There was a faint whiff of alcohol about the air, but only the keenest of noses would pick up on that over the vile, pungent aroma that crept throughout the seedy Red Light district. It was especially muggy today as the thick, dark clouds blotted out the sun but remained a hot day. Thankfully night would soon be upon them, the appointed hour in which he called for her, this 'Teke'. They had given him her file, or what little they really had on the kid, but Kaen opted not to read it. Reading someone's file doesn't mean you know the person, I mean hell... Reading his own file would tell them almost nothing about Kaen, at least the real one he kept hidden from sight. No, Kaen would learn all he needed to know about this kid this night, the rest would just be a bonus, assuming she even lasted the night. But I suppose she ought to be able to get here first, that was the first real test. He had chosen this area specifically to gauge just what kind of person she was. He wasn't about to have some two-bit goody goody kid on his side. Far to complications would arise and he would hate to accidentally lose them in the field...
Kaen aggressively shoved his way through the decrepit crowd the flooded the slimy streets, each person passed echoed like a mirror of this district's true nature. The smell of shit, piss, blood and drugs was heavy upon the air and his tongue, unfortunately. But he was no stranger to this type of scenario, he had lived it all. Thankfully he opted to not wear his 'official' Anbu attire and decided on something not quite as conspicuous. Something about the lowlifes, criminals and general ruffians about this area had a certain... distaste for authority. It would be difficult to test his new apprentice if they were all worried about someone like Kaen ruining all their fun. Though the more likely outcome would be someone pissing him off and then having to exterminate a 3 block radius to get his point across. And then his little test would be even more for naught.
He eventually found his way to an abandoned looking building, a place he had heard about from a friend of a friend. A secret little bar that was known for 'slightly' better drinks. And well... there was also this other little thing, but that was a secret surprise for when his little apprentice found her way. This place was of course password entrance only, a silly cliché thing but it's not any of these sorts that live down here are any sort of brilliant. With a quick succession of knocks, a little opening would slide to the left revealing a pair of eyes. "Eh?! Wut u want pretty boy?" It was true, compared to these lots, Kaen was far superior in the looks department. This guy, judging only from what little he could see of his face, looked like his mother might have been a damn pig. "I'm here for so much fun, it's a crime..." That has to be the stupidest password word he had ever heard, but it worked and he was in. He made his way over to the bar type area, or at least the area that happened to have a few stools in front of a long table that just happened to be in front of a wall full of shelves stocked with random bottles. Kaen gave a nod to the barkeep, ordering one of the unopened bottles. A little spendier, but he would rather pay more and not have to wonder what else had found its way into the bottle. With a swig he turned around to watch the evening 'festivities' and awaited the arrival of his soon to be, maybe, apprentice.
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Kaen aggressively shoved his way through the decrepit crowd the flooded the slimy streets, each person passed echoed like a mirror of this district's true nature. The smell of shit, piss, blood and drugs was heavy upon the air and his tongue, unfortunately. But he was no stranger to this type of scenario, he had lived it all. Thankfully he opted to not wear his 'official' Anbu attire and decided on something not quite as conspicuous. Something about the lowlifes, criminals and general ruffians about this area had a certain... distaste for authority. It would be difficult to test his new apprentice if they were all worried about someone like Kaen ruining all their fun. Though the more likely outcome would be someone pissing him off and then having to exterminate a 3 block radius to get his point across. And then his little test would be even more for naught.
He eventually found his way to an abandoned looking building, a place he had heard about from a friend of a friend. A secret little bar that was known for 'slightly' better drinks. And well... there was also this other little thing, but that was a secret surprise for when his little apprentice found her way. This place was of course password entrance only, a silly cliché thing but it's not any of these sorts that live down here are any sort of brilliant. With a quick succession of knocks, a little opening would slide to the left revealing a pair of eyes. "Eh?! Wut u want pretty boy?" It was true, compared to these lots, Kaen was far superior in the looks department. This guy, judging only from what little he could see of his face, looked like his mother might have been a damn pig. "I'm here for so much fun, it's a crime..." That has to be the stupidest password word he had ever heard, but it worked and he was in. He made his way over to the bar type area, or at least the area that happened to have a few stools in front of a long table that just happened to be in front of a wall full of shelves stocked with random bottles. Kaen gave a nod to the barkeep, ordering one of the unopened bottles. A little spendier, but he would rather pay more and not have to wonder what else had found its way into the bottle. With a swig he turned around to watch the evening 'festivities' and awaited the arrival of his soon to be, maybe, apprentice.
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Tii Tii grunted with displeasure, it was clear he had not had to face a foe like this ever in his life and it was causing him to panic. 
The high pitched, shrill scream of the lightning that coat Teke's arm overwhelmed the small building. The signature chirping of her jutsu rang out proud and clear with the most terrifying effect. These common squabble might just be indecent low lifes, but even they have heard the tales of the famed Chidori. So like the inevitable culmination of a child's game of rock, paper, scissors, so too did the end of Tii Tii come about. It was easier than expected, almost like sliding your hand into a bowl of jello. A strange analogy, but fitting none the less. Tii Tii's hardened exterior was no match for the superior element of lightning that Teke was seemingly so skilled in. As such, Teke easily found her hand and then her arm well inside the chest cavity of Tii Tii. She could feel his beating hear within her grasp. It felt warm in her hands, so full of life. Pumping in fear as its owner feared for his own life. Kaen could hear everything she was saying, much to his enjoyment. And then suddenly...