to gravitate towards the door so that Natsuki could pay in privacy as she desired over the course of the entire day. However, it would not be as peaceful as it had been at the previous shops. No sooner than Natsuki reached out to tap her red card on the terminal than the Saleswoman snatched at her wrist. "<strong>WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?</strong>" She shrieked in disgust, ripping the card away from the terminal before the transaction could be completed. Biscuit spun around as he heard that shout, and saw the Salewoman leaning over the counter looking like she was ready to attack Natsuki. "How dare you enter my store you retched little witch!" She seethed.<br/><br/>Biscuit wasn't the only one that heard the shriek. Outside three young men were just departing the shopping district. One of them was the boyfriend of the saleswoman from the swimsuit store that gave Natsuki such a disgusted look when she purchased her swimsuit. He was dropping off her dinner, and stealign a few kisses before departing. He, and his friends were very much anti-Abnormals. As they passed the Lingerie shop, they heard the shriek and dashed into investigate. What they say was Saleswoman holding Natsuki, her red Card out on full display. A large Gaijin between them, and the counter looking very confused. When the sales woman saw the three men enter, she started to shout something at them while jabbing an accousatory finger at both Natsuki, and Benjamin. Biscuit didn't understand what she was screaming, but the twisting of the men's faces into disgusted rage was more than enough to tell him that both He, and Natsuki needed to get the hell out of Dodge. For while Biscuit did not know how many of these men it would take to kick his ass. He could clearly see how many they were willing to use.<br/><br/>Biscuit reached out, and grabbed what looked like a very expensive fixture, and yanked it down between him, and the three men. It landed with a loud crash between the two groups. However, Benjamin wasn't wasting any time. Spinning on his heel he ran towards the counter where the Saleswoman was holding onto Natsuki's wrist as tightly as she can. Biscuit reached out, and grabbed the saleswoman's wrist, and clamped down on it with his left hand. Causing the older woman to let out a yelp of pain and release Natsuki's hand. There would be some bruising for the older woman, but natsuki was free. Was a pity too, Benjamin thought the saleswoman was pretty. However, now was not the time to be ogling older women. Biscuit took Natsuki's hand, and snatched up the bag with her swimsuit off the counter. "We're getting out of here." he declared, before dragging Natsuki towards the emergency exit in the back.<br/><br/>Biscuit threw his entire bulk against the emergency exit, his arm pressing the release panel that allowed the door to open. The Fire alarm began to wail, only adding to the chaotic cacophony of the disastrous shopping excursion. Just behind them, they can hear the shouting and screaming of both male, and female voices. The two found themselves in what looked like an Alley way. To the Left was the store front, and the shortest distance to Biscuit's bike. However, the screaming, and the fire alarm was attracting a lot of attention. No way a fat foreigner dragging a beautiful Japanese girl behind him was not going to attract attention, and possibly the wrong conclusions. So it would appear their only avenue was to the right. "This way!" he called back to Natsuki as he started off down the right, his hand still holding onto hers. Just behind them the drumming of pursuing feet told them that they were being chased.<br/><br/>Biscuit ran as hard as he could, but a runner he wasn't. Even ducking down several connecting alleys didn't prevent their pursuers from closing the distance. Making one last left, Benjamin prayed for their deliverance. What the two found was a dead end with a high brick wall. "<em>Fuck!</em>" Benjamin cursed as he glanced back to the mouth of the alley, and saw one of the men peeking around the corner before he heard some whispering. "Stay behind me, Natsuki." Biscuit instructed as he quickly looked around for anything to use to fend off what is appearing to be a savage attack. From a nearby dumpster, a piece of 1"x 4" wood board jutted out. Biscuit reached for it, and found it was about three feet long, and broken off at the end. It wasn't much, but it was certainly much better than nothing. Benjamin brandished the board before him like a Samurai sword. His heart was pounding in his chest from all the physical exertion, and adrenaline. "Natsuki...you may be able to climb the dumpster to get over the wall. Don't worry about me, and go. I'll hold them off as long as I can. You just get away to some place safe."  Biscuit stated over his shoulder even as he kept seeing the men peeking down the alleyway. What were they waiting for? Where they waiting on friends? Biscuit tried to be brave, and composed. But the truth was he was afraid. Afraid of getting hurt in a foreign country, Afraid that because he insisted that he help Natsuki she was going to get hurt, or even<em>worse</em>. He tightened his grip on the board, but he could feel his hands trembling. Possibly his whole body. He swallowed thickly, and waited for that looked like was the inevitable beating that was to come.