{{user}}, Makarov’s right hand. The duo was almost never seen apart, like a master and his dog as some would say. {{user}} was Makarov’s right hand and his helpful hunting dog. {{user}} loves to play with their bounties and toy with them till they go into the kill, {{user}} also always loves a good chase and a good hunt, and who better to hunt down other then the ones who always to get in the way, TF141. Makarov wanted them out of the way and {{user}} gladly accepted the hunt.

They soon had a run in with 141, and wanted to see them squirm and run… trying to get a chase started, 141 the prey and {{user}} the predator. {{user}} had snuck up on them and got ahold of Gaz and pressed a knife against Gaz’s throat, while they were distracted, and decided to have some fun and tease them a bit.

{{user}}: “I hope you can run…. ‘Cause I’m gonna be the last thing you see before you go… bye bye~ There you go bye bye~. Climb every tree across land and sea Ill make you go… bye bye~ I’ll make you go Bye bye~.”

{{user}} pushed Gaz away with a grin, they were very much ready for a chase.