Post by Danjo on Dec 19, 2013 19:18:40 GMT -5
A day after the chunin exams..
It had been sometime since Danjo has been to the village most notably to this specific brothel. Mr. Naa's Pleasure Palace is what the flashing neon light sign on the outside said. Though Danjo was not nearly as much of a lecherous old man as his uncle, It could be said he enjoyed the company of the "gentler" gender. Don't get me wrong Danjo knew many strong and beautiful women, but still his uncle has instilled in him a truth. There was a simple pleasure in spending the evening with a person your pretty sure can't kill you in hundreds of different ways.
He had only just entered the "palace" when a familiar faced crossed past his peripheral view. Her scantly clad form careening down the grand old staircase to the upper floors where countless individuals where spending their hard earned money. She wore a gentle grin as she noticed the man she had come to know so well.
Well if it isn't Danjo, she spoke as her foot met the floor of the entryway. I was wondering when you would be coming around here again. Her smile always had a way of cutting through his stern demeanor removing the stoic facade he was notable for.
So what shall it be this time... she finished saying right as Danjo lifted a gentle hand and brushed her lips with his fingers. The calloused fingers gently pressing against her lips she breathed in as her eye's met his.
He wasn't sure why it was for all the years passed he had only been able to spend time intimately with this women. After his wife had passed away it had left a void in his life unsure of what to do with himself he would pass the time between missions with drinking away his memories of her.
It made him fee lonelier in reality everytime he wasn't in her company, the gentle reminders filling up his home of the family he could have had and the love that ended all to soon.
I am sorry Danjo spoke as his stoic facade reformed over his face. Tonight i am here on business, if you would be a dear and tell Mr. Naa i wish to speak with him.
Her eyes remained soft for a moment then just like his own her own cold iciness over took her face, this way sir. She spat the words as she made a mocking bow towards him, following in her wake it was plain to see she was upset. What could be done he was not here for pleasure this evening he has been tasked to arrest a man that just happened to be here this evening. In his own form of respect he planned to let the master of the house know his intentions, it would obviously be impolite to barge in and take a man into custody. Plus it might earn him a free drink of Mr. Naa's famous fruit sake, it was expensive stuff. Only the best though for Mr. Naa, it was actually a thing the old short fat man said quite often. Only the best... the voice of Mr. Naa trailed off into unrepeatable garble in the other room.
Waiting outside a section of the building that was referred to as Mr. Naa's office, though it was actually one of the larger rooms with a full bar and constant service, Danjo stood silently while the middle aged escort tapped her foot impatiently. No doubt wanting to move on to another customer, make some money, whatever suited her in that moment. Danjo peered towards her eyes, she looked away from him trying to overcompensate her current distaste in the manner of his visit this evening. He so wished he could say something, at least to reduce the current tension in the air, but he had to focus this was a mission.
For what its worth... Danjo started to speak then was interrupted as the door quickly swung open.
Ahh, Seishen Danjo how nice to see you, came the familiar voice of Mr. Naa deep within the room. A cloud of opium infused haze cascaded out the now open door wafting slowly past Danjo.
Danjo slowly stepped through the haze feeling the gentle tingle of his skin reacting to the small opiate amount imbibed second hand. He walked across the large room heading towards the overly plush and luxurious lounging area mostly made of pillows covered in fine silk.
Something to drink, something to eat, Mr. Naa said with each syllable being drug out far longer then it should have.
No i apologize, i am actually here on business. Danjo said as he peered towards the short old man surrounded by pleasant company, his own personal escorts. If they could be called that, most of them were gentle on the eyes but a few were kept around for their other talents. A man in Mr. Naa's position always had people trying to swindle him it made sense to keep bodyguards close, even if they were forced to dress in a way that would blend in here.
Here on business, the sand has needs of me, well i knew this day would come when i would be asked to create the greatest brothel in the sand. The likes of which no single adult shinobi could resist, unless they were without money.
Ahh, Danjo said unsure of how to fluently change the topic without offending the man.
I am here tonight Mr. Naa because you have a person indulging in your "comforts" and am required to take him into custody. I had wished to speak with you about this first...
Say no more Mr. Naa said cutting off Danjo before he finished his sentence, whom is this man. He said as his voice got resoundingly higher towards the end of the sentence.
Mikio the hound, Danjo spoke while looking into Mr. Naa's eyes.
Mikio? I am not sure whom you are speaking of, Mr. Naa said calmly with a sense of certainty.
I am sure he is here this evening, quite sure. Danjo spoke with a commanding presence his eyes holding their icy dark hue as they peered towards the short fat man. Droplets of sweat started to pour down Mr. Naa's forehead while he sat quietly, almost timidly he reached for his opium pipe and started to smoke it fervently.
I can't let you take him, if it gets around that i sold out one of the Aka Mamushi it will be more then my business that lays in ruins. Mr. Naa spoke quietly while peering around to make sure there was no one nearby that he didn't trust. He smiled gently as a look of gentle clarity started across his face. Picking up a piece of nearby scroll paper he wrote a little note on it then passed it to Danjo.
As i said there is no one here by that name, i am sorry you will have to leave. He spoke with a loud and resounding voice through the room and a gentle wink towards Danjo.
Reading the note Danjo understood, standing back up he looked back towards Mr. Naa a calm stoic exterior wash away for a moment.
Well thank you for your time then Mr. Naa i will be leaving, good evening to you. Danjo spoke in a loud voice then turned and walked back out of the brothel.
Crumpling the small note as he exited out the door into the early evening air he stuffed it into his pocket, then calmly started to walk down the road to his next destination.
Aka mamushi, japanese for Red Viper. Minor street gang known to the city where Mr. Naa's pleasure palace resides. Actively involved in illegal Gambling, racketeering, and contraband smuggling.
