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"I woudn't try it if I was you." said Kougushi, putting the vial back in his pocket. "Now let's get moving before the heat shows up." He said, moving towards the window.

Kougushi remembered his method's for flying on the fan and the two soared out of Rikudo, several of it's citizens gaping at the sky.

The two shinobi had left the sinful city of Rikudo and returned to the innocence of nature, giving Kougushi a calm feeling. Whether it was his new trust of Shika or the purity of the air around them, he was able to relaz on the fan.

Kougushi smirked at her. "I'm always like this after a proper harvesting. You could cut off my arm and I would still be as calm as Ido now empty body."

"I see..." she tilted her head a little "I guess that would make sense then."

Of course, as he was wandering the general area, he came to note that something was going down. Local law enforcement had begun to flock to the area...and Iden, by his very nature, just HAD to know what it was. Maybe he could find a way to get in someone's good books. Another favor was always a good thing...

Of course, it was a bad idea from the start. Soon as they spotted him, the police force ordered him to halt and be searched. They were looking for something, all right. It almost led Iden to think that something more than a simple mugging had happened.

He let them get close enough to see he was "unarmed," and began to try and bluff his way out.

They weren't having any of it. Apparently there was SERIOUS reason to believe chakra had been used, and by being in the area, he was automatically a suspect...and a damn suspicious looking one, too, with such a large coat...perfect for hiding ninja tools.

Well. This was NOT good. He acted like he was going to let them, then once the three men approaching him were close enough, his grin slipped free of his tight control of his features.

Sorry, boys. But tonight is NOT your night.

If he ran, he'd look incriminating. They knew his face now, though, so there was really only one option: before the lead officer knew what hit him, there was a fist in his gut. Iden pulled it away, revealing bloody knuckles. The other two grabbed for their swords, and one had the thought to use his off hand to snatch at what looked like a whistle.

Now now...none of that now.

Before the whistle reached his lips, the man staggered backwards, with a trio of sickening gashes torn into his skull. He was dead before he hit the ground. The final one managed a shout of dismay as his sword was drawn. He died with it in hand, also of a mysterious three gashes...and Iden's hands were empty.

More men were running to the scene. None were close enough to identify him, though...yet. At this rate, he'd have half the city on him...and now that they knew someone was fighting the law enforcement, shinobi hunters would be dispatched. Iden didn't fear any number of the cops...he could take them all. It was the hunters that worried him...he'd heard all sorts of rumors about the nasty ways they operated.

So, since he wasn't in the mood to massacre until his goose was cooked, he booked it. A nimble leap placed him at a drainpipe, which he shimmied up to the warehouse roof. From there he hopped from roof to roof, nimble as an acrobat. He left the men behind, and once a suitable distance was between them, he deftly landed back on the ground in a backalley. From there, it was back into the streets to mingle with the masses...he needed to get out of this district, and he knew it. Time to head to the downtown streets...maybe a good pub would still be open.

(-takes a bow- I try, mate.)

Shika nods "I use needles so there's no sound and well shadows are always handy." she gave him a small smile then looked away a little "Thank you."