It wasn't the front door, the back door, nor even the door off the walled garden the pair entered the safe house through. It was an attic window that faced nothing but the smoke stack where only someone who was taking the time to look up could see the older man and his daughter enter through; and Toushin would of seen them long before hopping up. Once they were inside the assassin wasted little time in getting things in order the way he did when he felt the situation had turned dire enough to do so. He had left his precious desert rose in the hands of someone he thought he could trust. Yet the slayer returned after years of being away to see his teenage daughter making out with one of the demonclan ilk; and a male a that. Indeed the old man wouldn't have cared near as much if Michino had been a female as that scratched off the chance of breeding his ilk any further into the world. He was far more aware of the pregnancy and births of those who are demon blooded. A strong part of his earlier schooling in the arts of seduction was avoiding to let slip his seed into a woman who had even a trace of the demonic blood flowing. According to old lore their blood apparently draw out demonic presence and strengthen it; a child between his clan and the Toraono would apocalyptic.
At least in his head it was.
With a flick of his wrist the harsh elder would casually toss his own daughter across the attic room towards the stairs that would lead into the lower parts of the safe house. They were a trick staircase that one had to know where to pull to get them to come down. From the top, however, there was a simple lever.
To be honest he was more than mad enough to lay into her right then and there. It wasn't hard at all to conjure back up his own childhood; remembering every time he had been savagely beaten for any sign of defiance. The iron will that Uzu swore by was the only thing keeping him in check enough to keep from attacking Chiyo in that moment. Everything he had striven to keep safe and she flaunted herself in the worst parts of Sunagakure...
"Go down stairs. I want you to start packing only what you absolutely need - three day clothes, weapons, and rations for a week. We'll be going into the desert back towards Soon but we'll be taking the slow path back around. It's painfully obvious that I can't trust you here."
The cold paternal would then turn his back to the undoubtedly stunned teenager and slowly move to the opposite end of the attic to start patting at the wall until he pushed in a panel. An audible click echoed through the large space followed by the groaning of unoiled gears and mechanics that hadn't been used in some time. Slowly the wall came apart to reveal a space behind that had an assortment of books, scrolls, and a hand full of small broken devices. It was one of Ryuu Tama's stashes of science and goods. The senile genius often moved his lab and work space constantly until he became enamored with the wolf girl. It wasn't rare for him to put a bunch of safety measures up on his research and hide it away somewhere then forget about. The only one that wasn't like this was the house the scientist had moved into after breaking ground in medical theories. That particular laboratory had been raided long ago which was rather unfortunate - Toushin was rather sure that's where the madman's greatest secrets were once hidden. The years that the assassin had been away had been, mostly, a long and lengthy search for things that were potent for killing things that weren't keen on dying easy. In that time the old man had found himself quite a lot of artifacts and ancient weapons - most of which was bullshit - but he didn't return empty-handed. Fairly soon the assassin would have his vengeance on the son of a bitch who killed his wife and shattered what little happiness he had been allowed to have.
With a quick motion the manslayer removed a large leather sack form within the expanse of his cloak and began to shove all the hidden cache into the bag as quick as he could with one arm. If Chiyo had yet to come out of her stun of their first meeting in five years then the father would break the awkward silence between them as he turned a sharp eye in the teenager's direction,
"The fuck are you waiting for? Go. Get. Your. Things."
[MFT|798]
At least in his head it was.
With a flick of his wrist the harsh elder would casually toss his own daughter across the attic room towards the stairs that would lead into the lower parts of the safe house. They were a trick staircase that one had to know where to pull to get them to come down. From the top, however, there was a simple lever.
To be honest he was more than mad enough to lay into her right then and there. It wasn't hard at all to conjure back up his own childhood; remembering every time he had been savagely beaten for any sign of defiance. The iron will that Uzu swore by was the only thing keeping him in check enough to keep from attacking Chiyo in that moment. Everything he had striven to keep safe and she flaunted herself in the worst parts of Sunagakure...
"Go down stairs. I want you to start packing only what you absolutely need - three day clothes, weapons, and rations for a week. We'll be going into the desert back towards Soon but we'll be taking the slow path back around. It's painfully obvious that I can't trust you here."
The cold paternal would then turn his back to the undoubtedly stunned teenager and slowly move to the opposite end of the attic to start patting at the wall until he pushed in a panel. An audible click echoed through the large space followed by the groaning of unoiled gears and mechanics that hadn't been used in some time. Slowly the wall came apart to reveal a space behind that had an assortment of books, scrolls, and a hand full of small broken devices. It was one of Ryuu Tama's stashes of science and goods. The senile genius often moved his lab and work space constantly until he became enamored with the wolf girl. It wasn't rare for him to put a bunch of safety measures up on his research and hide it away somewhere then forget about. The only one that wasn't like this was the house the scientist had moved into after breaking ground in medical theories. That particular laboratory had been raided long ago which was rather unfortunate - Toushin was rather sure that's where the madman's greatest secrets were once hidden. The years that the assassin had been away had been, mostly, a long and lengthy search for things that were potent for killing things that weren't keen on dying easy. In that time the old man had found himself quite a lot of artifacts and ancient weapons - most of which was bullshit - but he didn't return empty-handed. Fairly soon the assassin would have his vengeance on the son of a bitch who killed his wife and shattered what little happiness he had been allowed to have.
With a quick motion the manslayer removed a large leather sack form within the expanse of his cloak and began to shove all the hidden cache into the bag as quick as he could with one arm. If Chiyo had yet to come out of her stun of their first meeting in five years then the father would break the awkward silence between them as he turned a sharp eye in the teenager's direction,
"The fuck are you waiting for? Go. Get. Your. Things."
[MFT|798]
