Somebody with a fucking bare minimum sense of decency.
[Blake clenches his teeth to keep from barking out in pain at Minato's grip. He tries to wrench his hand free, but it's stuck tight. There's no sign of effort on the bastard's face. Blake gets a bad, bad feeling that he can crush the bones if he feels like it.]
[He doesn't have anything else to fight with. He looks at Minato and it's not really him he sees.]
[His voice comes out raw, all the force gone.] Little kids, you son of a bitch.
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[Blake clenches his teeth to keep from barking out in pain at Minato's grip. He tries to wrench his hand free, but it's stuck tight. There's no sign of effort on the bastard's face. Blake gets a bad, bad feeling that he can crush the bones if he feels like it.]
[He doesn't have anything else to fight with. He looks at Minato and it's not really him he sees.]
[His voice comes out raw, all the force gone.] Little kids, you son of a bitch.