Ark 16 Episode 56: Started From The Bottom

Participants

 * Tomoko Tetsu
 * Connor Ryoji

Continuous Practice
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SYM-RJwSGQ8&index=10&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl&shuffle=1127 ) a day passed since he was last at his sensei’s house, and Connor was given a few days off to relax and reccoperate. However connor spent hours of the day, practicing to perfect his Pusshu Bakufu technique he’d finally grasped for the first time. The Technique itself is one of the absolute most BASIC of chi techniques avalible to any practitioner of the energy and isn’t really a feat, but Connor considered it a mile stone. Looking at this small technique as the basis of all techniques. Today for example, connor sat in a were house basement, his phone blaring loud and relaxing music, as he’d stood for hours practicing his condensation of the pushu bakufu to his finger just like Toushin thought him to do. The bright blue orb of energy at the end of his finger, wouldn’t leave it for he knew shooting it off in public was just dumb. (http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s70/mysticdensukez/Martial%20Arts%20Gifs/Aura%20Gifs/ibd0BrIr7j2D7X_zpse94422b3.gif?t=1407974666 )Washi chimed into connor’s head. “you’re doing great connor, I’m shocked. I always knew you were quick to combat, but this is something out of your own personal field.” Connor smiled and replied aloud since no one was around so he thought. “Yeah, well I’m pretty damn awesome when I wanna be. Besides, he’d been secretly pumping me up for this through all that other exorcise. This part is like breathing to me. So now I work on compressing it as much as I can, until I find the right fit. Then I can release the energy as I want to, and then…” Connor would let t he energy disappear from his finger before making a shooting notion with his finger and going. “BANG.” Connor smiled, and blew on his finger, as if he had a real smoking gun. “How long was that washi, and hour?” “Actually 2 hours and thrity minutes.” Connor nodded with the “not bad” meme face. “I can dig it.” putting off his training gear, and putting on his regular clothing over his training vest, he’d slap on a white t-shirt, some faded jeans, and his timberland boots, picking his phone up and off the floor, and his back on his back, making his way up and out of the warehouse in District 2, and heading back down the street towards the brothel he stayed in for the time being. His hand in his pocket, and another hand on his backpack strap, he’d pop his neck from side to side, and ponder different ways he was going to try and master this technique quicker. A thought came across his mind as he’d need a source of prophet. Hover boards were almost out of supply, and he was going to need something if he was gonna keep shipping out loans. Maybe an increased payment plan or something of that caliber.

Disobeidence
SayuriAkagi: -The limo had just made its way around front of the Imagery Corps building when 34yr old beauty with a raven colored Chinese bob hair style, icy purple blue eyes, dressed in a white bloused with black leather pants body suit ensemble, and pair of black heeled boots stepped out from the main entrance of the building. Again the meeting amoung those in the highest offices of the Arasumaru was tedious most of it was about Yani’s ever expanding district while others spoke only their concern of what would happen now that the heir of Yun Corp was back. Indeed the seed of Damian Yun did posed a problem especially for herself since the Shiroi Ookami’s strong hold was now presently in the Downtown connector, Tomoko herself remember reading that back in Kasaihana youth how the city was divided between the Big 3 in the city’s archives. “The Ryoji’s manned D3, the Yun’s D2 and Keyth’s father built the Kagemaru up around D1…interesting indeed just what were you three thinking back then when you forged this town any how?” she asked herself out loud as the driver got out and made his way to the back of the vehicle opening the rotating car door so that she could get inside. “Arigato Roy-san.” Was all she said bending at the waist placing her head first into the vehicle which was soon followed by the rest of her agile form taking a seat on the lounge styled chair in back. Roy closed the door again returning to his post at the front of the car shutting his door behind him and then placing the care into drive by releasing its hydraulics so that the vehicle could take to the air and join the others in the mid-day lunch traffic. “Boss there’s no word yet from the Dou Li Agents or Miss Arisu yet as to them procuring the boy.” Roy tells her somberly whilst driving. Tomoko replies, “That doesn’t surprise me in the least Roy I just hope those fools took heed to my warnings not to fuck with Connor the wrong way after all he is Arasumaru.” As returns to her thoughts about the constant prattle she heard earlier while in today’s meeting before suddenly stating, “Roy take me to wharf I have terrible ass feeling about how this shit is about to go the hell down.” “Hai Tetsu-san” is all the driving told her making a wild turn in the middle of the air traffic ways to bring the care over in the other directions. Meanwhile on the other side of town in the Warehouse wharf of D2 5 of Tomoko’s human Dou Li soldiers stood patiently awaiting the exit of Connor Hinamori a person that to these men seem rather trivial to them as it was on the Oyabun of the Shiroi Ookami’s order they dare not question them or return with failure, for these men it was better to died in battle than to face the head of the Clan in shame or failure, they didn’t have to wait long for in matters of minutes afterward did the boy emerge from the build almost at once the men leaped into action disobeying one of their direct orders not to engage the child in hostile like manner before stating their intensions this like all things would cost them dearly of course. With guns a blazing and weapons drawn the soliders moved towards the boy never once stating their intentions but making enemies before first knowing if they one they approached was in fact a friend. “So your Hinamori Connor….hahaha tell me now just why in the hell would I boss be interesting in fucking brat like you huh?” one man taunted. “Heh maybe the boss think hell be a better solider than any of us hey Jace.” Another cackled. “Doubt that beside what could a runt like him do verses us?”

