<div class="floatleft">(http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20140304223852/marveldatabase/images/e/ef/Keniuchio_Harada_%28Earth-616%29_from_Marvel_War_of_Heroes_001.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Keniuchio Harada<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York<br/><strong>Whereabouts</strong>Rikers Island Mutant Cell<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mystique, Anyone within earshot of his cell<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Keniuchio wasn't sure how he ended up here, either it was bad luck or just bad timing but he had been sent here on his first trip to America. He took a deep breath as he sat back meditating, which was the best way to deal with the noisy people who seemed to be all around him at that moment. The man had one goal in his trip the death of his nemesis, which had somehow gone a foul at some point in the starting phase. Now he was resting thinking about what he could do to get out of the jail. He knew that after he got out of the jail, the next thing that he would need to do would be to find his way to getting a fair bit of money, and then setting himself up in this new land. That was not going to be the easiest thing ever stuck in jail without his trusty sword to use or any other thing that he could use to escape, but he could wait till he had the chance to easy and get out of this place, in his mind that was only a matter of time.<br/><br/>He sat as he heard the sound of someone coming down to their area, he could hear those footsteps as clear as day. He had memorized when the guards came and this wasn't that time. He had to wonder what the heck happened to be up and who it was that was coming down there. Was it a surprise inspection, perhaps, as it could be a meeting with one of the inmates too. Yet, he had a odd feeling in his gut that told him that neither of those things were what was going down at the moment. He raised his eyes breaking his own meditation curious as to know what was going down and who was the person making the footsteps.<br/><br/>He heard the sounds of what was obviously a quick struggle, and looked as he noticed a blue skinned female. He heard the words from two of the others in the cells and blinked as he thought about it for a moment. He could tell these two knew him, blue skin, where had he heard of a female like that. He thought about it for a moment and realized who it was. Interesting, he hadn't meet the infamous Mystique yet. He found it rather interesting that there was a game in town that could make him the money that he needed. He could watch his back, he was most of the time good at that, the idea of helping someone to help him get something he needed was fine my him as well. He remained quiet, best to not talk in a situation like this observe and figure out what was going on, and then act when action was needed or talk when words were need, and they were not needed yet, the others could talk and he could gather much from just hearing her reply.