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 Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 5:31 am
 Shuniji immediately tensed upon feeling the pressure of the Otokage's presence descend upon the room. He stared blankly out into the darkness, hanging on every word. His mouth twitched at the Otokage's admonishments from the sheer truth of his statements. He didn't' just want to know what was going on, he felt he had to.
He almost relaxed a little once he was given a mission. Just the idea of having something to do calmed him down immensely, even if it was something as odd as "have this man touch your chest." He wasn't sure how, exactly, but he'd find a way to make it work. Seika would probably help too in some way, considering she was also sitting in on the briefing.
"O-okay. Y-yes! Of course, sir." Shuniji replied, hesitantly at first, but finishing clearly. He was still somewhat expecting the Otokage to give him something impossible sounding like, "Oh, and then you fight this army," or "And then you drag this boulder up the nearest mountain." Somehow this sounded deceptively simple.
The curiosity that ensued was enough to distract Shuniji from every other problem in his life. At that moment, he was easily the most upbeat he'd ever been in the Otokage's presence.
He cocked his head to the side to look at Seika as she received her part of the mission.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:49 am
"Your failure of a teamate may prove a usssseful tool
in your misssssion.... ussssse her as you will... you
are in charge of thissss misssssion."
The soul pressure seemed to dissipate as these last
words escaped the Otokage's lips. It didn't leave all at
once. No... it was like a wound. It throbbed, coming
and going.
"Botch this... and don't bother coming back..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 12:54 pm
Shuniji turned his attention back to the direction of the Otokage's voice (which proved difficult since it seemed to be resonating from the room itself) and nodded solemnly.
"I understand, sir. I will complete this mission with the utmost haste and efficiency." He bowed deeply.
Once the pressure backed off, he turned his head to glance over his shoulder at Seika. The look he was wearing could be described as... devious, for starters.
"Ready for a road trip, buddy?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 3:36 pm
I hide behind a smile...╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝ 
Seika remained a tad bit tense, but otherwise quiet as the Otokage spoke to Shuniji. It was obvious what her job was. Following Shuniji's orders, maybe even acting as his personal meat shield. Of course it didn't really bother her that much. It would have turned out this way eventually anyway. Then of course...her facial expression remained inexpressive as she received her "Failure" title.
Words meant nothing to her anymore. They were just a distraction used to make Seika feel insignificant. Of course compared to him, she was. However, The Otokage's opinion of herself was obviously less important than her own. So it didn't matter. As long as she did what she was told...there wouldn't be a problem. "Whatever, just don't screw this up." Muttered Seika with a waving gesture of her hand, then obediently followed behind him. She had to get that little jab in for the bullshit remark Shuniji made.. Even if it was a useless input of her own effort. Judging by the poor amount of volume she used in that reply, he probably didn't even hear it.
Her Theme
...As this perfect plan unfolds.
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 11:55 am
 DANGER! DANGER!
♠ Shuniji FukuAre you ugly?
Shuniji's once bouncy, driven pace eventually slowed to a solemn trot.
The hallways seemed to darken around him as they dove deeper into the heart of Sound. The walls began to look less like those of a bunker and more akin to the engraved, dark stone that made up the original Sound Village designed by the Shodai Otokage.
Shuniji felt a rare moment of modesty descend upon himself as he skirted by the torches that replaced the florescent lights. If this wasn't the Otokage they were visiting or the circumstances of their arrival had been different, he would have stopped to grab a shirt.
His gait slowed considerably once the familiar, massive set of doors came into view.
Mood: Trepidant
Status: Gawking at the big doors and waiting for something to happen
Thoughts: Seika, hurry uuuupppppp. ;A;  A liar, like me?
A user? A lost soul?
Someone you don't know?
Are you like me?
Are you... ugly?
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 3:12 pm
ȘЄΊҜȺ▷Cheshiru◁  (¯`v´¯).`·.¸.·´ ¸.·´.·´¨)¸.·¨) (¸.·´(¸.·´(¸.·¨¯`☆☆☆☆☆☆
The queasy feeling in her stomach seemed to get worse as they descended through the dark halls. Had Seika eaten something earlier, she would have puked it up just now.
It's not that she was terrified, it was just something that came almost naturally when venturing here. It's like all your wounds seemed to hurt at once. There was no reason, no evident cause for them to hurt. It just came with the atmosphere maybe..
She just didn't notice it before.
It might have been a good thing Seika sent her Cat home before venturing here. Though there's nothing saying that her Cat wouldn't have chickened out and ran away at the sight of danger anyway. 'Stupid little runt.'
Her Ipod was playing Ophelia again. Seika was half tempted to throw it against the wall for making her nervous breakdown worse. 'DAMMIT, STOP DOING THIS TO ME!' When this was over, if she survived this visit...she was getting a new Ipod. And a new taste in songs maybe..
MƠƠƊ: PMS Having bittersweet memories.
lιѕтeɴιɴɢ тo: Ophelia - KAYA
Side note: I swear it does this on purpose!
How would you like to see what d e a t h is like? ✞
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 3:24 pm
"Your late. He's been waiting a very long long long long long time... how could you do that to him? You know how he dislikes to be left waiting."
Like the smile of the Cheshire cat, a feint whiff of sugar announced the apprentice of the one they called "Virus". Blowing into existence- he appeared to blow up in reverse. A million tiny fragments of dust un-exploded onto a stop behind Seika. His arms where draped around her shoulders and chest in a very lazy, loose hug from behind.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 3:32 pm
DANGER! DANGER!
