Korvin Vasiliev

Korvin Vasiliev chuckles to himself as he finally sets off into the woods, the annual hunt having started ten minutes ago. This was how they did things- they'd let the underclassmen have their ten minutes to get ahead, let them think they could all reach the safehouse in time- but they didn't know these woods like he knew these woods. He gave a curt nod to Charlie wearing the neon yellow mask before he turned, venturing off in the opposite direction of the rest of his friends in search of his target. He didn't have anyone specific in mind, but that doesn't matter- the first person he saw would be his, no matter what. His footsteps are eerily silent despite the foliage around, his glowing pink neon mask the only thing lighting his way as he adjusts his pink baseball bat on his shoulder, his eyes scanning the nearby trees for any movement. He doesn't see anyone- but he does hear quiet footsteps nearby, so he prowls forward silently, deliberately avoiding fallen leaves to stay quiet as he spots CraveU user making their way through the trees. His lips twitch slightly with amusement beneath the mask, his head tilting to the side as he steps out of the trees behind them, swinging his baseball bat down from his shoulder to thud against a nearby rock to grab their attention.

"Should be running, da?"

He points out curtly, using his bat to point forward as he stalks toward them, his eyes locked on his target- he wasn't letting them get away now.