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Void finished his can of beer, just in time for a small computer to begin buzzing. He walked over his large dirty stained green rug, to an old damaged teachers desk where a high tech computer sat. He took a look seeing it was a notice of a meeting going down with the head of the Dokuro clan, and his two enforcers. He smirked as he pulled up a file on Choji Namakura the left hand of Mr.Dokuro. He'd been keeping tabs on Choji for quite some time, as the Dokuro clan was in his weekly file of gangs he had to take down. The Dokuro clan had quite the impressive reputation for human, and drug trafficking. Void intended to put a stop to it today, as he didn't feel like this planet should live in so much filth. He began to prepare the weapons he'd bring with him, along with update a file on his power usage recently. It wasn't often that the police really bothered with Void, as he did his assigned jobs, and filed his reports. So he was allowed to do pretty much anything needed to get the job done, so long as things didn't escalate into mass bedlam in the streets. He soon looked at the traffic cameras, after triangulating Choji's position. He'd snuck into Namakuri's own home, and injected tracking nanites into Choji. 

Void's plan was a simple one find the meeting place, and kick the ass of everyone inside. Then hand them over to the police for his wad of cash, as he had to make a living somehow. He had to eat somehow seeing as the nanites required a good amount of proteins to repair Void's body. The last time he'd gone without food while doing missions he looked like freddy krueger, Void shuddered at the thought of that happening again. He soon finished his preparations, and concealed his weapons. Using the parking lot security cameras, he watched as Choji entered a sushi bar with an anime skull with heart eyes, and a fish in it's mouth. 
"Huh, Sushi? Sounds good for dinner," He said as he accessed the camera's inside the building.
He examined all the men in the room, and smiled seeing the security was rather sparse. As this just meant his job as going to be all the quicker. He walked to the center of his ware house, and bent down he began to form a portal above the table where Mr. Dokuro, and his two enforcers sat. They were talking something about honor Mr. Dokuro looked rather mad, but none of it really mattered to Void. 
Seeing as he jumped down in the middle of their conversation shouting," BANZAI!"

Tuna rolls went flying up into the air, and soy sauce splashed on Mr.Dokuro's face. Void made it worse by kicking the food into the enforcers face, and then shot two of the guards before they could draw their weapons. Then turned to the two enforcers, and jumped down from the table before telling them to come at him. He engaged them in close quarters combat, it was a rather good work out. He got shot several times, and he broke the arm of Choji as he came in to punch Void in the face. He was soon shot in the chin by Mr.Dokuro by a pistol his head bent back before he looked straight at the man, and wagged a finger at him. Before shooting the gun out of the man's hand. He then went back to taking care of the other enforcers, and tied them to each other with zipties. With pretty much everyone apprehended Void took a seat by Mr.Dokuro who was shivering like a leaf, the man for all his posturing was a rather large coward. 
"Pass the unagi, and waitress get me some of those little spicy rolls with the tuna" Void said as he whipped some blood from his chin. 
The waitress bowed her head before walking off as if she'd seen all this shit happen before. Void had a gun trained on Dokuro as he ate making sure not to take it off of him for a second. When he was done eating he payed for the meal with Dokuro's credit card, and zip tied him and left him in the corner.
"Sorry for the mess, and thanks for the meal. Sorry for having to tie you guys up too. Though I can't just let you let them get away now," He said to the wait staff who were also tied up. 

He then left the room belching out, and began to stretch his suit shifting into something way less conspicuous. So as to make traveling the streets much easier, without getting attacked. He yawned out tiredly as he'd eaten his fill, and then some. He was gonna feel bloated for a while, he walked down the street whistling a small tune that was stuck in his head.