Akayama would silently observe how the boy went about conducting his questions and what in particular he asked. When the dog had picked up the scent, he was quick to follow behind the two of them. [Exit]
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2018 11:25 pm
Kya bounded over, paid for what she needed, loaded up the backpack to max capacity, and left.
Stopping in at the Market place San stopped by the weapon smithy and picked up Iron Will. A new weapon she had specifically forged for the inheritor's of the Will of Fire. After that she went and bought a flack jacket (chuunin's) to help protect herself. -250 ryo
● Bloodline Techniques are reduced by 10 chakra ● Bloodline Techniques Overwhelm Same Rank ● Sapping energy from San reduced to 1/4 ● Hand Seals May be Replaced by Lip Movement ● Fuuinjutsu Labled with [Uzumaki] count as Bloodline ● Can Not be Unbalanced by Techniques S-Rank or Lower ● Right forearm sealed by Phantom Limb Seal ● Silent Steps (may only be heard by those with enhanced hearing), steps do not leave a trace. ● Can Catch Projectiles by the Tip ● Once per post, the user may use a single D-Rank or lower technique from Sobagi without paying the cost.
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🍥║ Non-Combat Passives
● Learn All Jutsu Eight [8] Posts faster ● Learn Ninjutsu One [1] Post Faster ● Able to locate the general direction of the closest exotic monster ● Text Here
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● Text Here ● Text Here ● Text Here ● Text Here
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2018 11:02 am
San made her way to the Markets to find an artisan with which she could pitch and help out the village in a smaller more mundane way. Eventually she wound up working with a man who carved wood. Her first task was to help set up shop. [1/3] This task mostly involved sweeping the floor and dusting off some of the equipment. He also sent San to fetch wood. When she returned there was more work to be done. [2/3] San had to sort the wood according to length. Then she needed to use an ink brush to mark each piece with a number he called out. Some kind of grading system she figured. [3/3] [Preperation]
Once the prep work was done it was time to get to work. At first the man simply asked for San to hold the wood. She did as instructed and held the wood steady. [1/4] The work was menial but slowly San grew to appreciate the man she was working with. The way he used his tools fit nicely into her world view. Each stroke of the blade was sure, measured, and correct. [2/4] There was no adding where wood was concerned. One could only take away. It was because of this that each of his strokes had to be correct. [3/4] Slowly shavings and dust was added to the floor. More and more piled up as he work. After the piece was done there would be more to be done on her end. [4/4] [Assistance]
"Okay my lady, please sweep the floor again while I prep the next log." San nodded as she walked off to get a broom. Once it was in hand she returned. [1/3] "Sweep that up and put it into the water bath. It needs to soak so that it's gets soft enough to pulp it into paper." Once more San nodded her acknowledgement. [2/3] As she swept the floor she did her best not to create too much dust. Everything needed to make its way into the little shovel. Each time it was full she deposited the wood shavings into the bath. [3/3] [Prep]
The next log was slotted onto the machine and once more San was asked to stabilize it. As she watched him work her curiosity began to grow. What exactly was he working on? [1/4] "Say, what are you working on anyway?" The question was plain, a hint of wonder vaguely present. With a slight cough he cleared his throat as he worked before answering. [2/4] Table legs actually. I need to cut out roughs for four of them. San was intrigued in the process now. [3/4] Her imagination bid her to think upon what kind of of table it was going to be exactly. She hoped it was a dinner table. Something her citizens would gather around to enjoy each other's company. [4/4] [Assistance]
Now that she was getting a sense for how all of this worked San was quicker about it. She moved to grab the broom and get to work. With short soft and simple stroked she brushed the shavings into the pan. [1/3] It was interesting that he let little go to waste. It was probably among the craftsman class that she could find the people who most exemplified her own philosophy. Something to keep note of for sure. [2/3] Eventually after a couple of trips to the bath the floor was looking clean again. With one final sweep she gathered up the last of it and moved on. It was time to carve up another leg. [3/3] [Prep]
