A Blood Coup Brews [Adam/Stefan] [Private Event]

A crimson moon befell the sight of The Blood Fall base within the depths of the Brazilian Monsuta stronghold. The atmosphere of ill-omens over fell these hostile lands as the sense of something foul lurked among the air of all those who inhaled it. No one was quite sure where the tides were turning in the world, so many who call this place their home were filled with doubt, uncertainties, fear, anger and many conflicting negative emotions which came about as a sign of poor leadership, direction, purpose, and guidance. All of which could be attributed to the disinterest of their current leader: Azuma Lazarus

Ever since this man had taken the reigns of control of the Monsuta it has been a steady decline from what was already an organization which had taken many damning blows throughout the years. While Adam was assured that he did all that he could to keep morale afloat in these trying years, there is only so much one can do without being given the proper tools to govern and guide those who call this faction their family. Therefore, while he was not too keen to take the spotlight, it was becoming apparent that this current regime was not effective and the snake's head had to be cut off.

Being that Adam was currently the second in command at this point in terms of ranking, it was becoming more apparent by the time that such a radical change was going to have to be supported by him. This is because many within the faction had grown to trust the man's decision throughout the years. He had a reputation as someone willing to do whatever it took to see the success of the Monsuta throughout his constant missions, battles and wars waged in the name of this faction. Ergo, a coup with his blessing could most certainly see the light of day and have the chance of swaying others to that bell of change.

So, with that thought in mind, it was time for him to begin recruiting others to help with this task. The male had a thirst for attaining a greater sense of oversight, power and control in the organization; but he had no desire to keep a public face. A shadow leader felt appropriate for him, so someone to see them through the light of day was needed. If such a deal and compromise could be crafted with the right candidate, Adam believed the chances of the Monsuta seeing success in terms of growth, development, unity, strength and power were all in their favor.

Therefore, after spending many days tracing the locations of former Monsuta operatives, he eventually came across the profile of Stefan Soan. He seemed like an apt person to fit the role of an outward face for the Monsuta. This is because of the fact he did indeed formerly lead the organization and it would make sense to seek his aid in this coup. For this reason is why he then sent out an anonymous message to the male. After locating his position on Earth, he had one of his soldiers deliver a message to Stefan telling him of the current circumstance with the Monsuta and that he wished for him to arrive at The Blood Fall at midnight, September 22, 2418 in order to discuss business with a coup.

Should Stefan decide to come, he would then find a shorter male wearing nothing more than a emerald green and honey drenched striped shirt, oak coated shorts and tennis shoes awaiting for him. Yet, despite his abnormally casual attire, the blood stained eyes of the male pierced through the dense darkness as his charmed smile felt a sense of excitement as the winds of the cool night blew his bronze hair against the breeze. He was feeling the sense that the waves of the world were getting ready to change, and that even if these talks should fail, something interesting was bound to come of this meeting tonight.

So, for better or for worse, all Adam could do was sit and wait under the glowing red ember of the scarlet moon and await to see if his message would be responded to or not....

It had been quite some time since Stefan Soan gave even the slightest shit about the organization known as Monsuta. For the past year and a half it had been like the infrastructure of America: crumbling and in desperate need of repair, a mere specter of it's old self. The average quality of the Monsuta's leadership and members had plummeted in Stefan's eyes, with few still around who could be considered diamonds in the rough. The rest, specifically and especially Azuma, were weak and not even worth noting. Their lack of power was clear, paling compared to their predecessors.

Speaking of predecessors, to Stefan only himself and Hakai had been worthy of the title Commander of the Monsuta. Tora was a sociopath who lacked the mettle and strength the original leaders possessed, and would go down as an infected wound in the annals of history. Barely worth a mention in the Cliffnotes. Ever since Stefan had left the organization, believing the it could survive without him, the Monsuta had been on the decline under Azuma's leadership. While some individuals, such as Adam, still did things on the world stage and attempt to keep themselves relevant, it clearly wasn't enough. This fact of reality was seemingly proven upon Adam's attempt to reach out to Stefan.

There was little interest from the Soan swordsman's side to respond positively to the Monsuta agent's entreaty. The Free Union was thriving, a bastion against the chaotic and destructive world around it, and his own interests seemed to be doing well too. Minatumi City was now a port town again after the "City" part was thrown away like an empty thought, a great many individuals had been approaching him to figure out where he stands in the world, and his hobby of forging newer and greater weapons for interested parties was also getting off the ground. Yet, there was a distinct lack of flash Stefan had grown accustomed to. His resurgence in the world was stable, safe. Where was the danger? Excitement? Pain, destruction, thrills? Perhaps Adam's offer included some of those.

Deciding "Fuck it", Stefan figured there was nothing to lose by heading to Brazil to see what this Adam person wanted to discuss. All of the information gathered on this individual by the Free Union pointed to them being the direction and hunger for change Azuma lacked. While promising, Stefan knew how easy it was to be let down by stories and reputation. As such, he approached the Monsuta headquarters with proper reservations. Knowing all the ins and outs of the stronghold, the green-haired Vizard of legend quite easily made his way down it's depths without giving off even a whiff of his presence. His spiritual pressure and identity were both hidden in their entirety, allowing Stefan to eventually find and approach a currently-sitting Adam undetected by any others, clad in his usual purple and blue garb with Zanpakuto at his hip. His bright green eyes met their crimson counterparts as Stefan addressed the Monsuta agent.

"I'm Stefan, you're Adam. There, introductions done. Let's get down to business."