1 A hounds heaven (Invite only) Tue Feb 28, 2017 5:34 pm
Ryu Myugan
D-rank
Ryu wasn't sure still about the day before. The fight he had in the sands was interesting to say the least. A puppeteer that virtually made his body unreachable but still in plain sight. Invisible strings or not if he could see the source and the end connection he could figure out where the strings were moderately. He stood in the apartment above the bar fresh out of the shower with his pants already on. A hand reached out to wipe the steam from his mirror as he looked at himself. Tattoo's dark against his wet skin and his hair fairly matted down. His blue and purple eyes staring at himself. He could possibly have brought hell on his home but he was mentally ready for an attack. If any one came at him for destroying a puppet they would probably use a show of force. Show the slums still had to answer to the village. With any luck though his offense was below that radar. Not worth risking issues with the slums over one guy with some jutsu. A knock on the door to the apartment drew his attention before he placed his eye patch back over his purple right eye.
Ryu moved out of the bathroom and walked barefoot across the carpet of his living room to the door. One of the two girls on the couch reached out and touched his hand but he walked passed any way. A hook up meant very little to him. He had just been celebrating his victory and they happened to be partying the night before. Nothing wrong with a couple of hotties in the VIP section. Still it had only been a momentary distraction. His hand reached out as he opened the door and looked outside. A young man with sunken eyes and dark hair handed him a wrapped package and nodded before taking off back downstairs at a brisk walk. He watched him go before locking the door as he stepped back in. Pulling the wrap apart and finding his new knife. With a smile he tucked it into the back of his belt next to the sheathed kunai. Even in the bathroom he had his weapon. He smiled and moved over to the couch. Pulling a black tank top from under one of the girls. They just passed out on his clean clothes....rude. Still he didn't have anything of value they could get at so he slipped on the shirt and then his socks and boots. Heading out the door and down the stairs.
His eyes took in the bar as empty as it was. There was the bartender girl that looked at him and rolled her eyes. The information collective of his operations ran through her. She was loyal but thought taking girls into his bed he didn't know was a good way to get stabbed. Playing pool was a big bald man in a white tshirt and blue jeans with a Jackal on the front of the shirt. A bouncer here and one of the better muscle in his crew. He was playing with a skinnier man with a wakizashi on the small of his back. A weapons specialist and the one who got things if Ryu needed them. The three of them were basically all his second in command. They knew their roles and played them well. Still the other two barely nodded at Ryu as he popped a beer and moved to the back of the bar and lounge across his couch. His own little raised area considered the VIP section. It was just two couches with some soft chairs between them along a wall in a crescent shape. Simple but comfortable.
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Ryu moved out of the bathroom and walked barefoot across the carpet of his living room to the door. One of the two girls on the couch reached out and touched his hand but he walked passed any way. A hook up meant very little to him. He had just been celebrating his victory and they happened to be partying the night before. Nothing wrong with a couple of hotties in the VIP section. Still it had only been a momentary distraction. His hand reached out as he opened the door and looked outside. A young man with sunken eyes and dark hair handed him a wrapped package and nodded before taking off back downstairs at a brisk walk. He watched him go before locking the door as he stepped back in. Pulling the wrap apart and finding his new knife. With a smile he tucked it into the back of his belt next to the sheathed kunai. Even in the bathroom he had his weapon. He smiled and moved over to the couch. Pulling a black tank top from under one of the girls. They just passed out on his clean clothes....rude. Still he didn't have anything of value they could get at so he slipped on the shirt and then his socks and boots. Heading out the door and down the stairs.
His eyes took in the bar as empty as it was. There was the bartender girl that looked at him and rolled her eyes. The information collective of his operations ran through her. She was loyal but thought taking girls into his bed he didn't know was a good way to get stabbed. Playing pool was a big bald man in a white tshirt and blue jeans with a Jackal on the front of the shirt. A bouncer here and one of the better muscle in his crew. He was playing with a skinnier man with a wakizashi on the small of his back. A weapons specialist and the one who got things if Ryu needed them. The three of them were basically all his second in command. They knew their roles and played them well. Still the other two barely nodded at Ryu as he popped a beer and moved to the back of the bar and lounge across his couch. His own little raised area considered the VIP section. It was just two couches with some soft chairs between them along a wall in a crescent shape. Simple but comfortable.
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