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Tsitua furrowed his brow at the boy's gesture. There was something vaguely familiar about it, but he didn't understand it. He didn't react to it, other than his introduction. "Tsitukaiza Sealious." He replied quickly, seeing it as a waist of time, before returning his attention to the matter at hand. She looked worried. It was likely she was beginning to understand the weight of her situation. Good. 

It seemed like a long time before she answered, though she didn't have the augmented mind that Tsitua and his team did. Her chakra pattern had shifted to something... different. Interesting. This entire encounter was one big intrigue. Tsitua made a note to spend more time with humans. 

"So," he began, "it's clear to me that, being that you take such provisions, you have been targeted before. This is different. Demons can do terrible things to you. Break you down. Destroy you. Make you [i]want[/i] to join them. You need protection. It's also clear that you aren't too keen on being... recruited, shall we say. That being said, I can't lie, you interest me." 

He leaned back and relaxed, only to scowl at the nosferatu that waited on them. [i]Filthy supercilious creatures[/i] he thought. He took his drink and knocked it back. "My treatment for this situation is simple. Allow one of my operatives to stay with you. Your routine shouldn't change much, and you'll find the person in question more... tolerable than myself. We'll be watching, and you will be safe. When Kabuto sends the real muscle, we can evacuate you and deal with the problem." He pitched. 

The moment he finished his pitch, the entire room went cold. There was a shift in the ambient chakra, and an individual entered the room. Tsitua shifted his eyes to the man. 

He was average height, dressed in a regal, Victorian gothic suit. His hair was cut exactly as Tsitua's, but jet black and much longer. It was slicked back and reached his lower back. He had a perpetual grin, flashing three gold-capped sets of fangs. His eyes were like gold coins with cat-slit pupils against his paper-white skin. There was an animalistic grumbling growl that seemed to come from everywhere. The man locked eyes with Tsitua and licked his fangs hungrily. It was Earth's Blood Warrior: Ziika Te Sha. 

He sat at one of the tables after breaking eye contact with Tsitua. This was either very good, or even worse than the hybrid had anticipated. Those fangs were capped as such so that he could bite into Celestials. It wouldn't be surprising if they were laced with silver too, for demons. 

[i]Orion, one of your brothers is here.[/i] Tsitua said over his thought channel. 

[i]Yes, I can smell him... Ziik.[/i] was the ghoul's reply. 

Orion was fast too. He walked in not a second later, surprisingly clean. He popped one finger under his thumb as he glared at his brother. 

Assured he had cover, Tsitua looked back at Amuné for a reply.