With a grunt, Tai slammed his bass guitar onto the cellphone connected to the portal that was spewing the demons he'd just cut a bloody swath through. Well, not really a bloody swath, the demons never bled for some odd reason. Back on topic, after Tai heard the snap of shitty electronics under his instrument, he lifted it back up and groaned in annoyance. A large crack had formed itself down the body of the guitar.

[color=f26522]"Man... I'm gonna have to fix that before Ichiro sees it..."[/color] Tai complained, inspecting the damage on his brother's guitar. Well, technically it was Ichiro, but it was pretty much Tai's. At least until Ichiro asked for it back. Still, Ichiro was protective of it, and he wouldn't like that his precious Rickenbacker imported all the way from America was cracked.

With a sigh, he rejoined with the man and Rothschild, who was lying on the ground from exhaustion. Murder sprees must take a lot out of you. Tai had to admit, he was kinda tired too. Not 'keel over and pass out' tired, but he could stand sitting down for a little while. His phone indicated him that he could recall his demons now. [color=f26522]"Obariyon, I'll think of a name while you're gone. Next time I call you, I'll see if you like it, okay?"[/color] Tai said. He then confirmed the choice and Obariyon dissipated before it even had a chance to protest fruitlessly or give a halfhearted gesture of indifference.

With a sigh of relief, Tai sat down next to the man on the semi-seat worthy pile of rocks. Now that the adrenaline had worn off, his arm was starting to hurt a little more. He rubbed it softly as he swung his guitar around to his back to get it out of the way. Finally things were slowing down. This day was way more hectic than he was expecting, and he was honestly starting to doubt he would find his father in one piece. 

"Fighting aside, I'd like it if we could figure out a plan of action. Self introductions can come later... After we get to a place where demons won't murder us and stuff. Anyone have any ideas about where to go? I'd rather not bust into a building here, though..." The man asked. [color=f26522]"My house would probably be to far from here... I don't have the keys to my dad's new shop... I dunno, do any of you guys have ideas?"[/color] Tai thought aloud. [color=f26522]"Oh, and does anyone have any tape?"[/color] Tai asked, holding up his bass to display the new battle scar on it.