Going after Anya

Naito was on high alert as his silver eyes scanned the night club filled with strange Shadows. Were they mimicking humans by having a place like this in Limbo? This was so weird. However, his eyes soon caught notice of a girl, who was not a silhouette, dancing on stage. That had to have been Satoshi Anya. He had not met her personally before, but with this setting could you doubt it was her? "It appears we've found our target." He responded to Barbados as he was about to take a step forward towards the stage. However, he suddenly stopped as he watched some mysterious figure come dancing out onto the stage. He took Anya and began to spin her around before she fell straight on her face. What was going on? Was this the culprit? When this masked individual looked towards them, the Tsurinai simply stared back in silence. What were they wearing? It was like they were masked in Shadows, but didn't mind it. Infact, they seemed like a Shadow themselves with that strange mask on. Was this really a human? When the strange man, or woman, reached into their cloak, Naito immediately took his Iaido stance. What he saw was strange though... This thing was reading from a pamphlet to them, acting like this was all some sort of game. Who the hell was this person, and where did they get off? Tch, acting so care free, it was sickening. If the Tsurinai didn't need information, he would have attacked the man right off the back. But no, he'd stand there and endure everything the man was saying. Barbados seemed to waste no time taking the front of the conversation, and the Tsurinai remained silent as he did this. It wasn't as if he had nothing to say, he was simply analyzing the situation. To put it blunty, Naito wanted to know about Limbo, but he wouldn't subject himself to being under someone else's rule. Suddenly things changed when the strange figure pressed a gun up to Satoshi's head... Tch, what a pain in the ass. Well whatever, Naito didn't care if she died. He was more focused on the task at hand.

"Children playing hero? Heh, don't make me laugh with such useless drivel. If that was the case, then you're the one playing villain then?" There was a bit of taunting in the Tsurinai's voice as he shot the strange individual a cold glare. Their voice didn't match up with the voice he heard that one day. That meant Barbados was right, and it was two separate parties involved with Limbo here. Or maybe they were accomplices. Raising his free hand to his chin, Naito would pinch it between his index finger and thumb. "As my partner stated, we are here for information on Limbo. From what I can tell, you seem to have some knowledge of this place, and how it works. None of these Shadows seem to see you as a threat either, almost as if they've accepted you as their own. Tell me, what is Limbo really?" He didn't mince his words, the second year came right out with the question in a blunt tone. He didn't seem to care about Satoshi's well being, nor would he let the culprit use her as a bargaining chip to leave this place alive so easily. "If you're attempting to use that young woman as a hostage, don't bother. I couldn't care less about her well being. We are here for you and you alone. What I can deduce so far is that she must have seen something before the rumours were spread about her being the culprit of the disappearances. In reality, she most likely saw you in action, and you brought her in here so she couldn't share your secrets. After all, you've been quite busy throwing people into this place, haven't you? If I recall, a Yotsun Kirito was the last to mysteriously disappear. If I am correct, could you give us some insight on why you're using this place as your personal trash can?" His silver hues never left the man, and he remained on high alert throughout his whole questioning segment. After all, the murderous intent in the room was strong, and at any moment this masked man could turn the trigger on that gun towards them.

Naito's silver hues shot towards Satoshi Anya as the mysterious individual had said she created this strange nightclub. So, suspicions of Limbo taking a form familiar to those within it were true. If that was the case, then when Limbo swallowed Ueitawa, would one who had enough will be able to overwrite reality, and shift it into something that mirrored their soul? It only made sense here. The Tsurinai thought to himself as the Masked Individual threw Satoshi towards Barbados and then pointed his gun towards him. Raising his scabbard promptly, the silver haired teenager would give a cold glare towards the culprit. They were so carefree, yet had this sense of death looming about them. What the hell were they? More importantly, who were they? Regardless of that, he had said something quite important earlier, but made it sound like it was just another piece of information. Apparently Limbo had been around since far before any of them? If that was the case, then why now was it becoming so active? Was it because of this annoying bastard? That could have been the case here. Continuing one, the Masked Man stated it was a world of their creation. If that was the case, then how was Limbo around far before mortals? He was obviously lying or trying to stroke his own ego. A slight "Tch" noise came from Naito's lips as he continued to glare at the man. "What a bunch of lies. If Limbo was here far before us mortals, then you did not create it. Or... Is it possible you just used the power of Limbo to create the Dysfunctional City, Plains, and... Aberration..?" That sounded more plausible.  Before the Tsurinai could continue on, the annoying man, or woman, made a strange noise before mentioning something about a boss fight. What a pain in the ass... So he was giving them a challenge hm? Naito would give a smirk before standing straight. "So be it. Let's raise the stakes even higher. If we lose, I'll stay in Limbo aswell. You can do with me how you please. However, if we win, you tell us how to control this world and use it for our own bidding. Are these terms acceptable, Mastermind?" As a Tsurinai, Naito spoke proudly and even abit arrogantly. He had no intention of losing whatever challenge was put his way, but even if he did he knew Barbados would carry out his ideals aswell. If he were to lose here, it simply meant he was not strong enough to change this world. He would have failed in the end regardless.

