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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2012 11:23 pm
 (Check the Plot Overview Announcement beforehand) Senju Rubble. Here lie the jagged nondescript remains of the one proud clan of the Senju. Little remains, as lives were lost, housing reduced to rubbish, and history forever lost. The former village head Kessei Senju fell in combat and is currently being held in what remains of the hospital wing. A new leader has risen up from the husk and lifeless shell of the former forest, a sprig of life waiting to restore them to their former glory. This beacon of hope has extended far beyond the borders of the Senju land to all of the neighboring clans who lost everything. Despite the tension in the heart of the villagers and their shinobi, Midori no Inazuma the newly appointed clan head has stated that no one shall be denied entry to the unifying embrace of the forest. As the members of the neighboring villagers pour in, jounin greet them, offer meager portions of food and water, and medical treatment as they can spare it. They are also there to guide them and help give them a measure of support and focus as they try and make sense of what just happened.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 6:21 pm
The captain yelled, heave ho, heave ho, and tied me down with sheets, A storm is brewing in the south, its time to go to sleep. His Berth, it rocks, heave ho, heave ho, The ocean gnashed and moaned Like Jona will be swallowed whole and spat back teeth and bones.Yuko HyugaYuko walked through the forest on her way to where the Senju were, the sun was bright, and despite it being a rather brisk morning for that time of year, it didn’t detract from her simple enjoyment of the day. It was hard to tell how long she had been traveling for, but she was sure that she was making good time. It had only been a few a few suns and moons sense she left her home and traveled for the Senju encampment as an Ambassador of sorts for her clan. It was hard to believe that the animosity between the two clans might actually come to its finality. That would be wonderful, Yuko didn’t have the heart for constant conflict. She was often thought of as ‘everyone’s second mother,’ a title that she actually had some level of happiness to have. Most shinobi would sneer at the thought of such a name, but not her. She hated the conflict that war brought with it, and the thought of finally having some peace filled her heart with a joy that traveled to her being. She acknowledged that there would be those that would not be comfortable with the idea of peace between clans that had been struggling for war for generations, her father included, but she was more than willing to work at this and make sure that her children would learn what it was like to live in harmony. She doubted that it would happen in her life time but at the same time it would be nice if even some of the clans that were once enemies could get along well with each other. Perhaps someday, even all the clans could manage that. Right now though, she would settle for an alliance with the Senju clan and her own.
Yuko was brought out of her thoughts by a stray wind that picked up her excessively long hair and tossed it around. She couldn’t help but let a small giggle escape her lips as her hair tickled the sides of her face, her gloved hand came up and brought the mass of hair under control. After a few moments of enjoying the moment she continued onward towards her destination. Her father had once told her that she always reminded him of the sea, she was usually peaceful and tranquil, beautiful and welcoming to all. But just like the ocean, when she was enraged she could be fierce and unrelenting. She and her element were both one in the same, her father would tease lovingly. She missed him, she hoped that he would be alright and that they would see each other soon. As Yuko was making her way towards the village she noted something… strange….
’Sand?… this far away from the ocean?’
Yuko went over to investigate, picking up the fine powder in her hands and letting it slip though her fingers she confirmed what she already knew it to be. That was odd… what was sand doing all the way out in the middle of the forest? Yuko paused and concentrated for a moment, she focused chakra to her eyes and with a little effort activated her Byakugan, the veins around her eyes bulged out and she sensed the area with her chakra. A look of slight confusion crossed her face as she examined the area that her Byakugan could reach, the sand… it… it had chakra infused with it. Such a large amount of it too… this couldn’t have been some sort of jutsu, it would be too much for even someone as strong as the head of her clan. Her eyes widened a fraction as she took in something that sent a chill down her spine, a massive foot print as not far off from where the sand was, and it was heading away from the village of the Senju. Yuko let her bloodline ability fade and started to make her way towards the village with an increased haste. She kept the scroll close by, clenched to her chest. She hoped that the village was okay, or if not, that the people in it was alright. What could have done such a thing? Was it… was it a Chakra Monster? Those where just myths… weren’t they? Well, whatever it was, it was definitely gone now. Still, the thought unnerved her a little bit and made her feel a little more uncomfortable.
