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"Perhaps.. Unless something else comes up." Slade replies, accompanied by a slight nod of his head. Black thorns emerging from his finger tips in a bloodless fashion, as they pierce the paper. A slight unaccounted factor from his dark half's complaining withing Slade's mind. Ugh.. I don't want to go to a stupid circus... Shut up. Ran the conversation, as the thorns had emerged from his fingers. Only seconds after the conversation ended, the thorns faded. Not allowing for the male before him to get a real good look at what had just happened. "As long as nothing of a sinister nature befalls this village, then all should be fine." In saying this, he was not only warning the male before him, but also giving that as a reason to why he would be forced to skip the show.
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With even such an accurate throw, having it manage to weave through the gaping jaws of his fly trap like appendages and past his head. Zetsu could not help but smile to a slight degree. "That was a dangerous thing to do... Throwing a blade so close to me. What would you do, if I were to attack because of that, it would not end too clean..." Slade's dark side replies, as the smile shifts into a sneer. He did not take kindly to sudden attacks like that one, even if it was just a show, and a placement of another flier. It was rather annoying, people like this who would need to show off, in such a way.
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"Mister Zetsu. Slade Zetsu." Slade says, as he rolls his eyes at the comment about most people being amazed by such a feat. "I am sure, that most of those people were not shinobi. So in that way, some may not be as fascinated by the feat, as normal villagers may be. You must be a new member to your village, if you do not know such things." Slade then says, as he shakes his head slowly. "You might want to go about whatever you are supposed to be doing, after all, there is a very angry looking person that is glaring in our direction behind you." He says, as he smirks slightly as he waits for this male's response to his statements.
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[It's okay. Sorry for my own delay]

[Until the big top, I guess so O: I almost had a fight started, but your character isn't the one to get mad at threats. -starts working on a new stratagie-]

Slade nods, as he overhears the male's name. "Yes, we will see each other again, under the Big Top." He says, before he turns and begins walking the other way, tossing the flier in a crumpled ball to the side as he walks. he had already looked at, and memorized every bit of information that could have been involved with the flier's contents. With the first glance, the second had been only for the male's concern, so they would know he indeed read it. For now, he would need to bide his time and wait to make sure they did nothing wrong, after all if they were caught doing anything that could be of a sinister intent, he would have to stop them and possibly end their life. No matter who it was, even if his dark side demanded otherwise the entire time these thoughts played out.
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[xD Oh. Well that wont be happening for a while, I guess neutral ]
Now that there was really nothing to be done, Slade sighs lightly and leaps first onto a roof top, and then back onto the wall. Looking down at the Caravan as he watches them set up the tents and other things for the time being he would just have to wait for everything to be set up. Having nothing to do was really quite lame, come to find out. Since all he could do was wait, he simply sat there, watching the place below him and keeping the same frown on his face. A single black thorn, sliding from his wrist and then out of his wrist as he soon finds himself twirling it in between his fingers silently.
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"Looming shadow, of death itself... How interesting..." Slade says though he does not even make a move to turn his head around and look, since he would not be able to see at such an angle past the large Fly trap like appendages that emerged from his skin, on either side of his head, upon his shoulders. "How long are we expecting, before the show will begin?" He asks, as he finally stands and turns around to look at Rinsa, ignoring the 'mister gloomy face' comment while he waits for a reply.
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"In my own village, perhaps. But I am not stronger then everyone." He says, as he frowns a little more, this was annoying, constantly being called something that was not even close to his name. This male was lucky he had not let his slowly anger filling dark half take control, and attempt to rip the boy to shreads. Since that was how he felt as well, at the moment. But Slade was good, he had no reasons that he could justify with, bu attacking the male and ending their life. So he would do no such thing unless throughly prevoked.
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