The capture of the lady of sound (Namie-chan)

[xanican]

Daimon had taken namie to moon village, in his own personal dungeon. The guards were members of his dark hand... Syron was one of them who guarded the door... a master shinobi who was nearing the power of daimon.

"Syron... you may guard the door."
Daimon said looking straight into akiras eyes.

"Lord... With all due respect why must I guard her? I am 2nd only to your power. My lord my abliities are wasted here."
Syron said coldly his eyes hitting the girls

" Fool... Do you question me?"
Daimons eyes hit syrons instantly and syron fell cold.

"Perhaps Daimon-sama..."
Syron said coldly.

The two exchanged deadly glances and both their hands moved to their blades the two blades flashed and the two shinobi smirked.

"Syron, you truely are entertaining."
Daimon laughed.

"Little brother."
Daimon said again as he left.

Syron fell back against the wall , his eyes hitting akira.
"If you dont mind me asking why exactly did daimon imprison you?"
Syron said coldly.

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Akira glared condescendingly at the guard.
"Don't think I'll go so low as to speak with a guard," she snorted, looking at him up and down. She liked the fact that he would be so rebellious as to challenge the pipsqueak Daimon, but that didn't mean she had to do anything about it. The Jinchuuriki hmphed and crossed her arms. "If you're related to him, you're probably just at pig-headed. Am I correct? Though...You're a bit cuter..." She shut up smirking, the Sharingan whirling slightly.
Lady Akira! Leave him alone. Arg. Saiyashi.
What? You annoyance. Leave me alone!
Fine. But don't go getting yourself into a fight in your current condition. Even if Sasuke "extracted" the alchohol, you still have it in your system. Akira snorted and leaned against the hard wall, bored already.

[xanican]

"Forgive me... I meant no disrespect ma'am... at the time Im no more then a guard, however Know my loyalty does not lie with daimon nor does it Lie with any man. Also im not his brother... that is the title he gives me because of my ambition."
Syron spoke his eyes looking down at the ground.

"I am as much of a prisoner as you... You never told me your name, Mine is syron..."
Syron said softly.