Walking amongst the people [Open, NK]

The cloaked male continued to watch the brief encounter that Takeo seemed to be having with the masses. It was not that interesting, mind you, it was just Takeo giving a few go happy speeches and attempting to cement his rule with the adoration of the people.. Then, however, it got somewhat interesting. A boy had started to attack another boy, very close to the Tenkage.. Now, in most ANBU's minds, that was a direct threat to the Kage's safety and health and should be dealt with in a harsh fashion. However, given as this was Takeo and Xyxer had lots of experience with the boy, he knew he could look after his own back, so he continued to watch the duo's fight, wondering what would occur.

Well that went rather well, Takeo was rather glad that he had managed to deal with such a strange question early on. He watched as Altar turned, likely to walk off, and then suddenly spin back around. Oh, was he attacking someone? From where he was Takeo wasn't sure if this was aimed at him or the other boy, but then again it didn't really matter. Reflexes kicked, and the moment the boy began his attack Takeo would begin his own. It was rather simple really, just a slight kick into the back of the boy's legs. Though with the vast difference between Takeo's and the boy's strength it would likely send Altar falling backwards onto the floor if he failed to predict and dodge the kick. "Refrain from starting fights in the middle of the street please." He directed this towards the both of them, lazily waving his hand over towards one of the few training towers scattered around Tengakure. "We have training towers for a reason."

Altar spun, aiming to start a fight with Goon. As he spun, his coat whipping around behind him, he saw a shadow of a figure up on the rooftops. Well...maybe starting a fight here wasn't the best course of action. After all, he could always just challenge Goon to a fight somewhere more orderly. Plus, somewhere they wouldn't be disturbed or interrupted. Somewhere where Altar could beat the blood from Goon's body to teach him to show respect...

Altar was about to stop his actions, however, he saw Takeo move. Assuming that he was jumping to Goon's rescue, Altar would continue his spin, lifting his feet off the ground and spinning in the air, landing a small distance away from both of them, low to the ground. Once he assumed that the situation was safe, he would walk back to them, hearing Takeo's advice to move the fight to the training towers. Probably a good idea...

"If you say so, Tenkage. Goon, what say you? Shall we move our fight to the training towers?" Altar would say, turning his attention to Goon mid-sentence, eager to get the opportunity to fight.

Watching the figure he had found amusing have his attack be stopped by Takeo, he was somewhat angered at the lack of entertainment.. He'll have to make his own. After all, the boy had denied the righteous Tenkage's blessing by not allowing his godly leg to grace his dirty, believer body.. At least he should be a believer, and not atheist scum. Xyxer jumped down from the roof that was 20 meters above the ground, the impact of the landing simply being shook off without injury, he was roughly 10 meters behind Altar with obviously, the other two being in front of the male by around 5 meters. It was a rather crowded alley that they were in, no exits for Altar besides going over the buildings or pushing past one of the two parties. He spoke sternly, "Your life is void now, and I'll do with it as I see fit, do you understand?" Looking towards Altar, ready to hunt him if need be, or if the boy had wit, simply detain him. After all, previous experiences had proved Xyxer did not mind civilian casualties nor excessive violence.

"Yeah we can do that, not now though, I think you might have something else to take care." Goon would say, as he saw someone dropping from the roofs,he figured that's who was watching them. As the man landed and was coming closer to them, his face was unable to be seen covered by a mask.

The intentions of the man was unknown, until he spoke. Goon watched, waiting to see Altar's reaction. He wanted to start a fight over something petty and now it seemed he got it.

Oh, it seemed the boy somehow managed to dodge a kick that he was unable to track. Must be a super human. Takeo was never a fan of super humans, and thus when Xyxer decided to grace the alleyway with his presence he did not bother to do anything in retaliation. Xyxer did after all hold a certain amount of power within the village, considering that he was the joint-Kage and all. "Well this escalated quickly." His tone was light, giving the impression that he was joking. Though his eyes spoke volumes to Xyxer if he caught it, the boy must be punished for his insolence. How dare he dodge a kick from his divine leader.

Altar smirked at Goon's comment. So, it seemed another person had a problem with him. Altar would turn around to come face to face with a man in a mask, looking to see the shadow on the rooftops gone. So, it seemed the ever mysterious follower had dropped to join them and now was going to make an attempt on his life. Odds were, anyway. Everyone seemed to want his head. Why exactly was that? Everyone else shit talked him, and he got the blame. Amazing. Another thing to throw on the list of 'Reasons i'd kill everyone'. Altar could almost feel the piss and vinegar pouring from Takeo, probably about the dodge. Well fuck, if other people could dodge shit they weren't able to, so could he.

Anyway, he'd have to deal with Goon later. Altar heard the newcomer's statement, grinning at it. He turned to look the newcomer in the eyes, and noticed his face obscured by a rigid mask, cracked. Well...wonderful.

"At least you got one thing right. My life is void, but it's been that way for a loooong time. You need to keep up. As or the other thing, yeah, no. Dream on, my life will never be yours. It's my life, and you can take it from me when i'm buried." Altar would say, bristling at the man's comment. This man was clearly out of his league, but if it was gonna come to a fight, he'd at least go down swinging. And he'd be damn sure to take someone with him.

It was quite amusing to Xyxer.. the boy, whom was now talking like an emo kid at a black veil brides concert, had said his life is not Xyxer's plaything. That was funny. Another funny thing, was how the male was about to be put in a genjutsu. He had looked into the males eyes after all, and, funnily enough, Xyxer's eyes were not very obscured by the mask. There was the amberish glow from one as there always had been.. and the demonic crimson that beamed from the other, a sign of the sharingan. As soon as the boy had looked into his sharingan, he had been ensnared by the genjutsu but Xyxer felt no need to interrupt his talking, it was quite funny, after all. There was a small alert to the genjutsu however, the eyes of Xyxer both briefly turned as dark as the night before coming back to normal within a second.


"You see, your life has belonged to me since the minute you decided to annoy the Tenkage with your pitiful actions. You're a welp, and forever will you be a welp; the underdog in every situation that never wins." He snarled, advancing upon the male. It was a small, confident stride that was closing the distance quite quickly. Of course, Xyxer did not feel worried about the male.. he had him in a genjutsu after all which would mean he didn't have to beat the pup into an unrecognizable mess.. but he would like to.

Goon chuckled at the little joke, followed by silence. He looked the masked man up and down, but all he could tell was that the man was confident. There was no sense in looking at a covered face, so he stuck to trying to read his body language. Goon could also tell the man was disgusted by the way he snarled at Altar. He looked like a fool sometimes the best thing to do was to submit, especially to someone that looked like death. Smarts usually beats hearts.

Goon felt weak in the presence of the two men. He didn't like it, it made him feel useless. So he made a mental note to train after he leaves. He needed to get stronger, especially, if he wanted to thrive and survive in this village he calls home. It was his duty.