Armand lazily yawned and rolled himself off the desk he had sprawled himself across. The secretary was glad to get back to her work, and almost flat-out ignored Rose when she realized she could actually get something done. Armand gave a small spin and a hop before facing Rose. "Aha~! Yes, bonjour, parlez-vous...er, eiffel tower. Hon hon hon, croissant."
Armand's ******** knew little bounds. "Anyway, nope. Turpis is out on business somewhere. Anything I can do?" Just as the secretary thought she could do some work, Armand perched himself to sit on the edge of the table, legs swinging slightly back and forth. The scent of flowers was kind of off-putting. Definitely not something usual. Though in his case, it might've been usual. Being a Chiru sometimes carried that trait.
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xxxxx Hashao's eyes had narrowed the minute he entered the Palace, looking around with a serious look. He spotted two people crowded around the secretary desk, probably bothering her with useless chatter. He would have felt bad for her, if he cared. But he didn't. Putting on his usual mask, a large smile went across his face as he waved towards the unknown individuals. "Hey, what's up guys?" He jogged up to them, and patted the girl- no it was a guy- on the back.
xxxxxOf course he had seen them around the village. Hashao was getting used to it, after about three years of being in it. Blinking, he looked at the other guy. Unusual eyes, white hair, a little scrawny. He didn't say anything in particular to the guy.
Speed: 4(+2/-2) / Strength: 4(+2/-2) Chakra Points: 180
Rose felt a tick. Having that similar tick when someone, namely the secretary, decides to act pompous or rude. The last person that did that helped him earn his title. He wondered, if perhaps, being a secretary was too hard of a job for her? After all, it wasn't like it was her job to assist villagers and shinobi alike. If she wished to be left alone, maybe Rose should help her with that? A blemish of a waste flesh within the Mizukage's office should never, ever be. She might even make more use as a puppet. To turn her into a beautiful reincarnation of her ugly self. Oh delight! To hear squeals as she peels her skin after being doused in batter acid. Again. And again. Oh it just made him giddy with the very thought of it!
The break of sanity stare snapped when those blood red pools looked to the man that was making himself more than comfortable on the secretaries desk. Despite his... horrible.. interpretation of Rose's language he merely giggled. It was entertaining honestly. He didn't expect anyone in his land that seemed extremely sided towards one race. The amount of inbreeding it must have taken! "Uh... I don't know... Do zou 'ave le authority, to create buildings? I 'ave noticed, our village does not 'ave a place of residency." Rose said softly as he lightly clasped his soft hands together and let them hang, "I cannot order mon products vithout an address to zend them to."
As far as knowing Rose's gender it would be difficult; outside of his bio documents of course. Figure was curvy with a lack of a chest, yet these days women's proportions can vary from buds to great bountiful pumpkins. His voice was soft and tender, hiding usually the poison that laces his words. Even his neck wouldn't show the tell sign of a male. There would only be one clue, that no matter how feminine a male wished to get, that would show a flaw in his looks. His hands. Not that they were masculine, quite simply, certain fingers on a female are longer than fingers on a male. A simple look there, if that knowledge is known to the person of course, would be a great method to find out.
Rose jumped a little when he felt a hand clasp upon his lithe back. He turned his prettied head around to see the male he has seen a few times around the village. Not personally of course but weather it was during missions or just frequenting about the village, Rose has at least seen him a couple of times. He always had something... off about his face. Not his looks just the manner in which he smiled. After all... a liar knows a liar. Though returning the smile with a genuine one, Rose would answer, "Salut monsieur."
Armand gave a small and energetic wave to the newcomer. He barely even knew him, besides seeing him around since he woke up the one day. "Hey!~ Not much. Things have been kinda boring, well, besides Sanjay, Katsu and I tearing up the beach. That was fun~". He waited until it seemed like Rose's attention had snapped back to reality. While he didn't have the authority, he could probably just go ahead and issue it anyway. "Well, I don't have the authority, but I'm sure that one could be commissioned anyway~" He looked the secretary's desk and gave her a little wave. She returned a middle finger. "It seems the lack of residency has been a problem. Sanjay's been booted out of his place, and I've been sleeping, well...here~". The desk had made a nice home, apparently. For Armand. The secretary was starting to loathe him.