Yuko didn’t stop her jog until she came towards what was left of the village that she was sent to, fragmented remains of builds still stuck defiantly out of the sand, the wall. Her heart sank a little bit and she ran the rest of the way to the gates. She wondered if… if anyone was alive. She didn’t see anyone right away but then again, after all that was said and done, the Senju might be expecting enemies right now. Luckily for her, she look about as harmless as a bowl of soup. It wasn’t too far from the truth too, most of her skills were very defensive based, which was fine with her, if she was forced to learn Jutsu, she would want it to be defensive to protect those close to her. She saw no use for such violence to solve methods. If push gave to shove, everyone’s lives were more important than something as silly as ‘revenge,’ ‘pride’ or ‘to protect those by violent means.’ She slowed her pace to a cautious walk. She brought the scroll closer to her body and clenched it tight against her chest. She slowly made her way towards the front of the gate, trying to see if she was approached by others if not, she would go directly into the village and see if she could find some survivors and help out the best she could. Yuko Theme Hush love, hush love, Here's your gown, There's the bed, lanterns down But I don't want to go to sleep, In all in my dreams I drown.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 12:32 am
"Fear not the damage of nature.." Through the various wreckage and debris what remained of the village was most apparent in tired, injured and bewildered shinobi loosely grouped together. One of the Senju's best jounin, Midori, had been handling the assault on the bijuu the night previous.
The demon slaughtered the unprepared and crushed the unawares, only after heavy losses were they able to retaliate and stave off the cold and unforgiving embrace of eradication. During the onslaught, Kessei, the former clan head fell in battle from injuries. While he was quickly whisked away towards the best medical team, the likelihood of him resuming his duties was grim and doubtful at best.
The elders appointed a new leader in his absence who, despite her usual quiet and humble demeanor, assumed her mantle without hesitation. She had been barking orders and drilling jounin to search for wounded, rescue survivors and rally up any remaining resources they had. The clan head office along with most of the village now lay before them in jagged and eerie ruins, the predawn did nothing to hide that.
"I want men posted here and here, we will not be caught off guard during this time of crisis. If the enemy were to find out it could mean the death of the Senju line! Move out!!
You there, we need to gather the medical teams and form a more organized triage unit. Where are my intelligence reports?"
Midori was young, perhaps the youngest clan head in the history of their clan. She was just beyond average height, well muscled from what her clothes revealed and covered in tattoos from the shoulders down, anywhere there was bare flesh shown, intricate tattoos were woven. Her clothing as well was covered in small shinning bells and tiny metallic coins that clinked together as she moved and pointed.
The look on her face seemed unaccustomed on her face, like she was not one used to being loud or even remotely authoritative, however, the urgency of affairs brought out a new element of this normally kind and gentle soul.
Just then Midori stopped speaking and noticed a peculiar looking girl, obviously out of her element, and clutching a scroll for dear life. She was not threat even she could see that without any aid of a chakra sensing ability, after all they were Senju. They could handle one little girl with a great deal more ease than that massive demon.
A couple of guards were shadowing the girl, with a glance the newly appointed Kage had warded them off of the unknowing girl. As she approached she would begin to see more and more of them. If she spent too much time looking at any of the tattoos that adorned her surface, she would see a radiance that seemed to exude from her. A feeling that she was so gentle and safe, that only someone's mother should be able to make them feel that way.
"Come here little one, are you lost? It isn't very safe here; allow me me a chance to ease your mind and offer you some assistance? My name is Midori no Inazuma, who might you be dear?"
Her voice was soft and very welcoming, calm and compassionate, if Yuko's byakugan were not actively working she would not see the chakra being harnessed softly as she honeyed her own words with power. The genjutsu was minor and would only make Yuko feel more safe and comfortable around Midori, as if they were old acquaintances."Up from the destruction, a new spark of life emerges."
