Dylan

Dylan was just coming back from his fifth patrol of the day, finding onky small crimes and weak culprits to deal with. The pyro guy from 3-days ago had been his best fight in forever, as most other members of [b]JUDGEMENT[/b] didn't seem as eager to fight for the sake of fighting like he was. This left the american boy to chse his own tail around the school on mindless patrols, doing meaningful, yet still boring, work. However, as he was beginning his sixth patrol, he saw a large cloud of dust form over where the track field was. 

[i]Finally, something interesting. Maybe it's the crazy guy that had attack that blue lady the other day.[/i] 

With this in mind, Dylan bolted over to the site, quickly scaling walls and jumping from ledges in his advance free-running style to get there even faster, his brain forming calculations for distance, velocity, everything that had to do with the current physical action by taking in information from his body. This allowed him to flawless leap through the air without even looking to see if he was going to land, because he knew exactly where he was going to land through instinct.

He soon arrived at the scene, over-looking the area from an elevated bleacher, only to see that it was Justeaze and some guy he didn't know. Normally,he would've left this alone, but he was bored as hell and wanted to see if he could squeeze a fight out of her. Jumping down from his position, he walked up to the pair, a grin on his face as he wavrd in greeting.

"[i]Hello[/i]," He exclaimed in English, before switching back to Japanese. "How are you doing Justeaze-san, and who's your friend?" He had his [b]JUDGEMENT[/b] badge attached to his jacket, and was currently hopping in place, obviously in dire need of something to do. "Also, do either of you guys wanna fight, I'm sure we can get a bot to permit it."