"My advice would be to go for it anyway. Turpis would probably let it go. Oh, and I'm Armand, by the way~" He was probably the most informal and insufferable jounin in Mist.
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xxxxx It took a minute, but he soon realized what they were talking about. "That's one of the reasons I came here." He revealed, rubbing the back of his neck. Coming in mid-conversation, he hoped that he wasn't interrupting anyone. The girlish looking guy was obvious with her french accent and language, but he wasn't really one to judge. The other one introduced himself as Armand. An unusual name, but it was rather interesting.
xxxxx"I'm Hashao, of the Joukai Clan. I'm pretty much homeless, and I'm getting sick of it. Plus I want a promotion, I'm probably the oldest chuunin alive." He joked, not giving any hint of his age and not planning to. It wasn't as if he wasn't good enough to become a jounin, he was more than qualified. But he wanted something else, and to get that required tons of missions. He looked at the secretary, noting that she didn't really seem happy that they were just lounging around her desk. He tilted his head and said nothing.
Speed: 4(+2/-2) / Strength: 4(+2/-2) Chakra Points: 180
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Panthers7
Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 3:03 pm
We real cool. We Left school. We
Lurk late. We Strike straight.
Rose Allamora Liang
Nodded to Armand's words. Though who was he to petition to build or have te funds to build a housing district. His tiny Chuunin salary wouldn't even cover half the materials and his parents would merely chuckle at the though of assisting the paupers of Kiri. "Vattling on le veach? That zounds like 'eet vould 'ave veen a vonderous zight." Rose thought. All this mist was a bit depressing at times. But with the beautiful summer sun, the waves, and blood being spilt seems like a dream! But since blood of kiri should never be spilt from another, Rose founded it slightly lessened in elegance. But one never knows. Even beauty can be seen within an intense battle between companions.
" 'eet 'eez a pleasure. Je m'appelle Rose Allamora Liang. Zou may 'ave zeen zome of moi ou ma family performances at le "Performance House"." Rose replied kindly to them both in introduction. Finding the Jounin odd but who wasn't in some way or form in this world. Everyone seems to have something off about them these days. Can't find anyone without some background of them tainted in some fashion. Rose too, from the words of Hashao, wanted to do mission. But unfortunately, he was more of a supporting fighter. Sure he could hold his own, but his main method of attack has removed and the equipment he needed to return it, has not come in from the shop yet. Very frustrating in all senses.
Armand shrugged. "Lots of water and typhoons and swords everywhere. Very cool~". He'd respond. At least Rose shared his idea of what entertainment was. There was the bit about the performance house and some subsequent performances. "Might've seen some. My memory's been a bit...inexistent as of late, so I couldn't say for sure."
"Well, I suppose we should ask him for some sort of housing. But to be perfectly honest, I'm more than happy just lounging around the office~". The rage could practically be felt emanating off the secretary when he said that. Armand was only 17, and looked even younger. Despite this, they found it appropriate to place him at a jounin level in the rankings. And again, despite his class, still could not pick a weapon style to learn. All of them were just...either boring or too complicated. He'd exit after they left. ╚═══════XX♦XX═══════╝
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xxxxx He nodded along slowly, agreeing. "Put in a word that Hashao Joukai wants a house, or whatever. It was nice meeting you guys, but I'm pretty tired." He revealed, yawning a bit. He hadn't gotten any sleep the night before, but today he was planning on sleeping near the training place. Hopefully it would be more comfortable than the last place.
xxxxxHe waved, and walked out of the palace. He would bring up his problems when the Mizukage wasn't so busy. [/exit]
Speed: 4(+2/-2) / Strength: 4(+2/-2) Chakra Points: 180
When Armand further explained the battle, Rose was thrilled. That battle seemed to be just about a picture perfect battle. He hoped he'd have one of those kind of battle in the future. He canted his head a little when he heard Armand speaking about his memory. He wondered just what had made his memory be weakened but he wouldn't press it. Certain things people shouldn't pry into.
