[quote=Nicias Askani]
Giovanni resisted the urge to roll his eyes as skillfully as he suppressed his spiritual pressure. As the two talked with some astoundingly coincidental subject matter Gio made notice of the fact that they were not so subtly being surrounded. The only thing that seemed to be keeping Kenny from realizing it was the fact that they were in the only house in damn district. well the only sturdy looking house. the rest were damn near transparent, if not dilapidated, torn down or flat out rubble. But yea silent growing crowd of people outside of the house and the only information going around inside the house had indicated that chances were the one they were looking for wasnt here. He let out an audible sigh to get Kenny to notice his welcoming wagon.
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Kenny snapped his head up as if he had the ears of a German shepherd pricking his ears up at a possible threat. "Gio. I know." He turned to the old man and sighed himself. "Listen, stay here and stay hidden. We cannot protect you." He turned to Gio and slid his Zanpakutō out. In its sealed state, it was simply an ordinary ninjatō. When he uttered the release sentence, however, it was a different story altogether. 

Being where they were, he kept it in the sealed state. The longer they could keep up their façade, the easier it might be to find him. Kenny worked through their current predicament and thought up a plan. He turned to Gio and mouthed to follow his lead. Kicking open the door, he let one man rush him, only to be met with a killing slash across the low end of the stomach. The corse fell, and Kenny placed a foot atop the dead man's back, his blade pointed downward. 

"I am one of the few to escape this hell and come back the stronger for it. Yet I am not here to settle; I come to find a man named Sayuri; he may know me by the name-"

"Scarecrow. It's been a long time." A man of average height came from the crowd, shirtless but possessing a Zanpakutō. He walked up the steps calmly, a rarity for their locale. Kenny sneered beneath the burlap hood. "Sayuri." Sayuri grinned and pulled the wazikashi from its sheath. "How's the eye?" He cackled.