Should've Listened
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wPmXRMnrZJ8&index=174&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl   ) Connor continued his lofty stroll down the street smiling and sighing before stopping in the sidewalk to see five odd dressed men waiting paitenlty before him. that’s when they all began to move and attack form nearly nowhere, just out of the blue malice. Connor could sense the negivtivity in the air, and the mallcious inetent from these men and he loved it. Hell   he   felt empowered by it all, for some odd reason he hand’t figured out yet. All be it as they rushed him, connor didn’t hesitate, didn’t even speak a wise crack or a cocky word. He merely smiled, and drew his right arm back, and cupped his right bicept with his left hand. As he did this, in one simultaneous motion, he’d back step, about 4 feet keeping distance from them and him, any chi practioner could see connor sending a flourish of chi to his elbow and his right hand, in a bright blue glow! After reaching the end of his four foot stride, connor would send his fist into the ground! His vest acting as a rubberband to his movement and further accelerating his hit ratio to a psi around 800-1,000, but that was just the physical part. Connor used his destruction chi to erupt destructive energy into the ground and send the ground infront of him, i.e the ground whom the men running twaords him were standing on, up into the air by 7 feet! This would in turn, push his attackers into the air and off the ground by a total of 15 feet! Connor’s movements as swift and fast, and fluent as a continuous stream of water, if this attempt worked, the men would be suspeneded 15 feet in the air momentarily, and connor knew this much. Acting in eigths of a second, connor would dart to his left, bouncing off of the hood of an oncoming car and converting his horizontal momentum into vertical momentum, he’d let his body shoot into the air 14 feet! As he did though, his body would turn in a cartwheel and put him upside down, as now, the chi he sent to his elbow would make it’s way to his finger, emitting as a marble sized blue orb. Connor only smirked for half a second before uttering out a word. “. . .Bang.” Connor would launch the pushu bakufu from his finger, a technique he’d been practicing for hours now! (http://stream1.gifsoup.com/view5/4866199/spirit-gun-o.gif )At more powerful levels, Ones Chi or Hadou has the ability to create a telekinetic impulse via the power put into it, launching a concussive burst of pressurized air-not unlike the blast of an archaic 'pipe bomb'-that would impact a target with enough force to knock it over, launch it into the air, or even (particularly in the case of fragile materials such as ceramics) shatter it into pieces. The greater the user's Chi ability control, the larger the pressure differential, and thus the stronger the effect and the heavier the target. With practice, a skilled Chi user could increase the range and arc of the blast without lowering the average kinetic energy, creating a blanketed wave instead of a focused impulse. Truly gifted practitioners could generate a concussive blast that would radiate from them for dozens of meters in all directions, detonating with the Hadou of a conventional explosive. The user is able to form compressed explosions as a straight punch of pressurized air to be projected out or thrown. When the highly moving pressurized air comes into contact with a target, the air is released with force, from sudden gusts to hurricane force winds. With training, the user could be able to detonate the bombs at will. In Connor's case however, he does not release it with his fist, or an open palm, but his finger. Toushin thought connor that the push blast is much stronger when condensed from a small focal point, to an outwards bigger point, as such he thought connor to focus the chi for the technique into his right index finger instead. This cause connor to create a bright blue/red orb on the end of his index finger, the chi sitting there until he's ready to fire it. When connor is ready to fire the blast, it has the same effects as a regular push blast, but 2x the norm amount since it's been so highly compressed. As such, connor can change it's size from that of the average size and speed of a bullet to that of a funnel, staring from a point and expanding into a blanketed wave, the size of course depending on Connor's will. In this case, Connor would make the blast the size of a nine millimeter bullet, accelerating at standard speeds, and having little wind resistance, it would have the help of kinetic energy to pick up it’s discharge and naturally be faster than that thanks to the compression of it. in short it was 2x faster than a regular bullet. Connor aimed this blast, slightly below the arms of his attackers body’s since, their arms would flail up anyway due to reaction and airborness, but even if they didn’t then the attack would attempt to pierce the muscle, but the same general effect to be explained:   if his initial attack worked, they’d all be in the air in a row of sorts, and with this one shot connor would attempt to shoot the small push blast through each one of their rib cages, one by one, passing from one body to the next, in a bloody display of skill and precision! If this was successful each attacker would have the following organs ruptured: both lungs, severed rib left and right, and a hole right in their aortas. Connor’s shot was fast enough to hit each mid section before gravity played to huge a role, but even if it did some men run the risk of getting the hole In their necks and hitting their jugulars which would kill them remotely quicker! This attack would cause their bodies to QUICKLY bleed out if they didn’t get some medical attention of the sort or some kind! If successful their bodies would fall to the ground limp and near lifeless. If they did survive they’d have about a few minutes (1 post) to do connor in before their bodies would fail on them from complete heart failure. Connor would complete his cartwheel and land on the ground in a seventy-fifth of a second and land on t he ground in a squat, only to smirk and flick his nose with his thumb. “. . .Nice shot Connor.” Washi would be dumbfounded Connor grasped it so quickly and took such skillful action. “Thanks. Sadly I’ve only got one shot left for the day, but eh. I’ll just save it.” if the initial ground burst missed, connor would back step and shoot the reaming chi in his elbow to his finger and charge it. if the aerial shot missed connor’s cartwheel would continue and he’d land on the ground in a squat and stay there waiting for the pack.

