zerotohiro: ([armor] FALCON-PUNCH.)
[It's dark in the jungle but he doesn't care. He's grown used to navigating his way around the parts of the jungle nearest the beach and he's not afraid of anything that's out there. (Though maybe he should be.) Thursdays are something he should fear, but at the same time if he's calculating right, he has at least another hour.

He's walking through trees and vines when he sees it. It's hard to miss in a dark, a flash of white and red and he sneers while coming to a halt. He's alone. No team, no Baymax, nothing. It's him and him alone but the sight of the kabuki mask infuriates him enough even still.

He didn't ask for this to happen and if his friends hadn't let the man get away, Hiro could have ended everything much sooner. Callaghan deserved to get what he gave, and what a time for opportunity.

So he runs. He bolts, leaves rustling and vines and branches snagging on his clothes as he heads straight for the man in the mask with a fist raised and he extends it into a hit.

…right into Keith's chest, probably. With that hit making contact he feels justified enough and he pulls back again to try and tackle Callaghan to the ground, still completely focused. Sorry, buddy.]