Walking amongst the people [Open, NK]

Takeo had grown bored of this fiasco. With a slight wave he turned and made his way back out into the streets. "Have fun." He lightly said, adjusting his hat slightly before he stepped back out into the public eye. Appearances were everything after all, and he always need to look fabulous when he ventured out.

[Exit]

Altar felt...strange. He really couldn't explain it. He just felt off. Whatever, it was probably nothing. That happened all the time to him. But his gut instinct said that something was off...so that left a bad decision. Trust his mind, or trust his instincts. Then again...this man was dangerous. That evil glint to his eyes, the sharp flash that they gave off from behind the holes in the mask...that sharp flash...the sharp flash. That flash. That had to be something. Now, Altar had only to figure out what it was. Oh, and now more lecturing about how pitiful his life was and how much he sucked. Boooooring. Either this guy needed new material, or he just wasn't gonna be effective against Altar. Seriously, Altar had already come to terms with everything he'd said. Repeating it wasn't gonna hurt much.

"Yeah, you're right. Thanks for telling me what I already know" Altar ould say, shrugging off the demeaning comments and yawning. There are few things you can't do to Altar, but trying to make him feel bad about himself was one.

Xyxer was now in front of the male and he had not attempted anything. That was a pleasant sight. Looking down upon the boy, both his red and amber eyes seeming to bore into his skull, picketing his brains for whatever information a Genin could possess.. This was a good position for Xyxer the boy, he was able to stop him from performing the Genjutsu Kai if he was capable of figuring out what he was under. So it was, that the Abysswalker moved his hands towards one arms of the boy as he shrugged, caring little for going fast as he put his money on the illusion the boy was facing. You see, if the boy was to react in any physical way, he would find himself impaled on a plethora of spikes that suddenly sprouted from the ground, much like the Kaguya's ninjutsu technique. Blood would squirt and it'd be quite a funny day, except Xyxer believed that mentally scarring a child would not leave him in high esteem, so he settled for something lesser for now. Upon grasping the arm, attempting to whether he physically fought it off or not, he would then proceed to bend it by the elbowand by the shoulder, forcing the arm into an awkward position before a sickening cracking was heard; obviously of the bones. "It was my pleasure."

Provided everything had gone according to plan and the boy had not avoided the breakage of an arm, which he only could be breaking from the genjutsu and reacting to Xyxer in the real world, he would now lift up Altar and simply walk off with him. Tengakure's ANBU were unable to afford handcuffs or rope, so he settled for the next best thing of brute force, illusions and prisons.

[EXIT if all goes well]

Goon started getting hungry, his stomach growled.Why was Altar standing there like a fool, he wondered, he should of tried something instead of acting as billy bad ass. Goon got bored and he already saw who had this won and with that in mind he left. As he walked away he thought he heard a loud crack but who knows , Goon could of been hallucinating.

[Exit]

Altar smirked as he heard the telltale snap of his arm breaking. Well, shit. That may be a problem. After he had broken his arm, the man picked Altar up, walking off with him, it seemed. Altar would snap his arm back into position, hoping that helped his arm heal faster. If he was going with this man, which it seemed he was, then he'd need to be able to fight as best he could. That in mind, Altar returned to his normal cocky self.

"Ah, that all ya got, sunshine? It'll take more than a broken arm to shut me up and keep me down, mind you. And jesus, before you go carrying me off, you could at least take me to dinner" Altar would say, prodding the man. If this was the way it was gonna be, then he'd need the man infuriated. Anger tended to make people lose their head, making them unconscious in their fighting. That could give him an advantage, should it come to that. Hopefully, it wouldn't. Altar could fend for himself, but this man...had a deathly aura coming from him. Then again, he kinda liked that. It reminded him of someone...oh yeah, himself...

~Exit~