"Mecri beaucoup." Rose said, thanking him for transferring the message for he and Hashou. Giving a light nod in further thanks, "Vell if not in le village, I 'ope to zee zou at le "Performance House" zometimes, oui?" Noel said with a wink, before turning and making his way out like Hashou.
After wondering the village Ozzy finally found the mizukages building and walked in through the doors seeing the receptionist "I'm here to see the mizukage" His clothes were filled with bloodstains from kirumi injuries as was his white hair. Though this was not the best way to make a first impression its not like he had a change of clothes.
Armand would begin to enter the office as his sharingan flashed to life, locating Ozzy as the target. It didn't matter why he was in the office, but right now, it was a soft target. He needed to be apprehended. Armand drew his weapon, Spite, from his belt and performed a Suiton jutsu, using the naturally misty area. Kirigakure no Jutsu (Hidden Mist Technique), he'd speak quietly as he formed a handseal. The area surrounding the office and inside it would become incredibly misty to the point of no visibility. Ozzy would be blinded for a bit. Plus, Armand's voice was be distorted. "Put yourself on the ground now with your hands spread eagle away from you, fingers spread apart too. Do it now, please~" Armand, despite his authority being issued, was still very...sing-songy. Any resistance from Ozzy, and he'd pound his skull into mush with Spite.
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xxxxx He entered the Palace, after questioning where he should go for a little over an hour. Hashao saw that Armand was arresting some innocent looking Leaf Shinobi, but said nothing about it- instead he sat on the reception desk and stared at the scene before him. "Do you have any mints?"He was disappointed when the person shook her head, but didn't ask anymore on the subject. He waited for the Mizukage patiently.
Speed: 4(+2/-2) / Strength: 4(+2/-2) Chakra Points: 180
Turpis entered the perimeter with an empty ramen bowl in hand. Amazingly enough he had finished the entire dish, broth and all, in the time it had taken him to cross the distance between the Training Grounds and his office. The porcelain bowl sat comfortably in his palm, void of any contents. It was as clean as the day it was crafted, as if some fine cloth had wiped over the interior. Of course, this was not far from the truth considering that Turpis' tongue was composed of several hundred threads all woven together to form the shape and use of a tongue. This was done far out of view of any onlookers, as the Mizukage made a point of keeping his state of being private. After all, there were some things that simply would do if they were released to the public.
One of the Hidden Mist ninja sat patiently in the lobby, for himself, Turpis presumed. Instead of strolling past as he was wont to do, he stopped at the ninja's side. "Come with me, you look bored." He walked down the hallway and out of the reception area, ignoring the debacle going on between Armand and the Leaf ninja. The jounin seemed to have the situation under control, and if things went sour he was nine times out of ten sure to hear it. In comfort he sat down upon his chair, and spoke once more. "Tell me about yourself."
Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 8:07 pm
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xxxxxHashao was surprised that he didn't have to wait too long, and followed the Mizukage into his office. He was surprised that he didn't just walk passed him, he expected to be almost completely ignored like Armand was. "My name is Hashao Joukai. It's nice to finally meet you, Lord Mizukage. I hate to be frank, but I think it's time I got a promotion. I can do a mission, spar with you, or something to prove myself. " He was almost twenty seven and he was still a chuunin, but it wasn't like he was in a hurry to turn jounin before, only really wanting it so he could advance to sannin eventually before he was over forty.
Speed: 4(+2/-2) / Strength: 4(+2/-2) Chakra Points: 180
The Mizukage readied himself to speak when the air pressure took a very sudden change. He was all for ignoring that, until the roof was ripped from the building. Tiles, paneling, support beams, it all seemed to be heading towards the village. Paperwork began to whip about violently, although that seemed to be the least of the Kage's problems. He stood up from his chair, clearly perturbed by the sudden change of events. Want to prove yourself worthy? You can start by seeing what in the world is going on in the village. If you find it to be a threat, begin evacuating the villagers. You are to observe and report. Do not engage." It would seem that his Chuunin would be getting a mission upon this day.
