A meeting of the corrupted minds (Hiro)

The streets of Brazil, lined with people the bustling of streets the general air of overwhelming sense of happiness and being from these people ... it truly made Tora sick to his stomach. The Co head of the monsuta sat in the central building of this country the place he had arrange to meet a man who had been enlisted into the organisation he leads service. often Tora had heard the name of this man, so many files of him existing that it was almost difficult to find out about the things of importance but none of it stopped Tora. he found out all he wanted about this intriguing individual and all of his reading seemed to spark an interest in a one Hiro Arajan, the founder of the vizard corps a man who was a former member of the association known as the monsuta, serving in the exact position Tora had taken during his arrival to there ranks ... the front lines. And now he was the man who was there new research commander a fitting position for a doctor like this if there ever was one.

Now as Tora sat waiting his tea trickling down his throat all he could do but was hum a small tune as the leg which he had not folded slowly tapped the ground matching his little beat. Simply the mans mind right now was in an odd place, after the wars damages and all the scars it left things were never going to be the same. Currently Tora was more worried about the man who besides himself help the lead of the monsuta, Hakai Chikara. He had gone through so much during the past and it was all building up, Tora just had no idea where it would lead.

Many nights he had stayed awake trying to control things plan his plans to the T but he was still unsure of his exact path if Hakai ended up to far gone perhaps that was the reason for his actions today. Around the man in this room lay the 2 bodies of the man known as Hiro's "staff" the girl who had served him his tea and another man probably just a confidant of hiros, both now lay sprawled around the floor both of there heads removed and sitting on the offices main table.

This waiting is becoming bothersome, i suggest you hurry lord Hiro the blood of your compatriots can only satisfy me so much. After all sacrificial lambs aren't enjoyed as much as the pleasure of wonderful company.

His eyes seemed so deadly as they starred ahead staring at these 2 decapitated prizes that lay on the table. Tora always loved the expressions the dead ended up with, some were just all to masterful that he really would consider them art. With all his psychotic tendencies this was just but one thing he may do with his time after all, peons who serve him sub par tea were of no use within his eyes, for if the weak and all too foolish servants couldn't manage it who would? it was small things like these that Tora usually did that made him seem quite evil amoungst his supporters but truly if he had no fear or confusion he would just be another child claiming his right to greatness waving his genitals around as though he was worth the world. And as the mad man sat waiting ...smiling it was truly obvious that something such as that was truly the last thing he cared for.

Now now doctor, its rude to keep a guest waiting, especially without offering him any way to ... occupy, his time. i expect a lot from you mr Arajan, especially with such a lovely country in your grasp, with a place like this you just invite jealousy upon me my friend.