The wood started out in its roughly natural shape. covered in bark. Though it had largely been drained of sap already in a drying process. So in the cutting process the first step was bark removal. [1/4] This time as they went through it, the man began to describe to San what he was doing. It wasn't the fanciest of work but San respected it all the same. She deeply curious about trying it herself. Perhaps she could work on the rough of the final leg? [2/4] Of course before that she had to learn. So as she held the log steady she was keen on paying attention to the work. Her eyes studied each stroke and only broke contact to rotate the log as requested. [3/4] Slow the rough of the leg was being cut out. She could visualize how it might look later now. In the end she felt like she'd learned a lot. [4/4] [Assistance]
Once again it was clean up time. San gingerly grabbed the broom and got to work. "Say... think I could rough cut the next one yo?" [1/3] The craftsman paused in thought over her request. "Hmm... a strange request from someone so green to my craft but I take it you must be quite studious to reach the office of the Hokage. I guess I could let you try it lady Hokage." [2/3] San grinned as she swept up the remainder of the shavings. They were swiftly dumped in the bath before she walked off to grab a new log. Having seen the ones he'd picked previously she knew what to get. [3/3] [prep]
The log was rough but of the appropriate length. First she needed to de-bark it. That process was long and tedious for one who was but a novice like herself. Still it had to be done. [1/4] After that process she began to make her cuts. Her hands mimicked the process she had watched three times now. As they did the rough of the leg began to take shape. [2/4] Slowly shavings and chips began to accumulate on the floor. She'd have to clean those up later. For now though San simply continued to work. [3/4] As she had held the log for the craftsman, so too was he now keeping it steady for her. There was a smile upon his face as San began to make the final cuts. She too could see that she produced a rough cut of a table leg. [4/4] [Assistance]
With the leg now roughly cut it was time to clean up again. San walked off to grab the broom while the craftsman collected the leg. Broom now in hand she got to work on sweeping. [1/3] "You did some pretty good work Lady Hokage. Could be better but for a first timer not bad. It's usable for sure." His compliments invigorated San to sweep just a wee bit faster. [2/3] Sweeping the shavings up into the pan San wondered what the next step was. Surely it would be a table top. Dumping the shavings into the bath it was time to move on. [3/3]
Apparently she was wrong. The next step was to use a sander to round out the shapes and smooth the wood. Of course this process wasn't done by hand. [1/4] The craftsman was quick to get San's attention as he needed help. She was needed for helping him get the belt onto his sander. When that was finished he could get to work. [2/4] While he worked on sanding there was still other work for San to get done. Occasionally the craftsman requested water be poured on the belt. This was to help keep the machine stay cool. [3/4] As he worked his way through the leg it slowly took on a more finished shape. Eventually the leg was finished up. The work done, San bid the man farewell and left the shop. [4/4] [Assistance] [Exit]
● Bloodline Techniques are reduced by 10 chakra ● Bloodline Techniques Overwhelm Same Rank ● Sapping energy from San reduced to 1/4 ● Hand Seals May be Replaced by Lip Movement ● Fuuinjutsu Labled with [Uzumaki] count as Bloodline ● Can Not be Unbalanced by Techniques S-Rank or Lower ● Right forearm sealed by Phantom Limb Seal ● Silent Steps (may only be heard by those with enhanced hearing), steps do not leave a trace. ● Can Catch Projectiles by the Tip ● Once per post, the user may use a single D-Rank or lower technique from Sobagi without paying the cost. ● Chest Protected by a light armored flack jacket, passive D rank defense against simple attacks.
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Mission Title [ Rank ] Mission Details
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🍥║ Non-Combat Passives
● Learn All Jutsu Eight [8] Posts faster ● Learn Ninjutsu One [1] Post Faster ● Able to locate the general direction of the closest exotic monster ● Text Here
"This job just doesn't pay as much as you'd think. Especially when I don't have time to sit around doing paperwork." That much was true at least. There was no stipend for being the kage and while she was out training, helping others train, or just seeing to the needs of the people she wasn't getting paid. It was a rather lackluster system. However there was a way they could save money and have a nice meal. As they walked through the market San stopped and occasionally purchased some vegetables such scallions and onions. She also picked up some shiitake mushrooms as well.
