video; un: TIGER-STRIPED, LOCKED TO SHUTEN CLAN

[jigokumods]

[ The shot is Toraguma's desk. His sunglasses are on, so his expression is difficult to read, but the way he puffs on his cigar... kind of suggests what's going on.

On the desk in front of him is the remains of some sort of device, likely recovered from the explosion. Jiro is there as well, obviously having done his best to piece it back together and identify what it was, but it seems a conclusion has been reached... ]

The fox... She's a clever bitch, as always. She thought she could throw me off by having a mechanical bomb instead of a mystic one...

[ Toraguma gestured to Jiro, who nervously stepped forward and set down what appeared to be a ruptured container of some kind. ]

"B-but, well... she works with what she has, and it seems they used a combustion relic to cause the actual ignition. But it was tampered with. The seal on it shortened the fuse time, so..."

[ Toraguma cut him off, leaning forward ]

The fox has a spy in her house. So for now... I'm gonna let her put out her own damn fires and get my payback on this later. I don't want any of you losing track of what's ahead of us.

[ Jiro visibly swallows, stepping back and ducking his head, because he knows what's coming next. ]

"Iron Bear" is Kaneguma... my kyoudai... That means no matter what money is on the line, no matter who that Ringo girl is, it's our responsibility as the Shuten Clan to go out there and stop him. No matter what, we take care of him first... I'll deal with the fox bitch after that.

Listen up!

We've got a primary vehicle, but anyone that can ride, you're with us. We head out in two weeks. You have that much time to get ready. If you need to stay behind... so be it. But we're taking this war to Kaneguma.

[ Toraguma leaned back in his chair, once more and just... let out a heavy sigh. ]

And I'll deal with him myself. No one else touches him. Got it?


[[ooc: Characters are free to thread among themselves here. Toraguma will likely not respond unless directly addressed. Jiro may respond, as well. ]]

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[inspiteful]

That's all?

[ ...Well even if that's all, it's still kind of worrying? ]

[frogmarched]

What if it's not? It doesn't make a difference.

[Lotta people being ANNOYING asking him QUESTIONS.]

[inspiteful]

I mean. Technically it does, as far as treatment is concerned. You have gotten it looked it, right?

[ Though he's not betting on it, personally. ]

[frogmarched]

I--

[He grunts. This is definitely not the sound of him wanting to cough again and trying to hold it back. It's just a throat itch!!!]

Yes. [He did not!] As far as I've been able to tell there was no chemical component to heighten the risk of permanent damage, so it's just some lingering irritation. [What a liar!]

[inspiteful]

You were about to cough again, sir.

[ Is him being polite right now at all sincere? Question for the ages. ]

[frogmarched]

That's not important.

[............well he's not denying it at least.]

Do you want something or are you just going to keep asking me qu-- [mmHMMM he clears his throat. Which is fine. Shut up.] --questions?

[inspiteful]

Make some green tea with honey.

[ So no, no questions. ]

[frogmarched]

Are you going to be my grandmother, now?

[which one of them is supposed to be older again,]

[inspiteful]

I'm not nearly old enough for that, but I can figure out where you live if that's what it takes.

[ He may be bluffing a little but once upon a time (read: before Hell happened to him) he could do this. ]

[frogmarched]

I don't need a pipsqueak like you to barge into my apartment just to tell me to drink my tea like a child with the flu.

[Also again he does not actually have tea at the moment.]

[inspiteful]

Can you say you're seriously not acting like one, though?

[ The clinic back home has had child patients who were better at this than you, sir. ]

[frogmarched]

Me?! [He doesn't really raise his voice, but he is utterly indignant at the accusation.]

You're the one who's interrupting my business to see if I have tea.