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 6:12 am
The captain yelled, heave ho, heave ho, and tied me down with sheets, A storm is brewing in the south, its time to go to sleep. His Berth, it rocks, heave ho, heave ho, The ocean gnashed and moaned Like Jona will be swallowed whole and spat back teeth and bones.Yuko HyugaIt was a strange sensation, Yuko was looking around when a woman approached her with kindness and compassion despite her plight, an almost foreign concept to the young woman who was usually looked upon with a distain and treated with a mild neglect, as though she were an unwanted guest or a stray dog. This woman had a very calming aura around her, as though Yuko had known her for a very long time or even thought of her as some sort of family. Yuko realized that she was staring a bit and pulled herself out of her semi-trance. She did have a reason to be here and it wasn’t to gawk or otherwise be rendered a nuisance. Yuko turned to the woman who seemed to be in charge and bowed formally towards her. She kept her head bowed for a while as she explained the situation of why she was shadowing this woman’s doorway at this time when they were obviously not in the position to be entertaining guest. ”Please, forgive my intrusion. I can see that you are burdened with other matters that make my matters pale in comparison.” Yuko pulled herself from her bow. ”My name is Hyuga, Yuko and I have been sent as an… ambassador… of sorts to give this scroll to the head of your village. Though… perhaps I have come at a bad time…” Yuko flinched a little and worried her lip as she subtly looked around at the surrounding area, she hoped that she didn’t just open a fresh wound for these people by mentioning someone who might have lost their lives here. It was hard to be sensitive to the needs of others when you had no idea what sort of situation that the people were already in, doubly so when you have been sent on a quest to give said possibly dead person. Yuko hadn’t noticed that this woman was issuing orders to the rest of her subordinates as her attention was being pulled and overloaded all over the place taking in the travesty of the recent attack that had decimated the village.
Yuko looked up at the woman again with a sympathetic, yet compassionate smile. ”Though, after I deliver this scroll and have the quick meeting with the Head of the clan, I would be more than happy to help you out in any way that I can. I may not have a lot of skills, but I can do basic first aid as well as a few other things that could help take some of the burden off your people.” Yuko would have preferred to have helped the people first, but she couldn’t risk botching this job as it could actually mean the peace of two clans that had been warring for some time now. As much as she hated to think or say otherwise, the needs of the many outweighed the needs of the few. Besides, all she would really have to say to the clan lords is the very basics of what the Clan lord told her to do and explain that she was a… test of sorts, so she would be here anyways. Yuko looked to the Matriarchal woman that was in front of her once more and tried to read a little more into the woman’s expression to try and get a better feeling if her words had rendered some level of relief or some inflicted a barbed sting. She had tried to choose her words carefully but sometimes in the heat of the moment or amongst great tragedy even words of compassion could be misinterpreted. Yuko Theme Hush love, hush love, Here's your gown, There's the bed, lanterns down But I don't want to go to sleep, In all in my dreams I drown.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 7:17 am
Inari Aramori  It had been a long night, too long of a night. He thought he had put the past behind him but it only seemed to follow this cursed clan. He had seen his home burning in the night twice now. An experience he had never hoped to see again had reoccured with nothing he could do to prevent it. He did what he could to protect some of the villagers. working long into the night to move as many as he could to safety. But many had still died... and their homes, like his, were gone. After everything had stopped he did the only thing he could think to do. He lay down against a pile of rubble, shut his eyes, and drifted off to sleep. However as things began to resume around the village he was awoken again by screaming, his hands immediately moving to his kunai pouch. However it wasnt screams of fear but screams of orders. There was no way he would get any sleep now. It seemed someone had been put in charge with the failing condition of the clan head. Someone he knew well enough... well at least he had heard of her anyway. Standing up he walked over to Midori noticing she was speaking to a young girl. She didn't seem like much of a fighter at a glance but then again he knew others who didn't either. Walking over he adjusted the goggles on his head, which had fallen forward a bit in his sleep. "Hey Midori, glad to see your as bossy as ever..." he said rubbing one eye with the back of his hand. Then with a loud yawn he raised his arms above his head in a long stretch closing his eyes as he did so. Dusting off his jacket he stuffed one hand in his pocket giving a half salute, half wave. "So... uh... what should I be..." he began before another loud yawn drowned out any words that would have come after. Once he was done he shook his head trying to clear the fog. "What should I be doing." he said dropping his arm and stuffing his hand into his other pocket. Don't take everything so seriously If you ignore the fun in life it slips away and you miss out on your chance to truly live.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 4:16 pm
"Fear not the damage done upon nature.." Midori listened intently, though her expression showed nothing more than the mild warmth of a mother entertaining a child and his fantasies of grandeur. How much she actually absorbed of Yuko's words was left to wonder, though in actuality, she was quick as her element and had missed nothing. The first thing that she took note of was the child's worry and concern.
