"Please don't grab me so casually," The words that fell from Anzo's newly-made master's lips, although shaky, might as well have been cast in stone. They hit him right in the center of his chest, like a ton of bricks breaking through his sternum, and the little confidence he had built up before was shred away into unending shame. He had upset her, his new and only master. He had failed her already and the game hadn't even begun. Kagari removed her sunglasses before continuing, giving Anzo his first glace at how blue her eyes really were. He hung on every word, "If this game is real, then there's somewhere we're supposed to go, right? Let's leave here and we can talk more on the way."
Anzo blinked. Hadn't that been what he had just said? Had she misunderstood? Hesitantly, Anzo nodded slowly, but realized her eyes were not on him any longer. They cast to the other side of the room, toward the others, toward their enemies. A new character had joined the mess, a girl with strawberry-blonde hair who looked to be a high schooler, in dress and in face. However, her aura told Anzo she wasn't human. She felt too powerful, had too much presence. She was like him, but, at the same time, not. The newest addition approached the keen-looking boy, and Anzo shuddered at the combination. They were a pair to watch out for.
Kagari's voice brought Anzo's attention back to what was in front of him, "Also, if you know my name then I should know yours," Kagari stated, the shakiness her voice had once held was no more. She was as calm as a queen.
Anzo's eyes widened slightly. How could he have been so rude? To grab her and call her by her Christian name and not even introduce himself was borderline criminal behavior. He slowly dropped down to one knee, right hand curled into a fist over his heart and left tucked behind his back. He was shorter than Kagari now, a sign of submission, locking eyes on nothing but her shoes. His hair fell in front of his eyes as he spoke, heavy with clashing syllables, "I am disease, a plague to all those who stood before. 'Anzo', a name cursed to bind a soul such as mine." He looked up at her now, meeting her blue eyes with a pair of his own, "If 'Anzo' sits heavy on the tongue, cast it away. Bring new life with another binding, one that the oceans in your eyes will ebb to."
"Attention. Demons and Masters. The games have begun, proceed to your apartments scattered about Tokyo. No killing until everyone has gotten home. No following each other home either as that wouldn't be very sporting now would it?"
A blur of motion brought Anzo back to his head, all defense, pulling him to his feet and making him step in front of Kagari to block her from the action. A reflex. The cat-like demon was already dripping blood by the time Anzo's eyes adjusted to the lights, and Amaya's hand had been crunched ang twisted, leaving it crippled and broken and useless. Not that she seemed to mind much, though. The ruling death god was a force to fear, and Anzo, like the other demons, knew it all too well.
"Time is little. Take your final bows." Anzo spoke quietly over his shoulder to Kagari. He turned, and, painfully careful not to touch her, tried to usher her towards the door with a few flicks of his wrist, "Make haste, red paints the furniture, and paints the eyes of the hungry. Starving I am not, but I do not wish to fill the bellies of others, either." He followed after Amaya and Sora's heels, catching the door as it started to swing shut to hold it open for his own master. He bowed his head at a slight, respectful angle,
"My heart is held only by you, wield it well."
OOC: Wow, I am so sorry there were so many grammar mistakes. I was on some heavy cold medicine, but I think I fixed them all.