The Tsurinai shot his business partner a glare when he began to make his own terms. If he were trying to fish for answers, why would he do it in such a mundane way? Especially when Naito had already given the Masked Man terms that would speed up their own mission of commandeering Limbo for their own goals. The Masked Individual began to spout useless drivel as before, accepting the terms on the table, which made the Tsurinai give a slight smirk. That was a bullet dodged, so to speak. With that out of the way, Naito prepared himself for the "boss battle" that was to be coming his way. He did expect the man would be their opponent, but when he vanished and appeared in the DJ Booth, the second year student was caught off guard. However, everything became quite clear the moment he said "three main attractions!". Other than Barbados and himself, there was only one other person there. That was Satoshi Anya. His silver hues quickly shifted over to look at her while he raised his voice to Barbados. "Watch your back, he's going to use her against us." And just as he said this, Satoshi shot to life thanks to the Shadows possessing her frame. This made a very irritated yet pained face come across Naito. He had a sort of rule never to harm females unless absolutely necessary. So instead of drawing his blade and striking her down immediately, he would lift his scabbard and cover himself, almost like bracing for her attack. Using his weakness against females was either dumb luck or planned out by this Mastermind, and it made the Tsurinai wonder just what he was planning. Obviously he chose Satoshi as the opponent so they would kill her and lose any information she may have held. This man was... quite cunning. Regardless, Naito spoke once again. "We may have to beat her back into her proper senses but... I have a sort of issue with eliminating females. It must be necessary.." Well wasn't this situation necessary? She was coming for their lives, right? Well he'd have to wait and see her make the first move before openly attacking her. If she showed hostility towards him, then he'd be able to show it back. This basically gave her a free attack without him attacking her first. What a pain in the ass.

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Naito was rather quiet as Barbados spoke. He was a pain, but a pain that spoke the truth. Out of all these convictions he had, here he was standing like an idiot because of a female. He bit his lips hard. Hard enough for a small bit of blood to begin to pour down his chin. The Tsurinai hated being wrong, and his partner here was making him appear like a damn child now. When he watched Barbados take the initiative and go to attack the Shadow first, there was a split moment of envy that Naito felt. "Tch, who the hell do you think you're speaking with, Barbados Cole? I was just giving them a handy cap. I'm not afraid to strike her down with extreme violence." The teenager spoke proudly, as his sinister smirk returned and he grasped the hilt of his blade. When the girl suddenly shot towards them both with impressive speed, the modern samurai would dodge out of the way with only a fraction of time left, just missing her hand that was coming towards his face. However, she seemed to get a hold of his partner, and sent his head slamming down into the ground with impressive force. Taking this opportunity, the Tsurinai would draw his blade in a single motion and slash into the woman's side. Continuing with his momentum, he'd use his scabbard to forcefully hit her once again, pushing her off and away from his pinned partner. Of course, this only occurred if he could actually hit her. There was always the chance the opponent dodged. Either way, Tsurinai Naito would hold his scabbard in his right hand with a backhanded grip while holding his O-katana in his left hand at the ready. Keeping his eyes on the opponent, he'd give a short breath. "You alright there, Barbados? Seems like she hits like a truck. Also telling from your attack, she seems to be quite resistant to physical attacks. This could work in our benefit though. It allows us not to hold back when beating her into the ground. Show no mercy." His tone was completely different when earlier he was so hesitant on injuring this girl.