"Oh dear, out of place and far from home, you simply look famished. Captain send someone to bring our young guest something warm to drink and delicious to snack on; she has kindly offered her assistance and it won't do to be inhospitable.
Now child, you said you were an ambassador did you? Such a prestigious position for one so young, surely the talents you are so modest in claim are not at all as simple as you make them out to be, hm?"
As she spoke, Midori was neither condescending nor reproachful, instead she was actually disapproving of the girl's overly humble nature. Midori believed children should be boastful and full joy and pride in their games and life. When she mentioned about needing to meet with the clan head, a look of mild concern flashed through her eyes before being drowned in her overwhelming sense of calm, as if her home was not in tatters around her.
"Well then, speak your mind young Yuko, I will here you and receive the message you bear."
Her smile was warm and comforting as if the world was right just as it was, despite the disaster at hand. She held her hand out patiently awaiting the scroll, not expectantly like some petty ruler who had lived under the impression by divine right. At the very same time a somewhat familiar voice spoke up. Not one she knew very well as a person; but as a jounin of the village she made sure knew everyone. She supposed she would have to reacquaint herself with the remaining individuals. Her gaze was somewhat quizzical as she was never the sort to be bossy outside of these dire circumstances.
"Oh, hello Inari-chan. Well not that I have ever been bossy or find myself to be such, how are you feeling this morning? Well your timing couldn't be more fortuitous; this beautiful young woman here is Hyuga, Yuko. After our business here is you can be my personal assistant and act as her liaison in helping her get her bearings.
She has offered medical assistance and support in our current *ahem* predicament. Have you any objections sweetie?"
She managed to keep her complete attention on both of them, yet at the same time her focus was on everything going on nothing missed her attention. A jounin appeared at her side as if from thin air holding a thermos and and small breakfast danish, but for one of two.
"Oh my goodness this simply won't do. Please be a dear and fetch another drink and pastry for Inari here. No, no I understand; take it from my tray. Please! I will eat when this is over, for now the children are more important."
Midori took the refreshments from the man who in turn disappeared just as quickly as he appeared to fetch more for the younger boy. She handed them to Yuko first, her smile could make the Grinch's heart grow four sizes.
"Hot cocoa and a fruit danish sweetheart?"
Even though she asked a question, she was the type of woman not even a person who maximized his life killing kittens could say "No" to. "Up from the destruction, a new spark of life emerges."
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 5:20 pm
The captain yelled, heave ho, heave ho, and tied me down with sheets, A storm is brewing in the south, its time to go to sleep. His Berth, it rocks, heave ho, heave ho, The ocean gnashed and moaned Like Jona will be swallowed whole and spat back teeth and bones.Yuko HyugaYuko kind of gave a little bit of a forced chuckle as she listened to Madori. ”Well… actually, I’m more of an… expendable pawn rather than any sort of regal ambassador… I really only just got out of the academy a few months ago, my skills are still relatively fresh and untested.” Yuko gave another shallow bow and offered the scroll to the woman in charge for her to take on her own volition. ”This scroll is the Hyuga terms and conditions that they would like to see before a full peace agreement will be accepted. Our Elders are… proud… and they are very protective of the Bloodline trait that our clan possesses. As a result, I was sent here to make sure that your intentions of peace are pure and you’re simply not out for the Kekkei Genkai of my people. There may be a few others that come here as something of a test of your intentions. For the mean time though, I am to serve you as I would my Clan lord.” Yuko raised herself from her bow and looked her in the eye. She wasn’t sure why many of her clansmen depicted this group of people as though they were Oni, but she was being welcomed very warmly. It renewed her hope that perhaps the elders would give them a chance and make a peace pact with this clan. What she failed to mention to the Clan lord, more out of a caution or perhaps a test than anything, was the fact that her Curse mark would seal the secrets of the Kekkei Genkai with her death, so if these people were going to try and kill her to figure things out, that they would fail. It was a hard thing to believe, this woman seemed to be the head of the clan, and if that was the case, then she doubted that anything would come to that. Her face dropped a touch as she added something else. ”But please, understand that if my people need me, I will have to go back to them and I may not have a lot of time to get permission from you. I hope that this doesn’t make me out to be unvested in this Peace trial… but… I have to put my flesh and blood above that of strangers if the choice is presented.” That and failure to comply would result in her brain dribbling out her ears when the Clan Lord used the curse seal that she failed to remove from herself…