While purchasing two fish from a fish monger his elderly wife stroke up a conversation with her. "My my Lady Hokage, you don't usually bring a man with you to go shopping." There was a dastardly glint in her beady old lady eyes before she guffawed in the way old women in anime do. "Have you perhaps found yourself a man?" San seemed to side glance over at Kanzaki before making a small 'tch' noise. "He's nobody, just someone I got business with yo." The fishmonger's wife laughed again and a sly grin never her left her face. San was quick to turn to move on lest they get into argument in front of the woman. That was for best since there was one more stop to make. They needed food for Kaoru.
● Bloodline Techniques are reduced by 10 chakra ● Fuuinjutsu Techniques Overwhelm Same Rank ● Sapping energy from San reduced to 1/4 ● Hand Seals May be Replaced by Lip Movement ● Fuuinjutsu Labled with [Uzumaki] count as Bloodline ● Can Not be Unbalanced by Techniques S-Rank or Lower ● Right forearm sealed by Phantom Limb Seal ● Silent Steps (may only be heard by those with enhanced hearing), steps do not leave a trace. ● Can Catch Projectiles by the Tip ● Once per post, the user may use a single D-Rank or lower technique from Sobagi without paying the cost. ● Chest Protected by a light armored flack jacket, passive D rank defense against simple attacks.
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● Learn Ninjutsu Eight [8] Posts faster ● Learn Ninjutsu One [1] Post Faster ● Able to locate the general direction of the closest exotic monster ● Text Here
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2018 7:21 am
The anime was intensifying. Two people trying to interact of a certain status and already the NPCs were riling up. Kanzaki went to inspect random knicknacks across the way from the fishmonger, not caring for the rebuttals that came after the denial. Heck, he nearly got a new pack of smokes without incident, until the teen selling him cigarettes suddenly fell to his knees without finishing his "Are you and the Hokage" question, clutching his stomach, coming down with a stomach virus. Eerily the symptoms matched a punch to the gut, but he was no doctor. He'd just move on when the red head did, picking up the conversation."Start yourself an underground cage match if you're so strapped."Kaoru thought Kanzaki was being quite rude but said nothing. The doggo was more focused on smelling stuff in a human market than anything, since dogs didn't give a s**t about vegetables or rice or fish or any of that other junk. Today was a good day.
頼義神崎守うちはの木ノ葉隠れ Sharingan: Inactive
Current BGM: Stats
Konoha Registration #379615709
Village KonohagakurexxxxxTitle Jounin, Inu no SanninxxxxxRankAxxxxx Current Chakra 1,215 / 1,255xxxxxCurrent Stamina 720 / 720xxxxxOhoyamatsumi 160 / 160 Strength 3xxxxxSpeed 4xxxxxReflex 4xxxxxFortitude 3 Katanas SxxxxxHard Physical AxxxxxHashi S Active Techniques:xxxxxxxxxxEnergy Recovery: [ 20 / 20 ] [ -- Rank ]
Passives: • Insight Rain: Sense hostile intent in the immediate area • Hashidzukai: Chopstick techniques cost -5 stamina to perform • Hashi no Kokoroyari: Chopstick techniques cost -5 chakra to perform • Hashi no Seihitsu: Doubles rate of Chakra/Stamina regen while eating with chopsticks • Medium Armor: -80 Max stamina; max 6 usable speed DRs • Efreet Cloak: "Bit" reduced physical & katon damage Personal Attributes: • Full Time Part-Timer: Can choose between Ryo/Item rewards or AC on Job Missions without Kage permission. • Illusory Prowess: This attribute allows any and all genjutsu to be cast through eye contact with the Uchiha and adds a single secondary sense to any genjutsu cast by the Uchiha, at their discretion. • Chef Hashi-rama: Every 10 Shinobi Chef Missions grants 1 Hashi no Heisei Formless Slot. Classes, Reductions, & Abilities: ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Bukijutsu techniques four [4] posts faster. ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Hashi no Heisei techniques one [1] post faster. ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Hashi no Heisei techniques one [1] post faster. [ E - S Rank ] ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Katana techniques one [1] post faster. [ E - S Rank ] ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Hard Physical techniques one [1] post faster. [ E - A Rank ] xxxxx•Mystic Hero: Ninjutsu techniques through held weapon [ D - A Rank ] ○ Bloodline Class • Learn All techniques four [4] posts faster.
