"I see." Takara said sitting down on the bed as he asked her something which made her rub the back of her head. "Well I have this clan, that was decided by my ancestors that every one hundred years the younger people would compete to see who would become the next leader of the clan, however the thing is, we can't just lie and say we won, they need proof, that being this tattoo on my hip. It gets bigger the more members you kill, how it does that is beyond me. And I so happened to be born during the time. Its a dumb thing though, yet I tried to win so I could get rid of the damn thing. So I confronted one, she also happened to be apart of the Seireitei, and well. I got out smarted, and blown off a cliff. And a while afterwards I met you." Takara said looking at him as she scratched her head and looked down at Leon. "Another question.... The fuck kind of gang is this? Oh and did you happen to see a sword one with a pink hilt?"