It was about then that a boy had approached them, he looked to still be half asleep when he got there. The comments of her beauty made a soft pink rise to her cheeks, she brought her hands to the sides of her face to try and cover the stains. She wasn’t used to having people compliment her like that, the fact that she was being introduced to a boy like this was almost making her a touch shy. She lowered her hands and gave a bow to the boy before rising up. Even though she was of the lesser branch of the Hyuga clan, she was still well groomed in social etiquette as any member of a regal, hotty and aristocratic clan would be. It wouldn’t be a stretch to see her in the presence of the Feudal Lord with her mannerisms. ”It’s a pleasure to meet you, Inari-san.” Yuko turned so that the trio of them could face each other in a triangle so that they could all give one another equal attention. ”If that is where you would like me to be, Madori-sama, then I can do my best to accommodate the duties that you have given me.” There was a lot to try and keep track of here, coming fresh from a disaster, by the looks of it, it was no wonder that people were bustling around and trying to get things up and running as soon as possible. If she was better at jutsu, then she might be able to summon up some water to help the village get something that’s fresh. She didn’t have that ability though. Still she wondered how long it would take for the village to get on its feet. Hopefully other villages didn’t use this opportunity to attack… that would be bad… When the Danish and the drink were offered, Yuko smiled and took them, though she didn’t plan to consume them herself, if there was a hospital set up then there would be wounded, and the wounded would need more nourishment than she did. She had to admit though, it did smell and look, very, very good. ”Thank you. I’m not really sure what else to tell you about the peace agreements, though you should find the answers in the scroll. Though if you have any questions I can answer what I can, when you’ve read them over I also have a messenger bird that I can summon and send in response… I would suggest strongly that you read it before agreeing to anything. Our Clan Lord and his elder advisers can be… unfairly demanding of others, not even members of the clan are exempt from that.” Yuko Theme Hush love, hush love, Here's your gown, There's the bed, lanterns down But I don't want to go to sleep, In all in my dreams I drown.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 6:43 pm
Inari Aramori  Inari grinned as Midori asked how he was doing. Unlike many of the others nearby he didn't seem to be taking the situation as being as dire as the rest. He seemed far less bothered. "Eh, a bit tired, could use a nap... bit tense... could use a nap... so the usual." he said leaning on his back foot. As Yuko was introduced and she said hello inari grinned, "No need to be so formal miss, names Inari Aramori. Inari will be fine though." Turning to the young girl something seemed to catch his attention and he moved in to take a closer look. Looking into her eyes closely he tilted his head in thought. "So this is a hyuga huh? I hear they can only see circles... thats gotta be bothersome..." he said with a grin standing back up straight. Turning back to Midori he shrugged, "Personal assistant huh? Sounds like alot of work to me... but it can't be helped." he said with a shrug. As the jonin came back with another drink and danish Inari sat down with a huff taking both. He wrapped his feet under him and took a huge bite of the danish. He had a bit of trouble swallowing for a second and he had to quickly drink some of the cocoa to wash it down.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 7:53 pm
"Fear not the damage done upon nature.." When Yuko spoke of herself as an expendable pawn rather than a living breathing human being, the first sign of any thing other than gentleness emanated from her form, in fact she was not very annoyed. Within a blink of an eye six strikes faster than their genin eyes could follow Midori stuck a deadly blow to Yuko's low self-esteem speech.
In reality all she would have felt as if her shoulders were pushed back, her torso was raised up, her chin brought up and finally her hand was paused on her diaphragm; forcing her to take a large deep breath or loose all of her air. Now of them hurt, in fact if she wasn't paying attention to the Clan Head directly, Yuko might have thought she stood up on her own accord.
Keeping her hand pressed firmly, her face resumed the pleasant smile. This one was once again laced with a genjutsu, however a far cry different than most normal ones used. This one would make Yuko feel important and wanted, necessary.
"My dear Yuko, Hyuga. I will never have you utter any syllable of any language pertaining to you being expendable from now and into the future of your existence. Am I quite clear? We are not amused by this notion.