"Heh that might actually be kinda fun Kanzaki. Though I doubt I have the time for that yo." That was true. What with all the damn training she had to do already... ugh the problems of being a young kage. Why couldn't she be old and have already peaked as a ninja? Whatever, at some point she would just need to sit down and learn some things. Eventually they arrived at a butcher. "Yo Sanotori fix me up with two ribs." The man grunted at her overly familiar tone but he obliged, quickly wrapping up two large rib steaks. "My place isn't too far from here, I'll cook for us there." [Exit]
● Bloodline Techniques are reduced by 10 chakra ● Fuuinjutsu Techniques Overwhelm Same Rank ● Sapping energy from San reduced to 1/4 ● Hand Seals May be Replaced by Lip Movement ● Fuuinjutsu Labled with [Uzumaki] count as Bloodline ● Can Not be Unbalanced by Techniques S-Rank or Lower ● Right forearm sealed by Phantom Limb Seal ● Silent Steps (may only be heard by those with enhanced hearing), steps do not leave a trace. ● Can Catch Projectiles by the Tip ● Once per post, the user may use a single D-Rank or lower technique from Sobagi without paying the cost. ● Chest Protected by a light armored flack jacket, passive D rank defense against simple attacks.
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Mission Title [ Rank ] Mission Details
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🍥║ Non-Combat Passives
● Learn Ninjutsu Eight [8] Posts faster ● Learn Ninjutsu One [1] Post Faster ● Able to locate the general direction of the closest exotic monster ● Text Here
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2018 7:49 am
"Your place? Dude, I'm a trained chef. I just meant sit outside some place and get tacos or ramen. What gives."This was not the Keikaku. Your boy Kanzaki now had a few escape plans in mind if Sanae tried anything funny, but he had to concede she'd turned the tables on her by pulling this move. He was prepared to be vague and lie here and there, not for some one on one feelings jam at her abode. Now he kinda wished Kya would attack him from nowhere to get him outta this.
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頼義神崎守うちはの木ノ葉隠れ Sharingan: Inactive
Current BGM: Stats
Konoha Registration #379615709
Village KonohagakurexxxxxTitle Jounin, Inu no SanninxxxxxRankAxxxxx Current Chakra 1,235 / 1,255xxxxxCurrent Stamina 720 / 720xxxxxOhoyamatsumi 160 / 160 Strength 3xxxxxSpeed 4xxxxxReflex 4xxxxxFortitude 3 Katanas SxxxxxHard Physical AxxxxxHashi S Active Techniques:xxxxxxxxxxEnergy Recovery: [ 20 / 20 ] [ -- Rank ]
Passives: • Insight Rain: Sense hostile intent in the immediate area • Hashidzukai: Chopstick techniques cost -5 stamina to perform • Hashi no Kokoroyari: Chopstick techniques cost -5 chakra to perform • Hashi no Seihitsu: Doubles rate of Chakra/Stamina regen while eating with chopsticks • Medium Armor: -80 Max stamina; max 6 usable speed DRs • Efreet Cloak: "Bit" reduced physical & katon damage Personal Attributes: • Full Time Part-Timer: Can choose between Ryo/Item rewards or AC on Job Missions without Kage permission. • Illusory Prowess: This attribute allows any and all genjutsu to be cast through eye contact with the Uchiha and adds a single secondary sense to any genjutsu cast by the Uchiha, at their discretion. • Chef Hashi-rama: Every 10 Shinobi Chef Missions grants 1 Hashi no Heisei Formless Slot. Classes, Reductions, & Abilities: ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Bukijutsu techniques four [4] posts faster. ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Hashi no Heisei techniques one [1] post faster. ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Hashi no Heisei techniques one [1] post faster. [ E - S Rank ] ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Katana techniques one [1] post faster. [ E - S Rank ] ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Hard Physical techniques one [1] post faster. [ E - A Rank ] xxxxx•Mystic Hero: Ninjutsu techniques through held weapon [ D - A Rank ] ○ Bloodline Class • Learn All techniques four [4] posts faster.
♫ ~ I feel like laughing- a metempsychosis like this where you can suddenly bubble up and softly disappear. If you want to be loved, say it out loud. Just thinking about it won't convey it. Even the eternal maiden looks away, and heaven moves further away from us.
