Despite the things going on around them, Masato suddenly became distant from the group, as though his mind were elsewhere. His eyes burned as he felt something wrong. The man who operated the giant castle now spoke to him, but Masato would seem absent from the conversation. ' Brother... you've shown yourself!' He thought, his fist clenched tightly. His distance demeanor would cease, looking to those in the area. " Boy, girl... weirdo." the masked individual was the weirdo. "...hell is breaking loose at Arashi's gates. I'm headed that way. Either run back to warn the other's that their chance to fight Kogarashi has arrived or come along. Doesn't matter." He wasn't sure of his brother's exact location, but he would be able to sense the use of the time space ninjutsu being used through their shared dojutsu. In an instant, the world began to spin, tearing the fabric of reality and opening a doorway to the battlefield in the land of floods. The portal would remain open only long enough for the people he was standing beside to enter before vanishing.
OOC: Heading to the battlegrounds for the event. Sorry for the delay in posting, lets go wreck some NPC armies!
Regalina Kaicho
Necroplant
Evanescently Magnificent
kiiwispoet
Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2019 2:42 am
"I've nary any pets you ange chéri. My darling angel who looks out for little un mon. Vrai moi shouldn't be so careless in his propositions." The frenchman would say with a limp wispyness to his arm movements. "Peur pas, you shinobi and your colorful words bon and special eyes, but I most certainly do not possess any such avians." Masato the man he'd been goading along with Kotori simultaneously to strike him would have diverted his attention elsewhere in every manner it seemed. The buzzed Frenchman suddenly developed a grim seriousness when the words came out his mouth. So it was happening then, Arashi was being attacked now. Torn, partially a desire to return rose within him, but, he knew his place, it was not on the field of a battle, the war-torn lands were for warriors and he was a mere citizen. There was no difference between leaving the lands and spending it cowering in a bunker. He was a citizen and merchant by trade and by heart not a shinobi. Nor would his interests lean in said direction of rank and file which so often confined its civil servants.
As Masato left. He'd glance over to Kotori and then Rowena. "Well now, I don't see any obligations but I suppose you'll be making your decisions then bon." The masked mans excentricity calmed only to light up again as he leaned to get a look behind the dark skinned girl to take notice of the cave opening finally. "OHOHOHO! A CAVE! WHERE THERE ARE CAVES THERE ARE MIN-EH-RALS AND WHERE THERE ARE MIN-EH-RALS THERE IS PROFIT TO BE HAD! ADIEU MADEMOISELLES HERE'S LUCK TO YOU BONNE CHANCE'!" Like that of an innocent schoolgirl the Frenchman would carelessly without a seconds consideration of consequence head into the cave skipping towards it to enter. Not so much as looking at this 'bird' for you see his drunken self had believed the girls question rhetorical.
~~Meanwhile- Within Hodan-Ichiba~~ "Father has yet to return.""It is your move model Haipa. Model Takahata inquires what is subject Father."The three autonomous puppets were inside a rather widely expansive room Saza silently in the corner while the other two were playing a game of tic-tac-toe. "Father defined, the source or originator of, this qualifies creator Trefles as father." The puppet with rice paddy hat placed an X on the grid of six "Understood. Father is indeed not within the local perimeter." The puppet with prayer beads would then make another X on the grid. If one couldn't already tell this was not how the game was to be played. "Model Haipa presents directive to Model Takahata. Seek out Father." The rice paddy hat wearing puppet again placed an X which resulted in three in a row. As if a camera panned out the room was filled with these sheets of paper all of tic-tac-toe where only X's were used. "Model Takahata is victorious. Number of wins twenty-seven. Processing Directive...Model Haipa is not Creator Trefles. Model Takahata Disagrees."
"Model Haipa has failed. Number of losses twenty-eight. "
Rowena frowned as Masato ignored her words only to assert that they needed to head to Arashigakure. They hadn't even sorted our their own village! She went to stop him but he was already moving too fast. "He-hey! Those weren't our orders!" Refusing to let him get away before she could return him to the central gathering, she stayed as close to his tail as she could with little regard for anything else. The mission came first.
__ Kotori thought for a few moments, strongly considering trying to fight the strange-speaking masked man. However, she had her curiosity acutely curved when Masato interjected with warning of some kind of great conflict going on somewhere. Rowena followed him through the swirly portal even while protesting his desicion. Kotori just laughed a bit and waved to Trefles. "See ya later. Don't get eaten alive... or dead! Yeah! That'd be bad tooooo!!!" She didn't have much chance to warn him of the dangers and she really didn't want to be left out of whatever was going on elsewhere with Masato being involved. The young Hyuuga lass leaped through the portal into the unknown without a shred of an idea what to expect.
Technique(s) Used: • Byakugan [ Null Rank ] _☆ The Byakugan grants a radial third-person view. _☆ The Byakugan can see the exact workings of the chakra system. _☆ The Byakugan can see through solid objects. _☆ The Byakugan is not effected by basic obscuring methods. ( Smoke pellets, fog, etc. ) _☆ The Byakugan can magnify, zoom, & see within the infrared spectrum. _☆ The Byakugan's maximum sight range is 6 miles in diameter. _☆ The Byakugan stays active until the user sees fit. ___○ [ Rank ] ____★ • [ Rank ] _☆ ___○ [ Rank ] ____★
