A Meeting of Chance

Tsurinai Naito entered the Velvet Room with his usual confident stride. His silver eyes shifted throughout the Attendants, looking for a specific one. It wouldn't take him long to find Chance, the Attendant based on information and detective work. The silver haired teenager walked over to the table the Attendant current occupied and took a seat. Crossing his arms over his chest, he'd close his eyes. There was silence for a few seconds, but soon he would begin to speak. "You are my attendant, yes? I could use your assistance. You see, I have enemies that need defeating, and I'm well aware of your skills involving information gathering. Of course, I am always willing to pay, and will pay extra if you keep this between just the two of us." The young man spoke with a calm tone. This was not his first time at the rodeo, as his family was very open when it came to eliminating those who posed as threats. Not, it didn't matter the size of the threat, they were eliminated regardless. This was because some people needed to be used as examples. No one in Uetiawa usually spoke against Naito, or attempted to hinder his progress. However, earlier that day a insolent fool seemed to get rather bold and attempt to get "revenge" on the Tsurinai. Now recently there was only one person he had an altercation with, and the way this mysterious individual spoke reminded him up this target all too much. Yes, snow white.. Or Abel Mistral. His sacrifice would be the first for the new foundation Naito planned on creating in the future. Unlike many of his fellow classmen, the Tsurinai child was not a stranger to death and violence. He understood it was another part of life, and thus all things had an end. In this case, this flee would have a sooner end than later.

Reaching into his coat pocket, Tsurinai Naito would remove a bundle of Velvet Coins and place them upon the table. Two thousand to be exact. A hefty amount for a simple job such as this. The first time Tsurinai Naito had seen Abel, he did not like him. He was trash, and he remained as trash. And for trash to speak out of turn and attempt such a thing, it was the Emperor's duty to put him where he belonged. Six feet under, being feasted on by the Shadows. Even if the strange albino somehow made his way into Limbo, with an Attendant like chance here, Tsurinai Naito would still be informed. No matter the case, the young teenager let Abel live on a limb before. His dramatic display during the investigation was more towards useless drivel than actually being threatening. However, now the Tsurinai had a reason to erase this filth. He slowly closed his eyes as a thin smile came across his face. For some reason, he cherished the thought of blood on his hands. "Soon we're going on a school trip.. Perhaps we could use that time to handle him. Hmph, so many opportunities, I can't help but laugh here." And for once this stoic teenager laughed beneath his breath.

Offering:

The Attendant looked up at the young man before he took a seat. Keeping their eyes on him, Chance tilted his/her head with a quizzical look. They had no time to really say anything, but simply listened. However, when the mention of money came in, and the Attendant saw the money on the table, s/he raised a fist to their mouth and gave a cough. "I see, Naito-san. Very well, I'll keep you updated on everything about this person. Even events that may occur within Limbo." The Attendant grabbed the bag of money with a smile. Chance would share his/her number with the Persona-User and stand from their seat with a bow. It was an odd request, but nice to be of use.

Naito stood from his chair, gave a nod, and exited the Velvet Room. Now it was time for the hunt..

[exit]