Soraru sat atop one of the buildings overlooking the five vandals down below. It had gone from afternoon into evening, but the sun hadn't set just yet. Daylight was only just starting to fade, and Soraru, unfortunately, did not have enough time to watch it disappear. He spent enough time changing into his combat gear and tidying up his messy hair for his potential meeting with any Antei members later, assuming the meeting wasn't over by then. He looked down to see what his future companions were up to, only to be mildly disgusted. Two of them had busted out the spray cans but hadn't gone to work yet, while the other three were passing around something and inhaling it like it was the last breath they'd ever take. It was sad. Sometimes he forgot that there were kids out there who never made it through the Shinobi Academy and ended up toeing the line between criminal and rogue. They were older than most, probably around his age, and likely caused the village trouble on more than one occasion in the past.
Beating them was his job, that was true, but he'd take it on as his own civic duty to destroy the drugs and teach the would-be vandals a lesson. Disgusting that it even got to this point. He thought, taking something out from his pouch and bringing it into his mouth.
He brought his hands together, forming a few signs while leaning forward to fall into the alley. They were probably too ******** up to expect an attack from above them. Hell, he doubted that they expected any sort of confrontation at all. They must've been trashing the property for a while with no retaliation, judging by the mission description. Oh well. Sucks to be these guys then. Finishing the hand sign, he cupped his mouth with his right hand, leaving a small opening between his middle and ring finger to exhale through. That exhale turned into an eruption of wind for all of a single moment before he bit down on his mouth ember, the extremely flammable winds of the Daitoppa technique getting swallowed up by flames while Soraru himself was pushed away by the initial blast of air. It managed to scatter everyone, including himself, into random positions. The flame itself wasn't too powerful, only being brought on through a mere mouth ember. Most of the impact came from the wind, though some clothing was definitely ignited and hair singed.
Both the war and the Basai Bagua style taught him something extremely important about combat, a rule that was carved into his battle spirit: Never Stop Moving. His hands hit the ground before his feet, but the momentum of the blast let him push off and onto his feet, into a high flip. High enough for him to bring his hands together in another sign. By the time his feet touched the ground again after his little gymnastic display, his arms were already behind him. He used the Assassin's Rush technique, sending a powerful gust of wind behind him to propel him forward. Little did he know in the heat of the moment that there was someone behind him who was still trying to get their bearings after the sudden attack. They were knocked right back onto the ground from the wind pressure, and Soraru was able to hear his yelp just before he lunged forward. One down. The guy he knocked down would get up, but the fight would be over by the time he made it back to his friends. It was an ambush. No ambush took longer than an instant to establish a clear winner. If a minute passed and the fight could still be called a struggle, your ambush failed.
Throughout all of what happened up until that point, Soraru's eyes had yet to catch up with his own speed. Being thrown from his own blast into an Assassin's Rush gave him the same vision as a drunk on a high-speed roller coaster. It was why Soraru with a Sharingan was something that should never be allowed. It was an alley, so all he knew was that he was bound to grab someone. With arms extended, he was right and ended up yanking one of them down by their shirt with his right hand, dropping down onto the ground in order to force them into a roll with him as he came out of high speed. It was more of a tumble than he was expecting, but he came out on top - literally, slamming his left hand down in a punch onto the vagrant's shoulder. It would've hurt, but Soraru wasn't strong enough to go around breaking bones. The taser built into the knuckles of the glove on his left hand, however, was a b***h to deal with.
He was actually surprised to hear the guy yell out from the pain, having grown accustomed to silence after that particular technique. It usually ended with a blade stabbed into a heart or a throat back in the war, or when fighting yokai. They - obviously - did not scream by the time Soraru pulled his hand back. Two were down so far. It took maybe two and a half seconds, four tops. The fact that he wasn't wobbling while getting up showed that it wasn't as fast as it once was, but he'd been out of the ring for a while. 'Hey what the <********> man, who do you think you are?!" Said one of the Vagrants, who Soraru recognized as one of them that wasn't huffing drugs when his vision stopped blurring. The guy on the ground rolled on his side, trying to do whatever he could to relieve all the cramping that stemmed from his electrocuted shoulder. His first reaction was to lunge at the one who spoke to him - no, it was to draw his weapon, but he had to metaphorically put his foot down. The state of the beast was so easy to enter if he didn't keep it in check. If he couldn't do that, he should've never even tried being a Shinobi again. He knew that.