My family is built on true unity, as my guest here I will instruct you thusly, maybe even teach you a thing or two. That is if you prove apt, deal? Never again. Promise me?"
It was clear she would not except no for an answer, and strangest of all she was truly sincere in her words. Returning her attention back to Inari as he spoke, Midori shook her head with a small smile, lightly tousling her hair about her form. She looked the scroll over and indeed the conditions were demanding yet understandable; however, negotiations would have to be made. And it couldn't be done without consent of the elders who were safely away during the insidious attack.
"Now now child, nothing in life is worth having, not even rest without properly earning such reward. Enjoy the food child, and then attend to your duties, if you please?"
Turning back to the scroll she scribbled a signature and added a short note explaining how the certain terms would have to be negotiated. Rolling the scroll up she painted a seal with flawless precision and placed a hushed tone of enormous chakra into the seal to power it. Not even the faintest glimmer of flush left her cheeks as she did this.
"Here you go m'dear. You mentioned that their was a specific carrier bird for this intended package?" "Up from the destruction, a new spark of life emerges."
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 9:36 pm
The captain yelled, heave ho, heave ho, and tied me down with sheets, A storm is brewing in the south, its time to go to sleep. His Berth, it rocks, heave ho, heave ho, The ocean gnashed and moaned Like Jona will be swallowed whole and spat back teeth and bones.Yuko HyugaYuko was bowed one moment and then the next moment she was standing straight in a rather proud posture that she wasn’t expecting to have. Wide eyed with surprise and cheeks stained red with embarrassment of, for whatever reason, no longer showing any sort of formality to the woman… who curiously had her hand on her tummy. Yuko could only blink a few times in surprise, not sure what was going on, forced to take in a deep breath her eyes lowered down to the woman who was smiling gently at her, foreign feelings of importance clashed with bred in instincts to be subservient to those who were in a higher position than here. The fluster died off of her face and the gleam in her eyes looked almost sad as her lips parted slightly. This woman… she had no idea how cruel her words were. She would never understand what it was like to be enslaved to those who were born into a position higher than she was, forced to obey or be punished. To live in fear everyday of your life and not even be able to choose what sort of lifestyle that you wanted to live, Yuko’s shoulders slowly dropped a little, she appreciated the woman’s concern for her self-esteem, but things were not so black in white in the world and she would soon learn that not all clans treated their kith and kin the same. Yuko’s head tilted downwards, her bangs creating a shadow that covered her eyes when she heard the promise that Midori was forcing her to vow to obey. It was a promise that she couldn’t keep, again, she appreciated that the woman wanted her to be happy and proud of herself, but this was one promise that simply couldn’t be kept or she would find herself dead for defiance at the hands of the clan lord.
”…I… cannot promise this to you, Midori-sama. My clan is one of Caste and privileges, you are either born into privilege or your force to be subservient to those who are born with privilege. If you step above your station in my Clan there are unpleasant… consequences. I appreciate the gesture, I really do, but the best that I can promise, is that I won’t think of myself that way until I return to my clan either when they come here and make their alliance, or I am called back to once more be of service to my clan.” There was a defeated weakness in her voice, as much as Midori would want that genjutsu to work, it wouldn’t override the cold, cruel truth that was the reality of the Hyuga clan. It was something that would never change, from the moment that you’re born in the Hyuga clan, your life was already decided for you with no arguments allowed, no option to choose from. But… the Senju clan would perhaps learn all about it soon. Yuko looked up again and forced a smile that wouldn’t quiet reach her closed eyes. ”That is my reality, Midori-sama, not all clans are as free as your own…
Yuko was glad to have the change in conversation, at least for the time being, the stillness in the air as the Senju lord looked over the scroll and its contents only gave Yuko more time to think about the past that was stolen away from her and from her younger siblings six years ago. She kept her face a mask of a soft smile that she taught herself to possess at all times. It was better to be smiling than to weep, smiles brightened other days, tears achieved nothing but making your tissue wet. With hands folded neatly in front of her lap, Yuko half expected to be sent on her way while the scroll was sent other elders of the village, she was actually rather surprised that the Lord addressing thing at that moment. She gave a bit of a side look to Inori who seemed to be accomplishing more choking than eating at the moment. She actually reminded him to chew his food a few times quietly, she didn’t know if he heard her or not but in a way he reminded her of one of her younger siblings, too much energy to sit still and eat slowly. The thought brought a nostalgic smile to her lips before her attention was once more drawn to the Lord as she handed back the scroll, a genuine warmth spread across her lips. ”I actually didn’t expect your answer today, Midori-sama, but I will send it right away.”
