(scene: an back alley.)
A sewer grate sits open in a back alley.. crooked, abandoned. we slowly descend down into the darkness.. dripping water echoing. dim tunnel lights flicker, inside.. Rize sits on the cold stone.. Blood pooling beneath of her. Dabo stands over her.. two other manji gang members stand beside him. Man1: "why'd she have to go..?" Dabo rolls his shoulder "bitch lost to some girl from the dragons.. She's no Manji. lets go." he turns, they follow as he walks down the tunnel. his eyes blink as the darkness swallows them.
The three continue down the dim tunnels, water dripping, their boots echoing. They turn a corner, walking deeper.. until, a massive underground chamber opens up before them. A divine golden throne in the center. Seated upon it.. a man with messy black hair. A purple gem embedded in his forehead, blue eyes, white robes draped over him elegantly. A coat with thick black fur on its collar resting over his shoulders. beside him, stands a short woman.. messy pink hair covering her eyes, a black robe over her. Dabo steps forward "Captain Haga." The three kneel to their knees, heads lowering. Haga: "And Rize?" Dabo smirks "She lost to a dragon. so i had to discipline her.." He rolls his neck slowly. Haga exhales, a faint smirk growing. "Right. I understand.. but that kisame gajo is quite the annoyance, isn't he..?" Dabo lifts his head.. the two locking eyes. they both smirk, a predators smirk. The chamber falls silent.
(scene: testuskan)
Afternoon light filters through the windows, the cafe unusually quiet. Aris sits at the counter, sipping coffee. Makimi wiping down the counter top. Makimi: "so.. Kai's been out all day with gajo..?" Aris nods "i guess.. i wonder what that fool is doing with a guy like that." Makimi forces a brighter tone "on the good side..! That means we're building a bond with dragon.. the gang with the most influence in sector 4!" Aris sips "Mhm. But that hangs on a single thread. A weak idiot."
(scene: the forest, sector 4.)
The sun sets golden over the forest of sector 4, the air cool. sticks crack under two pairs of footsteps. Kai and gajo walks side by side, leaves crunching under their shoes. gajo: "when you fight, you just send full barrages of lines straight at the enemy. and on top of that.. your lines are too weak to form proper weapons like others." they stop walking, gajo scanning the area. Kai: "alright.. so what should i do..?" gajo turns his head, his arrogant smirk spreading "Most good fighters use their lines to form a specific technique in fighting. think of My rangako's lasso attack, 'tamanawa'" Kai nods "i remember that.." he rubs his chin.. "so.. does that mean you have your own technique too, gajo..?" gajo nods "Mhm.. you wanna see..?" Kai excitedly jumps "HELL YEAH I DO!!" gajo raises one palm... *BVVT!* Five cyan lines appear behind him.. "in my technique.. i take my lines.." the five float over his palm.. his eyes focusing just a bit "Then ill compress them.." Kai's eyes narrow "compress..?" *VVVT!* the lines begin condensing, swirling.. compressing into a glow cyan orb.. of straight power. Kai stares in disbelief "i.. i didn't even know something like that was possible!!" gajo raises his palm "FIVE!!" *FWOOOSH!* the orb ROCKETS forward, *BOOOM!* a tree explodes apart, wood splintering and flying into the air. the trunk collapses, the tree behind it.. half dented inward as well. Kai stands frozen.. eyes widened. gajo chuckles "i have multiple variants of it.. anyway, the point is you should perfect a technique of your own. a way of fighting that fits your amount and size of lines." Kai: "a way of fighting.. that fits me.." gajo turns.. and begins walking away. "listen, ive got some errands to do.. figure it out when im gone, yeah?" Kai freezes "HUH!? I THOUGHT YOU WERE GONNA HELP!!" gajo stops.. not turning. "i cant help you determine. thats something only you can do. i promise, ill help after you do that. but if you cant..? i cant help you, Kai." he keeps walking, disappearing into the woods.