It'll take time. It's a process. It'll take time. You're in control. Control.
The words repeated in his mind like a mantra, and he exhaled out a long breath that he didn't know he was holding in the first place. His breathing regulated, and his eyes took on that familiar glow. The state of control. He'd maintain it. "That's easy. I'm just a guy taking out the trash. I hear that your tagging has caught the Hokage's ear, but I'm just doing my civic duty. You're causing the merchants money. Repeatedly. You've been told to stop, warned to stop. Re-peat-ed-ly. What did you think was going to happen next?" It took some effort to speak instead of fighting, but his bloodline helped him. The longer he went without taking action, the less he was tempted to follow the instructions that war carved into him.
"Whatareyouwaitingfor?!ThisguyjusthitSanosuke!Screwthis!" Soraru could tell from the guys tone of voice alone that he was on some next level drugs. Probably something new that hit the street. Regardless, it obviously didn't assist its users in their sense of self-preservation. He predicted that the next effect would involve feeling invincible. The guy would have to be taken out before he could even realize how numb he was to pain. He wasn't showy about it that time. His job was to inflict some level of fear, and he'd already done that to everyone present who wasn't on drugs. Once it wore off, their friends would smack some sense into them. Brutality wasn't required anymore. The guy got close and reached out, while Soraru responded by stepping into his range. He got grabbed, but an elbow to the solar plexus made that obsolete. He wasn't a great hand-to-hand fighter, he didn't enjoy fighting that way, but he at least knew where to land his hits. The vandal went to back up once he realized it was hard to breathe, and the Hakemoto stepped forward again. His left hand steadied his head while the right came across the guys chin in a hook. It was nothing special. It'd knock anyone out.
When his eyes raised to the others, he was mildly surprised at the sight. The one who initially spoke up along with one other had their arms raised in surrender. The other had his clothes singed and was breathing heavily. He was also a drug user, but it seemed his first jutsu had the largest effect on him. There was the guy knocked over from Assassin's rush in the back, picking himself up. Two blasts one after the other, he was probably nauseous. Overall the wounds were nothing major. The taser wasn't incredibly effective, and the burns were very minor. The guy he tased was actually laying on his back with his arms in the air to indicate surrender too. Just as he approached to wrap things up, the vandal next to the one who spoke with Soraru pulled a kunai out of his pocket and threw it at him. It wasn't a problem to dodge, but he didn't expect what happened next. The vocal one straight up decked his friend in the face with a haymaker, knocking him out cold. " "Just don't let me catch you around here again. It's the market. Kids run around here too. I'm not going to run you out of town or reign you in for what your friends were doing there, you just can't do it here." With that said and done, the mission was just about over. He waited from a rooftop to see if they'd actually leave, and when they did, he made his way back to the Hokage. Simple.
There were no problems.
He didn't struggle to maintain control.
It was all simple.
[Exit]
The truth is not what you want it to be. It is what it is, and you must bend to its power or live a lie. ♫
Amarantha strolled into the market place and looked through the stalls and shops. She was looking for something to better help her stealth, but she wasn't seeming to find much of anything to be of any help. She sighed and shook her head before she turned on her heel and began to leave. Perhaps she'd request a mission instead, earn up a little more money, and get some real experience under her belt, then maybe she could go to Takumi. she'd heard plenty of stories, and had even been taken there as a child, from her parents of it's many mercantile wonders. {Exit to Hokage's Office}
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The ones who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones that do.
Driven by sudden inspiration, a bright eyed Kagerou paid a trip to Herbal Furs first thing in the morning and browsed through the animal selection of the shop the locals called the most diverse pet shop in Konoha. All sorts of breeds of mice, cats, rabbits, dogs, and even snakes that Kagerou spent some extra time cooing over were all there. There was even a chinchilla, and after speaking with an associate, she learned that even large animals such as horses could be acquired through the pet shop. Unfortunately, however, it appeared the animal she had in mind, the one she was firmly set on, was not available. Not at the moment, at least.
