Den of Thieves (Rei no Kaado)

[mugenginga]

Dark Malik looked down at where Izanagi had reached. He chuckled and then released Izanagi, taking a step back and showing his hands. In the same action, he gave an elaborate shrug. The way he shook his head made him seem almost bored. The smile had dropped to more normal levels as he refocused on Izanagi.

"Now now, no need to get all tense, kami-sama. I was merely acting in response to your own attack. As much as I'd enjoy taking care of your little puppet, I've got a larger thorn in my side," Dark Malik shook his head again, "It's clear you aren't the sort to run around wearing justice like some badge of honor, after all."

[Firebreath Fishslap]

Izanagi continued to glare as Dark Malik stepped back. He didn't seem to be relaxing in the least, and was more worried about the man in front of him. Something about this man suggested this wasn't some case of possession, but rather some kind of alternate personality altogether. Considering that, it was likely he was insane. No, more than likely.

"You made me lose that thief," Izanagi snarled. "And I doubt he'll return here now that I've found him here once before."

[mugenginga]

"You're rather helpless for a 'god', aren't you? If I recall correctly, you're the one that agreed to the Dark Game that weak face proposed. Oh dear, doesn't that mean you have to let me go now?" Dark Malik chuckled, "After all, I'm Malik."

There was no fear present. The teenager obviously felt he had the upper hand. By now the bleeding had stopped in his foot, and would have likely stopped in Izanagi's. The places the Vorpal Blade had cut were still seeping a bit, and three beads of blood had rolled down the cut on his face. The cold had been of aid in regards to potential bloodloss.

[Firebreath Fishslap]

"You think I actually had any intentions of honoring that agreement?" Izanagi chuckled and pointed Adachi's gun at Dark Malik. He took a couple steps forward before glancing down at the Ring around Dark Malik's neck.

"Let's see... how about you hand me that Ring, and maybe I'll let you go," Izanagi said.

[mugenginga]

Dark Malik's reaction likely surprised Izanagi. He eyed the gun for a moment, an expression of boredom on his face. What he planned on doing was still up in the air, so there was no way to read his movements. He chuckled to himself for a moment, likely not aiding Izanagi's assessment of his mental state. He then grabbed the Ring and ducked his head a bit, pulling it off. He held it out with his left hand to the side of Adachi's right. He'd have to adjust quite a bit to grab it.

"I've got no attachment to it," Dark Malik said with a smug smile.

[Firebreath Fishslap]

Izanagi eyed Dark Malik warily. The man was just handing over the Ring, like that? It hadn't even taken much convincing to do so, which was what worried Izanagi the most. Plus this was the same object Adachi had sold his soul over. Which reminded Izanagi of another thing. He needed to do something about Adachi's deal with Lucifer, or he'd never hear the end of it.

Carefully, while still keeping his eyes on Dark Malik, Izanagi reached reached over and took the Ring. He looked down at the object. This thing was incredibly dark. He needed to get rid of it, though the way Adachi had tried before was obviously not an option. Sighing, Izanagi pocketed the object.

"Now leave," Izanagi snarled.

[mugenginga]

"How scary," Dark Malik chuckled in response to the snarl.

He stayed there for a solid moment more. He smiled again at the end of that time and stepped to the side and walked backwards in the direction Anpu had fled. Right, the man had a gun and if there was one thing Dark Malik valued, it was his own life. The daggers that had been used in the fight now had crystallized blood on them, and Dark Malik didn't seem interested in retrieving them. He backed out of the alley and would be long gone if Izanagi bothered to check on him.

[Firebreath Fishslap]

Izanagi didn't move until Dark Malik was a fair distance away. After stopping to put his socks and shoes back on, he started walking away from the scene. For now, he supposed he'd head back to the apartments. It was getting too cold to keep spending the nights on the streets like this.

As it was, Anpu was still running around alive out there, and Izanagi still wanted him dead. He supposed it might be easier to get information that lead to him if he took Adachi's body into work sometime soon. It would be disadvantageous if Adachi was fired due to not showing up at work for two weeks.