Tmac just being Tmac

The man's grip tightened and this was something Tmac was not too fond of. He had finally killed an annoying ass ninja but now he was probably going to be killed in the process. It seemed like the man was looking to somebody because the man said "Hmm...I wonder where they are?" Tmac was not trying to meet whoever they was and rolled his head back as if he had been knocked out, maybe he could make a run for it when the man wasnt paying attention.

Sayomi walked up around this point, having been traversing the village for a long while lost in thought. His activated Byakugan dojutsu eyes allowing full vision of the area as he approached Osore. With a glance at the Genin he makes a simple off handed remark. 

"What's with the unconscious guy?" he asks the Kage, his dojutsu allowing total vision of his functioning body.

Osore glances to the child who appears to have just gone limp, he frowns and furrows his eyebrows...why did he pick this child up again??
The walk here was boring as he didn't speak and he's forgotten why he picked up the boy in the first place...then again...he is a bit peckish...but the boy is not nearly enough for a true raw sacrifice.

Osore perks up glancing towards Sayomi with a wide smile "No idea!" He chirps happily "But I've been getting some reports...an old friend of mine has returned to the village and boy is he one screwed up little monkey!" He states Osore actually pausing for a moment and...shuddering in slight fear...remembering something from the past "..It's actually best to keep him happy..he's useful..incredibly so...in fact.." Osore blinks with a small smirk glancing towards the boy "We shall give him a present...Sayomi...paralyze him so we can wrap him properly." He states his eyes narrowing upon the boys frame with a small giggle of glee.

"Whoa whoa whoa" Tmac says getting up making it clear he is not dead or passed out "Hold the fuck on im not a gift or some shit like that im just tryna get the fuck out of here so i can get some revenge is that too much to ask for?" "I got shit to do on a much grander scale then fucking around here and becoming gifts for people, i plan on fucking over a village so if you want a gift you should probably take the boy i killed on the street."

Sayomi sighed, there were few things that made less sense then Osore, and this Genin was one of those things. His eyes would lock with that of Tmac's a strange cold gaze meeting his before the man shrugs his shoulders. The kid wasn't going anywhere now anyway. 

"Our old friend? Or is it a different one of yours?" 

He couldn't imagine Osore having any other friends other then the one they shared. Well he might have at one time, but he probably ate them or something. Now what were they supposed to wrap him with? None of these plans ever made sense, Sayomi always just seemed to be along for the ride.

Osore blinks and tilts his head to the left "Sayomi...you've never met this one..." He states in a strangely vacant tone "In fact...it's better you don't..." He states closing his eyes once with a strangely serious grimace upon his normally psychotically smiling face.
His eyes open before he walks towards a table carrying the boy with him after Sayomi is done with his actions before casually tossing him upon the table his arms and legs tensing as he prepares for any actions.

Tmac tried to block out their conversation as he heard nothing remotely close to your allowed to go or something like that. Tmac looked at them both with a burning hatred. The shit that bothered Tmac was he knew they could kill him any second but they were simply fucking with him and Tmac hated that. At this point Tmac would not care if he died or not he would do so doing things how he wanted to do it, weather they chose to let him live or not was up to them. Tmac was brought over to a table and thrown onto it like Tmac would have thrown a newborn baby. "Look, just let me fucking go so i can go about my business, what the hell do you want from me anyway?"

Upon eye contact with Sayomi the boy would be completely paralyzed. His genjutsu would not allow for the boy to make a single movement, his mind completely under the Hyuuga man's influence. Not that it was entirely necessary, if needed they could just carve off his legs. At least this was a little less messy.

Sayomi shrugs at Osore's remark, having no feelings one way or another about this curious "other friend" that he was talking about. In the continuing theme of their 2-way conversation, both men ignore the constant cursing that their patients often screamed out. 

"Did you need anything else?"

If they were keeping him alive then they had plenty of other eyes and limbs to replace what they wanted. Guess it would all depend on how lucky this kid was, and what Osore planned to do with him.

Osore hums turning his head towards Sayomi as he speaks the boys limp form still being tossed against the table as the cannibal rests folds his arms over his chest tilting his head to the left. "Go into the closet, fetch the green and red wrapping paper and blue bow...oh...and some ninja wire.." He states with a small smile his eyes scanning up the boys frame "..maybe we should take off the boys fingers...just to be safe." He says calmly his right hand cupping his own chin while his left slides against his own hip.

Soon as the kazankage told the other man to fetch some ninja wire Tee said in his mind "shit im not getting my ass killed here without a fight." Tee would jump up from the table and say "fuck that im not getting my shits chopped off." If successful Tee would jump out the window hopefully landing and escape.