SayuriAkagi: -The car has just spun into the wharf when Tomoko herself felt the rush of chi flow through the air ways which was her domain this in turn caused her eyes to narrow harshly and her lips to spew out the words, “Fucking assholes!” through her gritted pair of pearly white teeth. Quickly she unlatched the air safety lock on the doors as Roy started to bring the car around to land it the door swung open on its on and before her could look back the Oyabun was gone without so much as trace into the breeze. In the airways she could hear the grunts, groans, and cracking over the various limbs that were being broken in the fight that she’d herself had ordered NOT to happen but she would immediate fix that if any of this fucks were still alive when she got there of course, about a mile or so from where it all was happening she ceased her running at mid-stride observing the young man that was now the form of Connor Hinamori. Like the pictures she’d seeing Densuke he was his mirror image but lack the bit that would make father and son rivals rather than equals on the playing field and it was that very reason that she’d asked her men get the boy but like Connor they too needed some brains as well she noted letting nothing more just heels of her boots announce her presence as she came upon the group that lay either dead or about to be on the ground with the boy at the heart of the carnage. Looking to her men Tomoko let a scowl hit her face as her right hand reached for the .22 Siguar that was on her right garter withdrew it and blew the brains out of those who were still alive the moment they saw her face before re-sheathing in its hoister again.- “Hinamori Connor it’s been a long time.” -She says the thickness of her Asian accent flowing from her lips as she allowed the boy to see her face in the hopes that despite the Asian bob hair cut he would still know who she is from when he was a boy in his mother’s arms.- “ You must forgive my bakka soldiers they knew better than to attack you and yet they did for that as you have seen they were executed as traitors to me, their Oyabun and our family the Arasumaru.”

