
Devic Zaitsev |

Come on guys, Tomoya is a good guy. He's just doing research. No need for threats.
"Yeah? No worry. He not need much help translation suddenly. Something else he decide we no need to know? Ehh, I do not make threats. I make invitations. Mr. Tomoya? I only take offense at hoarding knowledge. And attempts on my life, yes, I’m still stuck on that. Can you offer anything besides your word you had nothing to do with Aka Manto’s try to kill two people in this room? And doing it two separate times? Is all I need to give thought to give research back."
Merry late christmas everybody!

Jaster Kite |

Tomoya furrowed his brow. I suppose that it would be too much to just tell you that I was misinformed regarding his password procedure? None of you would believe that. He took a long look to Silver, who returned the look, just as stoic as he was. No, it’s that Aka Manto is an assassin with three very important... qualities. He’s effective, he can’t be traced to me, and I didn’t need to hire him. He mumbled to himself in Japanese, then turned to Nazuri.
I apologize for mixing you up in all of this. You can see, they needed a guide, and I needed a smokescreen. It was nothing personal, I promise.
He turned to the group. Nothing personal at all. It’s just that your collective existences and insistence on investigating me and my company threaten to interfere with my research. Now, what do you all plan to do? Do you think I’m going to let you leave? I have a veritable army of security under my payroll, not to mention I’m no slouch in a fight, either. Now that you understand my intentions, you don’t need to die. You can just restore the information you’ve stolen from me and leave... and never come back.
You utter bastard, Silver hissed under her breath.

Ammon Knight of Ragathiel |

i could tell the order of Ragathiel. If i dont report in they find out..if that happens you'll be picking a fight with one of the biggest religious orders in the world... and 90 percent of us hunt demons that would kill you in seconds. We part ways now with what we have... or you could be under assault from my order
intimidate: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15

Nazuri |

Nazuri bows to Tomoya, saying in Japanese
Just business. I understand.
She walks out the door, confident that the death threat doesn't include her (or at least she acts that confident, and waits to see if Tomoya will attack her as an enemy).
(She isn't attempting to abandon the party, but imagines battle is imminent, and thinks she will be of more use not in melee, but somewhere she can try to confuse Tomoya's henchmen, since they know her, or at the very least, be in the background so she can heal without being killed.)

Jaster Kite |

I think you underestimate me, good knight. I am no mere spawn from hell. I’m nothing so vulgar as that. I am of an ancient and regal bloodline. My father was alive to see the foundations of your holy order, and I will be present to see it’s demise.
I’m glad you see it that way, Nazuri-San. And, this being business, i hope you treat it with the same respect. I do not wish to sully my hands on you or Silver. I would like for us all to walk away from this alive. Please do not stand in the way of that goal.
He looked to Devic, I’m going to take that in consideration. Now, have you reached a conclusion?

Jaster Kite |

Oops, sorry. Yes, you did.
I am very sorry to hear that. Tomoya said, then shrugged. Oh... well. Minor setback. For me, at least. He said, then smiled, straightening his suit and watching the team as tapped to his watch, glaring daggers at Silver.
And he vanished in a quick flash of light. Silver jumped. What in the hells... She muttered. Just then, the team received a call from a blocked number with an itsy-bitsy spider ringtone.

Nazuri |

After Nazuri exits the room, she pauses in the hall, taking out her phone to call the police if necessary, but when she sees the flash of light she glances back and sees that Tomoya has disappeared, she figures he is escaping rather than attacking. She smiles and get out of the way so that any possibly-invisible people can get by her, hoping that this means there won't be a big battle.

Devic Zaitsev |

Just then, the team received a call from a blocked number with an itsy-bitsy spider ringtone.
Devic hesitates to answer the phone, looking at each person in the room before hustling out and proceeding out of the building as well.
"...If anyone's dead, I'm gonna be pissed." To the phone.