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Tsurinai Naito shot Barbados a glare the moment he heard squirt once again. "You DO know I could just leave you here to die right now, right?" The silver haired student spoke in a blunt tone as his silver eyes shifted up towards the DJ Booth the Masked Man was currently at. If that man didn't have information, Naito would have summoned his Persona to go up there and destroy the entire booth. However, if he did that he knew he'd be ridding himself of time well spent. Finding out about Limbo himself was becoming quite an issue, as there were very little leads to follow when no one knew much of the supernatural world. It was quite possible he was one of the first to ever enter it, and even the Velvet Attendants seemed the opposite of knowledgeable when it came to the inner workings of the place. Well, atleast that's what it seemed like to him. For someone like this Masked Individual to understand the workings of this place, and even know how to control it. Well, that meant he was either stupid lucky, or a blatant genius. That facade he wore was obviously a sham, and it was quite obvious beneath that odd appearance was a person that thought things through and personally put himself ahead of the game. Heh, he was surely a worthy opponent for a Tsurinai. Naito was never one to put down a challenge of wits, and although the Masked Man won this round with using Satoshi against them, it wasn't the war. If the Persona-User could successfully beat this girl without killing her, it'd show that man the powers he was meddling with. Underestimating a Tsurinai, no matter their age or gender, was a mistake worthy of death. This man wouldn't be the first to be wiped out by a Tsurinai. Naito's Grand Father was the one who began the tradition of eliminating potential threats without any mercy. Though, the silver haired teenager was pretty sure his Grand Father did not have to deal with some strange supernatural world that seemed to want to kill people in their own bliss. After all, Satoshi Anya may have been a mindless zombie in here, and if she didn't get the proper nutrients her body would need, it was only a matter of time before she died. Unless that Masked Man was feeding her, which he highly doubted was the case here. Even though Naito wouldn't put it past him to sit down and spoon feed her like a baby.

Shaking the thoughts from his head thanks to the sound of a tarot card shattering, Naito's silver hues would shift towards Barbados who seemed to be healing himself. Her hit must have really hurt, hmm? The Tsurinai would have been grateful if it actually knocked his jaw off so he couldn't make his usually boastful remarks. Though, when looking back towards Satoshi Anya he saw that she was focusing her attention on Barbados. Shooting forward at the same time as her, the Tsurinai would kick Cole out the way of her attack, and inturn take it himself. The piercing strike to the gut caused him to almost vomit on bodily instinct, but instead only a sliver of saliva came flying out of his mouth. When she came for her next hit, he'd duck beneath her leg and send the hilt of his blade up into the backside of the leg that was not used in the kick. Pressing off his foot, he'd continue on with the moment of hitting her with the hilt, now following up with a slash right behind it. Though it did nothing but clank the dense armor on her body, it was better than doing nothing altogether. Maybe it'd even knock her off balance. Hopefully Barbados would take this opportunity to do his own attack, and possibly finally subdue this crazy woman that was tossing them around this nightclub like rag dolls. This was more than embarrassing; getting thrashed by a little girl. "Barbados, hit her now..! I'm sure she can take it, she's taking everything else like an annoyance tank!" Not only would a Persona attack be useful here, but it'd give them more ground to work with, yet it was too bad it may have been too risky. She was inhuman, and as such they needed inhuman powers to even the odds. But if they overdid it, the Masked Man got what he wanted and Satoshi would be dead with her blood on their hands. This situation was annoying and troublesome.

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With the critical strike from the blade, Anya would be taken off her feet and would fall hard with a thud onto the ground. Her heavy body made the ground shake the moment she hit the dance floor, and in those moments she'd be downed. Since Anya was on the ground now, what she would have previously been able to dodge would have landed.

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When Satoshi went down and lost her balance, the Tsurinai would spit a small amount of blood to the side before using his right sleeve to wipe his mouth. For the moment he could catch his breath. This woman was strong, and obviously it was because the Shadows were using her like a puppet on strings. Who knew they could boost someone's physical capabilities to such heights just by using their body as a nest. "This is a better time than any! Let's hit her when she's down! Though, hold off on the persona attacks, you're just exhausting your own stamina here." With that said, the Tsurinai would shoot towards the downed female and send a slash downwards with his blade. He'd slice her chest twice, literally hitting her when she was down, before sheathing his blade once again and look towards the DJ booth. With his toy down, Naito couldn't help but wonder if he was going to jump in. Apparently not, as he seemed rather quiet the moment she went down. Hopefully they could end her before she reclaimed her footing, but there was that chance things would never go that easy, right? Tch, quiet a pain in the rear, wasn't it? Well whatever, no matter how many times she reared her head, he'd be sure to cut it off.

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