Yuko took off her backpack and rummaged around in it for a few moments before removing a scroll. She unrolled the scroll, placing it on the ground and pressing her hand against the ink, funneling chakra into it. A puff of smoke erupted from the circle and a larger golden cage held a Falcon inside. The noble bird looked over at Yuko and bobbed its head as she opened the cage. The raptor climbed on her arm as she tucked the scroll into one of its leather pouches, the cage disappeared back into the scroll then that scroll too, was added to the back of the bird. ”Alright Mei-Mei, off you go!” Yuko pushed out her arms to give the bird some lift, her arms stayed stretched out as the bird took off into the air… then promptly curved around and landed onto of Yuko’s head, quickly making itself at home in the ankle length black hair. Frozen for a moment, as though she was taking in what just happened. Her eyelids fell over half of her eyes, her eyebrows formed a straight line across her forehead as her right cheek puffed out. The Falcon just preened her wing feathers for a moment before adjusting her roost. ”Mei-Mei… your making me look bad…” The bird just gave a shrill cry with prompted an exasperated sigh from Yuko. She took the bird off her head and held it once more. She paused and shook the bird up and down gently for a moment. Yuko’s eyebrows raised. ”Did you eat too much to fly again, Mei-Mei… ugh… you’re such a glutton. This is important, common lets go.” The bird tilted its head a few times while Yuko stared at it, her eyebrow twitched a couple of times before she gentle pull back and then more or less tossed the bird into the air. This time the Falcon did what it was supposed to do and began its journey back to the Hyuga lord. Yuko turned around, brushing her hair out with her hands, trying to undo the damage that the roosting Falcon had done. She smiled at Midori. ”Sorry about that, but… it’s done. Hopefully we will hear back from the elders and the Lord soon.” Yuko Theme Hush love, hush love, Here's your gown, There's the bed, lanterns down But I don't want to go to sleep, In all in my dreams I drown.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 12:20 am
Inari Aramori  Inari sat back after finishing his danish and the cocoa. "Alright, alright you got me with the cocoa i'll be her escort so she does't get lost." he said before falling over in defeat. "Must admit though, not really much in terms of tourist attractions right now you know." he said pointedly. Watching as they finished conducting their business he erupted in laughter as the bird swooped around to land on the girls head. "Seems it broke its compass." then finally getting the bird into the air he stood up placing his hands behind his head. Looking to Yuko he sighed, "Well that was eventful, you're probably tired i'll bet after your walk. Not to mention your gonna need a place to stay while your here. I'd offer my place but A. I'm not sure if theres already something being set up, and B. i'm not sure its still standing anyway." he said scratching the back of his head. Don't take everything so seriously If you ignore the fun in life it slips away and you miss out on your chance to truly live.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 1:28 am
"Fear not the damage done upon nature.." Midori almost flinched at her response, not out of anger but shock. The fact that someone who preside or lord over another in such a way was appalling. In that moment she was glad that she wrote a note to the clan leader discussing her intentions to speak with him before this was made official and peace between them was cemented. This was cruel and unusual to perform to you own family.
However, for her sake, this young woman made the best compromise that she could. For that Midori smiled genuinely and both Yuko and Inari would feel a warmth from the tips of the noses spread around and through them all the way to their toes. Genjutsu typically were used in battle for deranged purposes, but this woman found a unique way to make them both pleasant and beneficial.
"Well, if I must concede for now I must. Thank you Yuko for being patient and understanding with an outsider. Perhaps one day I can achieve true unity in all things, for everyone. But for now.."
She let her words trail off and she looked away from the pair for the first time since their little encounter to the true damage of the clan itself. There was a sadness in her eyes that made you want to weep for her so she wouldn't have to. However before it could affect the children, she smiled and turned back to them.
"..One thing at a time. Now Inari; be sure to extra helpful today for me. It doesn't hurt to show off to our guests, especially when they are as stunning as Yuko wouldn't you agree?"
