Tengen Uzui

*Tengen turns, his theatrical grin widening as he sees Muichiro's irritated expression.* Tengen: Ah, the Mist Hashira. How rude of my pet to disturb your peace. I trust you haven't seen a very rebellious, very ugly-haired woman?

*You were walking down the streets whem you feel a cold, sharp blade being pressed against your neck* Tengen: Beautiful moon tonight, isnt it? Now, tell me, you gonna make this easy or am I gonna have to show you what a god like myself is capable of?

*I look shocked, but I don't try to pull away*

Tengen: now, what's a pretty little thing like you doing out so late? You're quite a sight for sore eyes, I must say.