Aunti Moko?
Connor would look over at a car pulling up. A woman with a bob cut and a pretty voluptuous body for an Asian woman. She pulled out a gun, and literally capped the other men on the ground as the y were bleeding out, ridding them quickly and efficiently. As she did, she’d sheath the weapon, and speak to connor. Her thick accent trigged connor off remembering who she actually was. As she spoke, connor would rub his chin. “Not gonna lie, that was pretty boss offing them like that aunti moko. I thought I recognized you. Of course now really looking at you, I’m glad we’re family. By the way, it’s Ryoji Connor now. I’ve abaonded my mothers name for the best of reasons.” Connor would flick his nose with   his thumb, closing his eyes for a moment before looking at her again, his red eyes studying his aunti curious. “Well it’s good to know you’re still doing the damn thing as far as the arasumaru goes. Question though, why did they come after me? I don’t want to think it’s you but…well these past few weeks there’ve been aloooooooooooot of people gunning for me.” Connor would place his hand on his neck and push his neck to the side a bit popping his neck, and closing one eye as he did it.

SayuriAkagi: She couldn’t help but chuckle at the boys remarks to having accepted his father’s last night which in her option was the smartest move she’d seen him do period since she got back into town. “I’d done the same but you prolly have already heard why from the boys, btw its Boss Asakura now, I’ve left the halls of Imagary for my own protect in the heart of downtown. And yeah I know hence why I wanted them to come and get you before I had to unveil the twins and take somebodies ass out but these dicks seemed to have their own person issues with it, no matter. Dead men tell no tales come with me please if you will, we need to talk.” The older woman states quickly and to the point making it clear as to why shes here at the moment turn in the heels of her boots heading back in the direction of the car where Roy awaited his mistress and the one hed hoped to be accompanying. If connor was following her hed been greated by Roy in a formal bow as tomoko says “Roy back to the office please, and this is Connor” “Pleasure I am sure.” The driver states getting back into the car as Moko does the same the faint light of the sun catching both of her gems of her bridal set without fail once she was in and slide over to make room for the boy.

Down To Business
Connor would continue to listen, and his eyebrows would perk up as she mentioned something about coming with her. “sure, I guess. Wasn’t doing much else.” Connor would follow her, and sit in the seat as she moved over, and greet the driver back. “Yo bro.” Connor would place his bag in his lap, and lean back in the seat, folding his arms behind his head and yawning. “hey you got any snacks in here? It’s getting to the point where when I use a good bit of chi I get hungry as a mu’fucka. Don’t cars like these have food compartments?” Connor would look around from side to side, seeing if there was anything to salvage. “So, what did you wanna talk about??” Connor would sit up a bit, making eye contact, with a look of question on his face. This was pretty out of the blue for him, especially since she’s never really kept in contact with him until now.

Tomoko gestures to the fridge that was in back with them with her head almost wanting laugh at him as he reminded her of her own sin Akira when she'd have to come in the company car to get him from school. "Help yourself,   sorry I've out of touch and what not once Yani returned to town the father of my kids Akuma and Claymore bused me the hell outta town, at the time I wasn't aware of what happened" she cut that part of the conversation short as it made her temper rise even at mentioning a part of what happened to Connor, and the fact that Amy stood in her face with a smile saying how happy she was and that she going plan her baby shower made her livid to boot. "Getting a hold of Densuke is impossible as we both know due to his status with the officials so you'll have forgive me for not seeing if you were ok. The reason I wanted to see you is to first see how things have been since then and to talk to about whats going on lately at the school." Tomoko's gaze turning super serious all of a sudden while looking in his direction.

