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Arlo ran into someone and he would fall to the ground picking up all his papers that he had dropped before looking up at the rather tall man he had just hit, everyone in this area was some sort of wannabe criminal so Arlo would skip being nice instead he would stand up and look the man square in the eyes. "Watch it buddy, and take one of these" Arlo would hold out the flyer on it was a simple grand opening for the cleaners if one fully looked at it they would see the details for a tournament held by the company in the next month unless the date was changed there was a prize that would be mentioned at the tournament and opening betting for anyone looking to watch the fights. Other than that it was 1k zenii to simply watch the bouts. Arlo of course was gonna enter and despite being weak at the moment he planned to train a little in prep for it.

He would dust himself off and just as he did  someone would come around the corner and bump the boy to the ground again causing him to drop all his papers once again Arlo would not say anything instead he would scoff and motion his displeasure by spreading his hands out in the direction of the man that had just bumped into him. Some drunk from the broken tap and for the most part it was nothing to worry about. Arlo would pick up his papers again his one senzu bean having fallen out he would place that bag into his bag as well before standing up if the man was still right there Arlo would turn to him.

"Would you happen to be apart of a gang or anything?

Arlo would look the man up and down he could sense his strength and if he didn't know about the gangs well he was probably some kinda local to Ginger town, So Arlo would drop the tough act.

"Sorry man, i assumed everyone in this area of Ginger town is affiliated in criminal activity in some way that is why i am here my laundry company just opened and we are hosting a tournament anyone can enter, it will help get some attention to the company and hopefully there will be some stains people need cleaned."

of course cleaning meant killing them but a normal martial artist didn't need to know that Arlo would fully put away his papers and then give himself one final dust off before looking back at the man. He would point in the direction out of the ginger town suburbs, "you seem like a fighter you will have luck going to the city dojo's for a fight here someone will kill you just for looking the way you do, you look like a business man "

"well it's a laundry business we just are stain specialist i got the idea from something my father had told me long ago, We who are delivered unto thee do accept our fates with this plea. Our allegiance shall be eternally, less my heart is ripped from me. We do accept thy will and command until I am set to disband. Our mission is true, as our leader sends- or a blade through my neck as it bends. This world is mine to have, to hold. So I shall kill those who I'm told. I am a God, not a Man, for your fate is at my command.

We slay the corrupt so our world may prosper down the path we see fit, do not worry yourself with little things. We are the big picture.  "

Arlo's eyes would wander as he said this and one would have a true look into the boys alignment he was a cold blooded murder who thought himself a hero, in the wrong setting he could set the world afire in the right one he could be the hero everyone needed but he knew deep down that his demon routes would get the better of him eventually no matter how much he suppressed them he had gotten to a point in his training that the Makyo power would activate on his own almost beckoning him but as of now he had pushed the feeling down.

When Arlo looked back at the man his face would show little emotion but it would look as if he was judging the man with every look it, mortals.....Arlo felt the word come to his mind more and more lately and despite the power of these mortals he felt like they would always be beneath him it was beginning to become digust Arlo would wipe the feeling away like a simple blink he didn't exactly understand his thought process one half of him was the person he had always remembered but another half was something else, he had felt this way ever since he opened that portal he could not help but wonder what would have happened had he gone in.

"So yes just normal laundry, everyone is a stain in someone's eyes hopefully i never have to wash your shirt."

Arlo would chuckle at the statement as dark as it was there was no contract he would not fulfill he would work in the same manner as death inc in the same manner as his father, We are the law, everyone else is a peasant and below us. The thought would flow into his mind of his father hitting a six year old Arlo in the back with a kento stick....follow your mind- not your heart. Or you will be lead to death, not righteousness., another hit to the back and the young Arlo would not even make a sound his eyes fully red but at that age anger was not enough to unlock his true power....We slay the corrupt so our world may prosper down the path we see fit, do not worry yourself with little things. We are the big picture.
Another hit and the boys memory would fade away and he would be back into the real world...in truth it was the reason his mother had tried to kill herself, slay the corrupt but Arlo never knew that, never knew that demons were always on the list of corrupt to be threaded out of the giant wheel we call life.

"eh we will go wherever is needed if that is what you mean, nowhere or body is untouchable. But if you mean in terms on how known we are i just started the business so for now we are not that big but with the grand opening that i have planned hopefully all that will change, you should come. Big guy like you might even win the tournament make some Zenii"


Arlo would chuckle he intended on joining the tournament himself and he planned on winning it. He didn't care who joined or how strong they were he would simply break through his limits and become something better something stronger. He would tilt his body altering the way he was standing so he would get a clear look down the street from both directions he would offer a sigh and then look back at the man.


"Arlo Sasori; what's your name? and you say you are not from around here which city do you usually reside in hopefully not one of the ones that got destroyed or with the crazy stuff going on right now; I almost went to the city to look myself but I figured there was no point if the earth can't make a proper defense of its own resources than the leaders we have should be snuffed out and replaced." 

They had been standing here for quite a little bit and Arlo was starting to get a little weird about the whole ordeal he would allow the man time to finish answering but after that well either the two would have to go somewhere to talk or Arlo would have to get a move on and pass out more of the flyers he wanted to get as many out as possible before the grand opening.

Arlo would shift a little the man said north city so that meant he had to be big time in a way only bigger gangs and criminals could make it in the bigger city's police looking to move up the ranks and the everyday criminal catcher or vigilant were always looking to make a name for themselves of course Arlo's profession was not the same as most he could in a sense work out of anywhere cause he was not simply causing mayhem and if he was good at what he did he would never be caught in the first place. This man Derrick of the snakes would surely be someone worth remembering and here's to hoping he made it too the tournament.

"It was nice talking to you, but i think we should talk again before the tournament maybe in the center of north city in a week? either way it was nice meeting you Derrick Ottoy."

Arlo would walk away and into the crowd which was the small area becoming lost in the area.

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