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Upon returning to the Angra Mainyu base, Crius Akasun casually glanced over at the note upon the table, beside the pile of things associated with the Angra Mainyu. Shaking his head slowly, he snatched up the note upon which was beside it all and then began heading towards the faint call of Hello? Turning a hall and then stopping at the main door a second before sliding the door open and stepping out into the blood red moonlight of the area around his home. Noticing Yuriko there, he chuckles lightly to himself and then raises a hand in order to rest the arm against the door frame as he begins to speak. "Now what can the big, bad, scary ol' Angra Mainyu do for a nice little thing such as yourself?" Crius asks, with a slight raise of his eyebrow, before tilting his head slightly in order to look over the goldenrod lenses of his sunglasses, at the female who had slain one of his general's so easily.

"And what makes you, believe you are worthy enough to take back Hidden Leaf Village?!" Crius demands, before he was suddenly moving forwards and lashing out as a sword slides from his sleeve and comes swinging forward in order to aim directly at her throat, in the instant that the blade came close enough to reach her neck, his other hand was rising upwards with a sheet of paper clutches between his fingers and his palm. "Sign it, and you can claim it as your own." Crius says, as the blade in his hand seems to retract and then fold into a switch blade like effect, the weapon slipping back into his sleeve as he chuckles to himself and produces a pen where she could write. The slight movement of his cloak, produced a folded up stand, to which he stood back and opened, before setting the paper and pen down for her. "As you can see, there is no fine print. And any time holding onto this village becomes too much for you to handle, all you must do is sign this a second time, and it will become ours once again.." He says with a twisted sort of grin, looking at her.

"It's quite simple, in fact. Hidden Leaf, is completely worthless. It was used as a trophy of skill and nothing more. It serves no real use, any shinobi who have been born in it's location, have long since used the necessary techniques required to be taught in such a location. There was one of two choices, offer the village as a sacrificial lamb to kill off and please a demonic god that does not truly exist to begin with.. Or give it away to someone worthy enough to have the courage to walk right into enemy territory and request it.." Crius says, as he chuckles and strolls around the podium that he had drawn from no where, in a sense. A single hand raising upwards to cup beneath the girl before him's cheek. Leaning forwards in order to bring his own face close to her's, his eyes seem to twinkle with some hidden intent just above the rims of his goldenrod sunglasses. The plain gray eyes narrowing slightly while looking at her, as if expecting to see some sort of hostile attack that he would need to snuff before it came too out of control. "After all, it's not every day we have any sort of visitor in this place, and someone of your particular..." He pauses, his tongue sliding from his mouth and narrowly gliding across his lips, as his eyes meander down her form for a split moment. "Abilities, is usually something to attract attention. Killing a General as you had, especially someone of such strength as he is.. Makes you either a valuable future asset, or an enemy we will one day have to strike down.. Now, depending on your course of interest, and the amount of clear intimidation you can muster yourself to look beyond in order to see the full picture, the easier it will be for something more interesting to become of you in the long run. After all... An organization such as this, could get you many more things, other then a village you hold dear to yourself." Crius smiles, something almost close to that of being a genuine thing, as he releases her chin and casually slides a single finger up her right cheek for a second, as he leans backwards and then draws his hand away from her face, and drops it to casually land against the podium that he had made for her to sign on. Would she come to understand the meaning behind the words that he had spoken? Or should she just shrug off the words he had spoken, sign the paper and leave in a hurry in order to get away from this place, and those that were in it. Of course, Crius hadn't even mentioned about how the General she had killed, had only been a ploy to make her believe she was threatened. After all, Zaman was only a few rooms away by the fire, playing with it as usual and minding his own in the dark of the base.

"Fair enough, Yuriko. Your point of being here has been concluded. By the time you reach your village, I will be sending someone along in order to draw out what remains of the Angra Mainyu from your village." Crius says, as he slowly shrugs his shoulders before raising his gaze to peer at her directly once again. "Keep the document. It'll be useful in claiming your possession of the village. Also, be weary of who enters your village. Some enemies of the Angra Mainyu, could cause us showing up and causing a little havoc, for the sake of this meeting. I'll try and keep all future destruction in that sector, to a minimum." Crius says as he grins slightly, before awaiting her reply and her departure.

Abaddon chuckles as he leans against one of the outer walls of the Angra Mainyu base. His gaze raising upwards as he notices what appears to be at least a single raven flying while carrying something in his direction. How it had managed to fly to this place, he wasn't entirely certain, but the main fact was that it was something he should be able to find useful in the long run. "Well now.. What do we have here?" He asks, as he raises an eyebrow slightly, and awaits the object toting raven to near enough that he could see exactly what it was that the raven possessed. His curiosity was certainly spiked by the sudden appearance of such an animal, yet he was also wondering what the object it carried was.

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"A head huh? Well that's suiting..." Abaddon says, before leaning down and lifting the head up and holding it in front of his face as a grin slowly forms. "Loki's dead hmm? Well, Crius will be pleased when he hears about this. But who do I have the pleasure of thanking for such a kill? Tell your master there, to be sure to meet up with Crius Akasun.. He will be sure to reward your master nicely." Abaddon says as he chuckles lightly and then pries at some stitches on his chest, and then literally shoving the head into the gaping black hole in the stitches. Abaddon grins darkly and looks directly at the Raven, he wasn't sure if anything else was needed to be said, but he was sure that it was an interesting gift, for a few reasons.