Connor looked towards the back, and opened the fridge, pulling out a bag of Doritos, and a grape Fanta soda, placing the bag in one hand and the soda in his lap, as he’d open the bag faithfully, and even with it being full, he’d til the bag back and his mouth would expand, allowing the chips to flow right in as Conor chewed and munched, munched and chewed, before crumpling the bag up and eating it to. He’d then begin twisting the cap off the soda, listening to what she was saying about being out of touch. He’d nod at fact she’d been bused out of town, and sigh as the soda left his lips. “Ahhh I’ve heard about that Yani fellow from pops. He’s a sick bastard at that. Doing kin’s pops like that..though I’m not particularly fond of Kin anymore. Not the point.” Connor cleared his throat, and leaned back, slinging his arm over the seat. “Getting in contact with pops is always a hassle. Guy doesn’t wanna be found is all I can say. Then again I can’t blame em. Waaaaaaaay to many locked secrets. Besdies the vigilante thing that’s public now hahaha. “ connor would rub the back of his neck smiling. Been a while since he had other family to talk to. As she asked about school, her gaze tunred a lil…serious toned, but connor wasn’t much feeling it and kept his light demeanor. “Ahhh a bunch of bullshit. Though, I am awfully close to taking over the place if I get all of my enemies outta the way. Conquer a few clubs with my fist, bully some kids cause I can, I get free stuff, and I neeeever have to do a lick of work. Seroiusly I’ve got ALL A’s, and I haven’t even read a single page of text. Schools gonna fly by if I keep it up.” Connor would cross his hands and uncross them gesturing wit his last line of speech, with closed eyes and a smile.

Most of what Connor was say wasn't news to her in the least though the parts about school were seriously about to make him ouch him full out in the balls, bully ppl always got ppl killed later on down the line and given what the boy was and what was attached to him, yes she could feel its presence too that would be all ir would need to completely conjure the boy and live it days out here in the mortal realm bring misery to others. This was something Tomoko knew the oni slayers that now dwelled some where in the city wouldn't allow even if it ment killing them all to find the one responsible, and she wasn't about to die a because this one was being a dumb bitch. "Aight you aint gotta like me digging into shit but please dont make it so obvious." -she felt something the air totally change around them as he spoke before completely getting to the point of things leaning foward with both obe over lapping the other resting the chin of her lovely face onto the back side of them with a soft smile on her lips- "As to "taking over the school" dude its fucking high school once its over then what? Do you think you'll be able to apply those same childish antics you did there out here in the real world? Because honestly I know you can only survive on brute strength for so long before someone bigger and bladder than stomps your spine into the back of your spleen." Her tone was in no was aggressive or did it bare in malice, it spoke the truth in forms imaginable as the car moved into poorly lit tunnels of Porter St. It was there that ride would take on a slightly weirder view for Connor as Tomoko blinked softly and if allowed himself to see the truth he'd see an aura of snowy white and blue matriculating about her form as she sat there her eye reopening to expose an icy gaze of death more haunting than any nightmare he might have ever have had before the car slips out of the tunnel making what was seen appear as if it where a dream.

Connor would flick his nose, sensing the tense change in the air, and flaring his nostrils slightly. “Well excuuuuuuuuuuuse ME for trying to be informative.” He’d retort feeling slightly offended. As she continued to speak, even leaning into her speech a bit connor would look her dead set in the eyes. Even as she was a grown woman, he never allowed himself to feel intimidated for some reason. All ryoji’s have this problem, which is refusing to know the meaning of step down, and refusing to accept authority. As higher up as she was, connor still viewed her as an equal, as such he didn’t hold back any speech with her. As she finished, and let a smile cross her lips the entire time her voice was still subtle and calm as if seeking to help more so than to scold. As they entered a tunnel connor could see an odd snowy white aura flowing from her with tad bits of blue mixed in for an effect. It was by all means radiant in the least, so much so connor almost started day dreaming for a moment, before he spoke up again. “Tch, as if. My connections will have been established. Especially! If I carry my crew into the real world with me. I can start my own Yakuza, start small like Keyth and my pops did, and make something from nothing. All it takes is some hard work, and brain power, but I’ve got people who do the thinking for me. I like to hit shit, so I do what I’m best at doing and have my team to back me. Plus I’m sure you’ve seen my partner in crime by now aunti..since you have an aura of your own. I’m confident in my ability to handle myself.” Connor would cross his arms behind his head once more, staring at the woman and trying not to blush. He was only 16 and seeing a grown woman of her stature made him feel some type of way, but in some way they were clan related and he just didn’t want that on his mind. Especially when her husband could literally punt him around the world 3 times over with one kick.