Mildly disappointed, Kagerou left the store with a sigh, but not without a smile. It appears she would be visiting the hokage's office empty-handed today, but she had to admit to herself, "I figured a platypus was a bit farfetch'd," as she strolled down the streets, "Still, I think it was worth a try. After all, the kage's pond looks so empty and lonely, and ducks are simply tooo simple~"
Exit to Hokage's Office
Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2021 2:36 pm
❝ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳᵞ ʳᵉᵃ≀ᵒᵑ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵢᵍʱᵗ‣❞
〚“No, I want to- I want to sell. Not buy.” Sypher was struggling to get the very excitable weaponscrafter to listen and Aika wasn’t helping. The man had gone a bit gaga eyed at the sight of the big wolf-dog and spent a good ten minutes telling her how lovely she was and what a good dog. Aika hadn’t minded and had even shown off some tricks. Now, however, the man had it in his head that Sypher was a tamer and had come for some weapons to outfit Aika with “You want to sell?” the man arched a brow and glanced at Aika. Sypher felt a sudden rush of rage and if he’d had hackles and a ruff like Aika, they would be raised. But he held it down and thrust out his bo staff to the man “This. I want to sell this.” the man took a step back, perhaps sensing the danger, but accepted the bo staff, looking it over “Ah, you want upgrade to metal? All buki specialists want metal weapons now.” Sypher felt a twitch start in a muscle in his throat. It had already been a trying hour of getting to the market, navigating all the people, getting lost, before finally finding a place that would buy and sell and not rip him off. He felt like his temper was about to snap “Will you buy it or not?” he managed to keep a civil tone but Aika was licking his hand, a sure sign that he was starting to dip into a panic attack. The man hummed and haawed over the bo staff before “600 Ryo. Bit more than I can sell it back for but a good price.” Sypher nodded, immediately agreeing if only to get out of this place that much faster. As the man counted out the money, Sypher played with the ring under his shirt, gently tugging on the jewelry as it hung on the chain. The weaponscrafter glanced up at the ring as he handed Sypher the money “If you want to sell that too, I can tell you a shop.” Sypher’s hand suddenly clenched around the ring, a well of panic rising up at the thought of selling it. While the ring wasn’t his, it had been one of the first items he’d found when he got out of the Sero. He didn’t know who’s it was or where it had come from, but it had come to be a comfort to him. He shook his head sharply, tucking the 600 Ryo into his pajama pants “No, no… but can you tell me where I can purchase some clothes and a bag?” the weaponscrafter beamed and directed Sypher to go down the street and to the left most fork. Nodding his thanks, Sypher and Aika left the shop, Sypher tucking the ring safely back under his shirt.
Feeling more comfortable in his body now, Sypher gave the seamstress a bow as she bundled up his items and disposed of the hospital pajamas. It had taken a few tries to find the place but he had finally been able to ask for help and be directed to the clothing shop. Inside, the seamstress took one look at him and immediately got out some pre-fabricated items of clothing for him to try. With his height, she hadn’t had much that would fit but she was able to modify a few pants and an all purpose short yukata to serve as a jacket. Shirts had been a little harder to find and she didn’t have any bodysuits that would fit him so he would have to find a new one elsewhere. In all, he managed to choose:
-A long sleeve shirt, spotted, with tight cuffs and a loose collar -A short sleeved shirt, white with black leaves patterned along the left side, that fit tightly but was comfortable enough -Two pairs of pants, one black and one jeans, that were just long enough -A pair of hard sole fitted soft shoes, like socks but with a thick sole for use in place of shoes -A light blue/teal yukata that came to his hips and had more narrow sleeves, with no belt but with a hidden breast pocket and two inside pockets
And the seamstress had thrown in a pretty rose and lilac flower patterned scarf for Aika, who was sitting proudly with her new accessory. All together, it had cost Sypher about 350 Ryo, which was more than half of all the money he had but it was fine. He was no longer forced to wear the pajamas from the hospital, a relief as he felt almost like he had been living in them for the last few days. Now, he felt normal. The seamstress had also provided him with a basic canvas crossbody bag. Leaving the shop with Aika, the only thing that made him stand out now was his height and his hair. But there was little he could do about that, save hunching and dying his hair. And he wouldn’t do that. For now, he would need to go somewhere to calm down. All these people were driving him a bit mad.
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