Kensei flashed a smirk that quickly retreated from his face as the men conversed with his partner. He was impressed, Shizuka jumped straight into character without a moments notice and completely took over. He took a step back as the two eager individuals snickered and giggled amongst themselves, visibly pleased by where they believed the night was going. Kensei's eyes however followed the third individual, the bandana wearing rough looking slim man had barely reacted to their introduction, and even less amused by Shizuka and the other two gentlemen. He walked slowly behind the other three, with Kensei slowly following behind the group, He looked him over wondering exactly what the mans intentions were as he took tokes of his ciggarete bud. The yellow bandana man stopped as the three ahead exited the alleyway, the two men pushing towards a run down shack down another alleyway. Tossing the cigarette aside he cleared his throat.
"Bo, Goro… Take the girl to look at the merchandise will ya.. Big man over here and I can talk out details."
He turned to look at Kensei, his scratch rough voice had deeply irritated Ken, but Kensei's Blank emotionless facial expressions remained unchanged from the moment he entered the slums. One man wrapped his arms around Shizuka, while another main obscene gestures as they walked forward. Kensei stepped forward, but was quickly halted mid step, the bandanas mans hand resting on his shoulder.
"You don't seem too cheery mate… Tell me you guys wouldn't be pulling some kind of heist or operation here would ya?"
As he spoke the man reached into his pockets retrieving another carton of cigarettes, offering one to Kensei, which he refused, before lightning one himself. Kensei looked over the man once more, another product of his conditions, peering deep into the dark eyes, Ken wondered how men could grow up several meters from each other and end up so vastly different.
"Im talking to you man… you don't speak…"
The man interrupted his thoughts, shoving Kensei slightly over the shoulder before pacing back and forth, his eyes here and there staring intently at the door the other three had entered. Although he hesitated at first, he knew Shizuka would carry herself well in the face of any danger, these weren't elite threats anyway. Leaning against the wall he sighed out loud grabbing the attention of the man once more.
"You wont regret pimping that black haired one trust me you won't be dissapo--- ……"
Before the man could finish his sentence Kensei's hand found the mans throat, his grip quickly tightening around the mans neck, the yellow bandana wearing individual pushing and struggling.
"I liked you better when you were silent.."
He responded before letting go of the mans neck, the bandana wearing individual back peddling away from Ken, as he couched and choked on his own saliva.
"Sorry man… I did too… its just small talk. I get it you're serious, I have to vet everyone or else its bad for business you understand don't you ?"
"I undertstand ill cut your throat and pull your tongue out from the hole in your throat if you don't get to the point… What sort of operation are you running here anyway… where have your men gone anyway?"
"I thought.. we thought you were adding one to our stash in exchange for another… is that not what you agreed on?"