Fool
Laughing she tells him, "You're a fool if you think that others aspirations are the same as your own some that you've allied yourself with at Kasaihana will leave you for college, others to other parts of the world to do god knows what else even I deviated away from the Arasumaru to form my own empire whilst in the mist of their ranks," the limo pulled up steadily into the heart of the downtown connector of New Times' Square where the streets were lined with ppl with shopping bags of the various kinds but the one most seen was those from her cheif industry maker Le Femme Elegente, a mega shoppers paradise of epic and global preportions that she and she alone was the master mind behind and owned. "the Shiroi Ookami and this...." the car slowly made its way down 5th and Broad pulling up at what was once one of the largest and most successful hotels in world now a fully made mega mall on the first 4 floors of the building and the rest offices where the teams for each line worked together to form a fashion house that toppled that of her own mothers in less that a years time in revenue and sales. "Is my empire." Tomoko gestures her head out the window for Connor have a look at what was the Waldouf Astoria Towers Hotels now her clan's home and legel base. "We have arrived Madame" Roy noted looking back at them boy through the rear view mirror before getting out of the driver side, making his way toward the door that was closets to the curb, and opening it for both of them to exit to which Tomoko did turning around only once to see if Connor himself dared to follow once she took flight up the front stairs to front doors entrance then adding. "Your dad cant be seen in broad day light, Keyth's in a body bag for the very same reasons you will be too if you don't wise up soon, everything that Arasumaru's has they got from me, and the saddest part of it all is for all my ideals to work I didn't rely on anyone else to do my thinking for me. I did it all on my own. Come please." turns around walking towards the front door where immediately the door drones push it open allowing her to pass with a friendly, "Welcome back to La Femme Elegente Ms. Asakura."

As connor heard her words, he’d dig in his ear nonchalantly opposite of the side she was on, closing his eyes and tuning in. he was a hard headed fellow, but he couldn’t deny she had a point. A good one. most of his crew were nerds, and jocks, but they were kids with futures. Ones that wouldn’t leave for the life of crime. This stuck a dead brain cell in connor’s head, and made him realize one mental phrase. “Maaaybe I should hear her out.” As they pulled up in the square of the District they were in, she’d point at her empire, and look upon the large…ass building. Connor like a child’s eyes would open wide as he looked upon the large building and let out a loud. “Whooooooooooaaaaaa.” As they pulled up, and aunti moko exited, connor woud follow behind her looking around, actually feeling somewhat small compared to such a high society place. The most high society he’d ever been exposed to was an underground tech lab, and even then that was more so “badass” than awe inspiring. He followed heer up the stairs, occasionally looking away as he didn’t want to be cought dead staring at her dairy air. He felt incredibly odd when he did, but he was sixteen, it was only bound to happen. She spoke again, about how she was where everything that made the Arasumaru as successful as they are now. “that’s…actually really,really badass aunti moko.” As they walked in connor would look around and speak once more, stuffing his hand sin his pockets, with his thumb hanging out. “So I get the scolding you gave me, but are you gonna take me on those gat damn…Learning experiences or something like that?” connor would shrug at the end of his question, just in general wondering why she’d bother to show him all of this or tell him this if there wasn’t some ulterior teaching or motive behind it.

Steps Ahead
"You're not just going to go on a learning experience for once you're gonna live it first hand, you see Connor I don't pay ppl to think for me I pay them to think above me. To become something greater than myself and to once day become the master of their own house just like I did with the Arasumaru." She explained moving towards the 4 story mall in direction of voice manned elevators that upon a mere standing of a word would take customers to where every that wanted in the store. On the way if permited Connor would see all the finer things of life on this level which was all about the boy, young men, and adult male of upper crust society everything he could ever want to own and aspire to own was on display in the area most of it putting the so called urban wear designers of the 20 & 21st century designers to shame as it was all real and made from the best materials money could buy and still hand made by real ppl not a machine. through cooridoor past the elevators there would a be another set where he'd see a group of employess standing having their bags and other items search by secrutity drones before being allowed to tap their badges to summon it down it was here that Tomoko stopped to have a word with the head drone, she gestures to Connor apparently telling it that he was okay before moving on through the standard protocal without so much as a hitch. "Connor tell me, what do you believe is the Shiroi Ookami's primary business in the underworld?" implying that the building that they were in wasn't the only source of currency for her clan proceeding to take the boy further into the lion's den of operations towards a place that a very few knew about that lay in the back drop of the huge fashion house their feet coming to a platform first before suddenly having doors that seemingly appear to come out of no where to close behind them as the platform acends. Tomoko stood with her back facing him, her arms wrapped one over the other behind her whilst her eyes looked off in distance waiting for the boys answer.