When the girl looked surprised that she had concluded her business with the peace treaty, she only smiled knowingly as the girl hastily withdrew a summoning scroll. She raised her eyebrows slightly, pondering both the skill and faith in this girl they the clan possessed to entrust something so valuable to her. However when she sent the bird off to go home; it instead circled around and perched on her head. As adorable as the scene looked, there was the briefest flash of concern in Midori's eyes. She wondered if Senju was not the only village to suffer such an attack, the creature after all was large enough to travel a great distance especially over night. After some prompting the bird took flight and the girl apologized. Shaking her head with a light chuckle Midori said,
"No apology is necessary here, the proudest and most majestic of creatures are often the most fickle. Well as for a place to stay there are villagers and shinobi alike banding together to sent up temporary installments until more suitable and permanent residents can be established; as well as the sick to attend to. So I suppose you have your pick, all right you two off you go. Unfortunately I am needed elsewhere, Inari good to see you. Yuko, a true delight to meet you."
With a bow, she turned and walked towards some other shinobi and began to talk strategy as well as work on removing some large debris, if Inari and Yuko watched after her, they would realize some of it easily weighed in tons. However, she manipulated it as if it was a feather; just who was this very unassuming woman and what made her the choice pick for clan head? "Up from the destruction, a new spark of life emerges."
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 8:19 pm
 Not far from the clan head, a girl was walking around slowly with a group of ninja behind her, waiting for a signal. She stopped for a moment and pointed towards a nearby rubble pile. All of the group moved towards the pile and began to lift and move rocks and pieces of building away. Underneath, a young man lay unconscious. The man was taken away towards the medical area as the girl began to move again. One of the group approached her and pointed out that the girl was bleeding. Trying to brush it off that she was fine, she attempted to move past. One of the medics that happened to pass by almost flipped a s**t and grabbed her arm. "Damn it Louisa! You can't keep going like this! Your losing too much blood and we need your sensing ability." Louisa slapped the medic's hand away. "I'm fine! There's still some people trapped and they need my help!" The medic tapped her neck faster than she could register and her body went limp. "Damn it Suzaku! You free my body right now!" The medic shook his head with a sigh as Louisa continued to curse him. Suzaku healed her arm and stood up. "There, now go help somewhere else. I've got this." The medic moved on with the rest of the group, leaving Louisa still slumped on the ground. Grumbling about her situation, she looked around and noticed Inari and another unfamiliar girl. "Hey! Can one of you help me real quick? I'm stuck in a paralysis genjutsu so could one of you free me?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 10:03 pm
 Makoto Lung The Doctor is Here! Finally arriving at the area that was home to the senju, the medical shinobi lifted his hand to shield his eyes from the sun. Looking around at the recovery effort that was here, He was certain that his small village had sent him here to aid in the recovery of the senju as well. But what was sad was how small the workforce was around here; well they now had a medical person in their rants… so he was going to get started. With a smile, Makoto dashed off into the sand covered area that was once their home. He didn’t have the body flicker ability but he loved to run, so in a way he liked to enter this place like he was with another group. Slipping into the remains of the sand covered compound, He went looking around before he saw a woman limp on the ground, Running up to her and sliding to a stop on the ground. Taking off the bag and placing it down on the ground, examining her for a moment before looking around for anyone close by. Makoto activated his mystical palm jutsu before he started massaging her neck softly and carefully, he was doing this to let her regain her entire body so that she could help. “Right miss… I like you to point me in the right direction. We have lives to save and not much time left, lead the way.“ Spoke makoto as he released his jutsu and readied himself as fast as he could, she was freed from her predicament that she was in and so they could save lives.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 10:44 pm
 Louisa suddenly felt a sensation on her neck and feeling coming back to her neck. She stood up and looked for the source of her savior. Seeing a boy with red hair she had never seen before, her hand quickly went to her sword on her back, slowly sliding it out a bit. "While I thank you for the help, who are you? You sure aren't a Senju, at least not one that I know of. Explain yourself or I will take action." Louisa had seen a few Aramori before and they were part of the Senju, but there were only a few of them around and she had seen each one. So that meant he was either one very new to the clan or he was from another clan hoping to sneak his way in while the Senju were weak from the attack.
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