♠ Shuniji FukuAre you ugly?
After much, much trial-and-error, Shuniji had learned to not let Virus's antics get to him... too much.
Okay, so the man-creature-thing still scared annoyed the hell out of him, but freaking out wouldn't make visiting the Otokage any less painful.
Shuniji smiled stiffly and tugged on his hair. "Yeah, well... better late than never... I guess..." he replied half-heartedly. It was a difficult card to play considering he didn't believe in it himself.
Mood: Resigned
Status: "Conversing"
Thoughts: Is this scenario supposed to make me more or less anxious? A liar, like me?
A user? A lost soul?
Someone you don't know?
Are you like me?
Are you... ugly?
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 4:03 pm
ȘЄΊҜȺ▷Cheshiru◁ (¯`v´¯).`·.¸.·´ ¸.·´.·´¨)¸.·¨) (¸.·´(¸.·´(¸.·¨¯`☆☆☆☆☆☆
Seika jumped at the sound of Virus's voice. She was too busy messing with her music player to notice he was there, so it startled her for a moment.
Seika's eye twitched at the physical contact, her lips curled into a scowl as she tried to brush Virus off her shoulders. "You, Creeper. Off. Now." She growled, a nice greeting in her own way. She just didn't like being touched. Not since Virus stuck his face in her armpit.
That was just...no. We don't talk about it.
Ever.
MƠƠƊ: PMS Irritated
lιѕтeɴιɴɢ тo: Cosmic castaway - Electracy
Side note: OH GOD GET IT OFF ME! D:
How would you like to see what d e a t h is like? ✞
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 4:21 pm
She literally brushed him off. As she moved her hand against him, it felt almost like she was brushing sand off her shoulders.
He... it simply vanished . It was almost like she'd disturbed a reflection in a pond...
"So late... late late late... so late you need to wake up..."
Like a movie that suddenly jumped twenty minutes the world was much less... enjoyable.
Dank darkness was replaced with a darkness so absolute the very mood was moved from "casually annoying" to "frigidly terrifying". Yes... HE was here...
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:09 pm
DANGER! DANGER!
♠ Shuniji FukuAre you ugly?
"..."
Shuniji's rigid expression melted along with the scenery. He was now in a state of obvious, rightful anxiety, despite his best attempts to maintain what little professionalism he had left.
His mantra was that he, for once, completed his mission(s) without a hitch. That had to count for something, right? Of course, leave it to Virus to say the one thing that could potentially make all his efforts moot point.
'Hurraaaaayy......' He swallowed quietly.
Shuniji's hands twitched, wanting desperately to wrap around his torso, but he kept them at his sides and gazed subserviently into the darkness.
Mood: ANXIOUS
Status: Waiting
Thoughts: gonk A liar, like me?
A user? A lost soul?
Someone you don't know?
Are you like me?
Are you... ugly?
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:28 pm
ȘЄΊҜȺ▷Cheshiru◁ (¯`v´¯).`·.¸.·´ ¸.·´.·´¨)¸.·¨) (¸.·´(¸.·´(¸.·¨¯`☆☆☆☆☆☆
The sudden change in atmosphere sent chills up Seika's back. But of course...The only time they ever see Virus, is right before the s**t storm that was the Otokage.
Seika placed her hand on her neck and let her body slouch in a small bow. The corners of her lips started to quiver, but she tried her best to keep a straight face. It was now that she really started to consider what Virus had said. They were late, The Otokage didn't like waiting.
She didn't want to get set on fire again...
To be honest, she wasn't quite sure what was worse. Hearing the Otokage's angry voice, or waiting for him to speak of anything that may pertain to him being pissed off.
Really...you couldn't exactly tell what sort of mood he was in, it was all so...terrifying.
Though most of the time he seemed angry...or disappointed. She'd take a mouthful of acidic sparkles over this sort of horrific tension any day.
MƠƠƊ: PMS Irritated
lιѕтeɴιɴɢ тo: Teenagers - MCR
Side note: Woops. :c
How would you like to see what d e a t h is like? ✞
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:32 pm
Silence at first... waiting, expecting...
"....."
"And you disssssturb me why?"
Anger
Displeasure
Annoyance
The voice echoed from hell it seemed.
All around them the world was dissolving,
hope was graying out like drying husks in
the late morning sun...
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:46 pm
DANGER! DANGER!
♠ Shuniji FukuAre you ugly?
Shuniji couldn't help buy dryly acknowledge the Otokage's words as quite possibly the worst thing he could have said for Shuniji's nerves. Again, he figured this was likely done on purpose. Too bad they'd already passed the point of no return...
"I have come to report on our mission's progress, Lord Otokage," He began. He was honestly surprised he didn't stutter.
"...The ice fisherman, Cao... The vessel of the Three-Tails... He has met the same fate as Immortal Lu."
Shuniji spoke plainly. The Otokage was an impatient person to begin with and if Shuniji tripped over himself trying to sound fancy, he'd likely get torched again.
At the same time, he assumed the Otokage knew all of this information already. The longer the pair stood in the Otokage's Lair, the more Shuniji wondered if they were even supposed to be there in the first place...
Mood: Creeping dread
Status: Waiting
Thoughts: Er... Mission complete? I guess? ...Please? A liar, like me?
A user? A lost soul?
Someone you don't know?
Are you like me?
Are you... ugly?
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 6:54 pm
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