[U]Kirishin/The Masked Assailant Shikirin[/U]

- 4 Hours Later -

Kirishin was in his room after an average days work, preparing to get some rest for the day to come. "Ahhh, finally some alone time with myself. Now what to eat after a long days work? Leftover Chicken Penne or maybe something more suitable." Kiri walked over to the kitchen section before opening his version of a refrigerator. It wasn't very different from the human kind just considerably larger and a more cool design. Opening the fridge revealed tons of basic everyday ingredients which wasn't to his liking at the moment. "Guess this means chicken Penne is what I'll be eating tonight." Kirishin said depressingly as he grabbed the chicken Penne plate before stuffing it in the microwave.

He waited by bobbling his head impatiently as the food was being heated up. After nearly a minute and a half, the leftover meal was finally re-heated. "Finally..." Kiri pulled his dinner from out of the microwave and after getting a fork, proceeded to dig in. The taste of the Penne had been toned down from being in the fridge but it was still pretty good overall. Once finished, he cleaned the dishes used before falling backwards on his bed. "Another night, another day....Prelude To Perdida"

[U]Shikirin[/U]

"Where can I find Suritoshi Ferratsa?"
"I'm not telling you shit!!"
"My blade says otherwise..."
"I'm a tough cookie, I'm hard to bre-arghhhhh!!!!" District 120, in the midst of the night, a man screams. His screams echo throughout the west part of the district but no one responds to it. Are they deaf or are they afraid of what will happen when they attempt to confront the individual? Over the course of the next few hour screams seem to be occurring more than usual.

Eventually one of the warriors that the mysterious Assailant attempts to interrogate is quite the combatant. "Earth Tremor Crush!!!!" A male wielding an abnormally large hammer yells as he slams down with extreme force. A large tremor is created in its aftermath, shaking everything on east section of the District. Unfortunately, the mysterious assailant known as Shikirin was in the air and has been since before the move was unleashed. Killing and injuring many of the denizens along with destroying key buildings of the District itself.

The reckless act forces Shikirin to come out of hiding, for fear of having anyone else caught in the crossfire. He reveals himself to the hammer expert causing the man to laugh in response. "So how long do plan on wearing a gas mask?" The hammer wielder asked seriously, having a secret dislike for warriors that hid behind masks. "For the duration of this night, might I ask before we continue?" The mysterious Assailant replies softly but in a muffled voice because of the mask he's wearing. The question is left mysterious for reasons unknown which makes the warrior stop any further movement. 

"Nop-!!!" The assailant shunpoed in front of the man almost instantly with the word "Byakurai..." leaving his mouth. The discharge of energy was powerful enough to force the man to his knees. "A coyote take his time time eating his prey, but I ain't no coyote. Give me a name and you'll be allowed to walk away from this. Suritoshi is someone that has information that can lead me to an answer. The question remains silent until the one capable of solving it is currently present. With that being said, do you know where that name resides?" For once the mysterious assailant spoke words that was longer than a sentence.

"Sorry but it looks like your out of time." The hammer expert said with a smirk on his face as cracks started appearing on Shikirin's mask. From the looks of it, the mask wouldn't last any longer but things was about to take a turn for the worst. "It looks like you've mistaken me for attempting to hide my identity. It's true that I prefer to conceal myself but I can do without when push comes to shove." The mysterious assailant noted, kicking the man's weapon to the as the mask had already began to fall off.