“Live it?” connor replied. Suddenly he’d find himself wondering if a camera crew was going to bust out of no where talking about a reality tv show or something. The kind of shit you see on vh1 or something of the sort. Connor continued to follow her and listen to her every word as she spoke of great things, things that connor wished he could achieve but knew he had not the means to do so. Looking around he’d see so much…..high life. A society he knew exsisted, but never been close   enough for him to touch. Thinking about how that sakkin guy kept calling him a street urchin, but if he was used too things like this, then connor could definitely see why he was being called such things. Connor, looked around at everything taking in what he could and all that came to mind: was that he wanted this. They continued on. She then asked him a question about what she thought he though their business was in the underworld. “Uh…I don’t kn- whoa” Connor felt the floor ascending. He’d continue his speech as that startled him a tid bit. “Well I would think it had something to do with uh…drug trafficking or prostitution? Illegal stuff I guess?” connor walked around in a small circle watching the vertical walls ascend.

My Offer
"If only had the gaul to pimp bitches out the way I was, and the laws of the Arasumaru forbid drugs altogether. No the Shiroi Ookami source of funds is something much darker and is used in the average house whole every day." tomoko tells him a smile on her face knowing full well that even connor himself used it from his imagery corp device from time to time, the platform moving up still to the very peak of the building completely stopping only when they reach their destination before the doors before them open up again allowing them safe passage into a room fully of mainframes, computers, hard drives, and other items that would be a computer programmers wet dream. The lady would step off asking connor to follow her in into the room that manned by what seem to countless ppl all moving about the room doing various things and on various levels but none of them touching the networking system at all. "Welcome to the Dark Net or World Connor my own personal brain child that i built from the ground up. It is here that every illegal activity on the globe is done and carried out under my command and for a nice fee or two ppl can post their most dark and sinster wishes here and get them granted without anyone knowing what ever really happened." she tells him walking around to various points of the room showing the ads for human sex slaves, illegal sales of weapons, and so much more. "this is the true money maker of the shiroi ookami Connor and by me saying I want you to live it I mean i want you to start working for me. you'll be paid a nice wage here and it will be just for the weekends of course so you can attend school. My plan is to help you sharpen your mind as well as your body so that one day when I and the others of the Arasumaru are gone for good you and those of peers, our kids can take it to the next level. Make it greater than it was with us."

<p class="MsoNormal">Connor had a look of insight on his face, as she mentioned something that he used every day. Was it his t.v? computer? Not that he had one of his own, but if it was then this lady is a fucking genius. As he continued to walk with her all he saw were computer parts. Hardrives galore, and mechanics that would make the people in his mechatronics club nut themselves 20 times over. Connor never understood the beauty of technology, but he did know the power it heled over people as a whoe. “Dark net huh.” Connor spoke out as he looked around, and listened to her explantion. Seeing all forms off ad’s, information,   and exhanges he probably shouldn’t even be old enough to glance at, yet alone look. “Nice, as, hell” connor nodded. Something so simple as the internet someones greatest weapon. People do talk, so it makes sense they’d find a dark way to commune their desires. Washi spoke out in connor’s head. “This woman is a tycoon at heart. Her intelligence is impressive. Even with my tittle as Omnimath, I cannot help but respect a person with extreme book smarts and common sense.” Connor mentally nodded in response. Continuing on, she then proposed something to Connor he did not see coming, as she asked him to work for her. Connor’s eyebrows raised as she mentioned it was only weekends and would sharpen his mind and body. Connor was all down for training, and the cash would hep with his own intentions. “Well dayum. Not gonna lie, this all is overwhelming. Imagine me, lil Connor working for something as legit as this?....shit I need the money! However…I’m not to comfortable working under somebody. I don’t know, it just doesn’t fit my style. I want to, but at the same time, I wouldn’t like to think of it as working for you, more so, carrying out task for money. Sorry, but I don’t handle authority figures well. Never have, and never intended to.” Connor stuffed his hands in his pockets, and crossed his right foot over his left one, looking at his aunti with a look of negotiation. Even with his less than average intelligence, Connor had ambitions that he refused to hand over by “working” for someone. Connor can’t help but want to call the shots, but his inner consciousness knew this was an opportunity of great endeavor, he wasn’t willing to give up his freedom for it.

