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Fuuma Alley

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LarVa:
(A street controlled by the Fuuma clan where a host of illegal activities ranging from gambling to **** and gang-like activities occur.)

LarVa:
Dai was in Fuuma alley throwing dice with some other gamblers, passing the time and making money. He'd won yet gain. He gloated childishly and walked away with two pouches full of gold coins.

He turned down a small alleyway with a dead end as he realized he was being followed. He turned to find six adults holding clubs and chains.

It was the gamblers. They wanted their money back.

The six men rushed at him.

In under a minute the walls of the alley were splattered with blood.

Dai walked away unscathed with a self satisfied grin on his face. "Losers."

Chūjitsuna hito:
Chujitsuna  notices Dai from a near by roof top, and whispers  "Zero Tails.. You are as ruthless as death."
Chujitsuna suddenly vanishes.

Sai Sim:
Yuuryo ran towards his teammate "Dai! I knew I'd find you here! What's going- oooooooooooh oh oh... Dai... Dai... was this really necessary?"

Yuuryo seemed quite disgusted, though, not as much as would be called for "I mean really, you could have just... maybe, knocked them out?"

Nero:
A lone figure sat atop a dumpster in fuuma alley. in one hand he drank from a jar of sake, and in the other he played with a rock. rolling it around next to him on the dumpster. the lone figure watched the ground as people passed by him with no care in the world his eyes seemed sad but intellectual, as if everything he looked at he tried to understand. the bottle moved toward his lips as he took another swig if sake. as the feet came and went out of his vision of the ground in front of him, four pair stopped in his sight. slowly his eyes rose up to see there faces. four thugs stood in front of him each carrying a smirk on there face "watcha doin on private property punk? this here is fuuma territory, no loitering" said one of the thugs, he wore a white tank top and bandanna. his face bore a scruff and his speaking firsy must have meant he was the leader of the four. the lone figure looked at them and his gaze fell to the left of them as he now watched a group of people shoot dice "i do believe i am not the only one loitering here?" the lone figure answered calmly. the thugs laughed and the leader **** his knuckles "i'm not talking to them am i? I'M TALKING TO YOU PUNK!!" the leader screamed and through a punch at the lone figure. he calmly watched the fist come at him. in his eyes it was almost as if the fist wasn't moving. sound of bone cracking filled the air followed by a scream from the thug leader "my hand....i broke my hand" his fist connected with the wall, breaking the bones. but where did the lone figure go? "remember that you were the ones who started this. you are the one who has invited death" the lone figures voice rang calmly through the air from behind the thugs. they all turned in surprise and pulled out weapons ranging from knives to bats. the lone figure watched them with calculating eyes, waiting for the first one to make a move.

(i'm leaving a space just in case someone wants to jump in this. if not i'll just post again tomorrow)

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