It's A Deal
<p class="MsoNormal">-She couldn’t help but let a smirk form on her lips as Connor spoke up about his disposition of working for another something she too understood especially being that she was a full bloodied oni herself hence why she did what was needed to get away from the Arasumaru to form her own ideals and company. ~The arrogance is strong with this one, but I suppose I could let him do this…hmmm.~ Tomoko stood quietly in front of motioning her arms in one over the other her eyes closing some before reopening them with a smile on her face having giving this ideal of hers a great deal of thought before allowing herself lips to move so that she could speak it to him, “Being that we are both of Oni Blood, I can respect your wishes not to want to serve another Connor so I tell you what how would you like to be a free lance agent in the clan this will allow you to as you please without you feeling like one of my subrogates, I only ask one thing though, if asked to do an assignment that you won’t object as certain missions will help you to accumulate the wealth that you so desire to have.” She states hoping that Connor would be able to add more to this ideal as she was hoping to use this door to bring him into the Yakuza world and give him the same push that she took in order to become a boss of his own clan without so much as an intervention from anyone once the plans were laid and carried out.

<p class="MsoNormal">Connor would open of his eyes when she mentioned something about freelancing, which was more than perfect for connor. As she explained connor’s body language changed, and it was clear he was becoming more attentive at t his point. She mentioned being an oni, which explains why connor did feel a tid bit angsty around her. All oni’s get primal sensations around one another, but something was different about her. Possibly because she was in more control over it or something of the sort. Either way, Connor felt no need to look at her as an enemy, but a mentor. She could arguably teach him things, he’d never learn on his own, and this excited him as much as street brawls did. Connor would smirk, and tilt his head up replying to her question and her conditions. “Now those sound like some terms I can definitely get into. It’s a deal aunti moko!” Connor would shoot her a thumbs up. (http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s70/mysticdensukez/Martial%20Arts%20Gifs/Aura%20Gifs/Emotion%20Gifs/giphy6_zps735727a1.gif?t=1408210257 ) “I’ll work my way up in cash, from the ground up just like you.” Connor would then hold his arms and smile, feeling confident he’d made the right decision for the time being.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Good you can begin this weekend if you like, prepare yourself young Connor with my help you will learn things about not only this town that will prove frugal to you later on in life but also learn that even those closest to you have something that wish to hide.” Tomoko states to him moving onward thru the maze of technology that was her labyrinth of dark and fatal secrets towards the far end of the massive room where if followed still she’d take the boy to a different route to return to the upper level where her assistant Reiko Yugure would be waiting with their head of men design’s specialist Lonnie. His task? Simple to outfit Connor with his own custom line of clothes needed to get the job in question done, this ranging from suits to street clothes from head to toe even mission wear as she was giving by Keyth when she joined the Arasumaru. This deal also came with several new toys that were completely new and state of the art technology. Once the measurements were taken by Lonnie, Moko would proceed to lead the boy back upstairs into the mall complex where she would had him two things one, a bank card with his name on it that was already linked to his own personal account with cash in it (the amount is up to you) and an envelope addressed to Densuke inside a was nano disk with a message that would explain what he would be seeing as far as clothing and such for the boy and his new “job” as a free lance buyer in Le Femme Elegante, which Tomoko knew that the elder Ryoji would have good sense to read between the lines of the message to know what was really going on. The message would go on to state of Connor potential for greatness and her asking permission to grant it to him as both adult were brother and sister clan wise and she wasn’t about disrespect him by over stepping bounds with him, the task would be weekends only and she’d make sure Connor focused on his studies both in school and in the field. It concluded that she’d hoped that they’d meet one day without the cops on his ass and give a file of just how well of the Arasumaru was doing so he could see it for himself before being signed, Tomoko Asakura-Tetsu Oyabun of the Shiroi Ookami, of the Arasumaru Clan. This all would be granted to him once she’d shown him the way back out towards the car. “Roy, take Connor where ever his wishes in the city to be dropped off at please. I will see you soon Connor and tell your father, he is missed for me.” Were Tomoko’s last words to the boy before turning to re-enter the building once Roy moved around the care to open the door for the young man to get in