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 Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 12:27 pm
Downtown Yukigakure is home to a vast amount of shops and key locations. There are dozens of eateries, libraries, weapon shops, material shops, spas, and even the village hospital. This place is always bustling with activity, day or night.
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Posted: Thu May 09, 2013 9:39 pm
Money... Cash... Moolah... Ryo... These were the things that Hasashin desired most. It was the one thing that was constant, those with monetary wealth had power. Therefore by gaining monetary wealth, he'd become more powerful. And in the end it was kinda true. Either he'd live and become rich in his profession, or he'd die poor. His face remained gaunt with his normal emotionless demeanor as he thought about this, questioned if becoming an affiliated shinobi was the right move, or if he should have attempted to start a Den of his own.
He looked down from his perch on the roof of one of the shops. It was easy to hide from the people down below. Even though he wore black and the surrounding area was white. No one in this village looked up. Everyone looked ahead. None dreamed of going higher in life. They were content to live as themselves, and not as more than themselves. It was good. It was a place that any enemies Hasashin made wouldn't think to look for him. A village where no one has any aspirations aside from live? Why would you ever expect to see someone who planned on being the wealthiest man alive there? Such a bland, tasteless village... The perfect hiding place. It was almost too perfect. Hasashin adjusted himself, seeing something below that peaked his interest.
Down below, a man had just relieved another citizen of their coin purse. Normally a chunin on guard duty would have handled it immediately, but the chunin today on guard in this area was worthless. Hasashin knew this without even looking at him, standing in the flower shop, talking to the lesbian to whom he was oblivious of that fact about her. Hasashin actually had a bet with one of the bums that she'd eventually hit the boy. The Bum thought the girl was far too tactful, but he didn't notice that every day, the girl would crush a rose in her hand. It was a brilliant show of just how masterful she was with flowers. Without hurting the rose's stem, she'd grip so tightly that specks of blood would ooze forth from the spacing in her hand, and her knuckles would be a striking white. The chunin couldn't even notice such a small thing. H was truly useless unless someone just straight smashed someone over the head with a chair or something. Maybe that's why the pickpocket chose today. Did the pick pocket manage to watch the rotation as closely as Hasahsin? No, Hasashin hadn't seen the boy on this day. Something which wasn't exactly impossible, but highly improbable. Hasashin didn't have any ability to sense people, so he couldn't be sure that person had never been around on this day. But he did know people's faces. Once he saw a face, he remembered it, and it would never fade. Add a name to that, and he'd identify anyone even just in passing.
Taking it upon himself as a new shinobi of the village, Hasashin slid down the roof of the building. Silently he picked up speed, jumping from the roof and flying out into the street. He let a smile cross his face. The shape of his shadow he cast was so similar to an indigenous bird at a glance that no one looked up, not even the pick pocket who apparently didn't notice the shadow remained directly above him as he stopped to look at a market stall. Hasashin landed directly on his shoulders, remaining there for only an instant until they dislocated and he rolled backward. leanign back, he outstretched his arms and caught himself on the ground, lifting his legs and rolling. He skidded back slightly, a short distance between him and the pickpocket. Hasashin stood and grabbed the pickpocket by the back of the neck, his hand large enough to seemed to engulf it. This hand was the only thing keeping the pickpocket from falling to his knees in pain. His other hand reached past the pickpocket's neck, palm facing up like he was waiting for the pouch of coins.
"Augh! Please... Don't kill me, I'll return it!" The Pickpocket said, tears welling in his eyes as he lifted his arm, his shoulder remaining motionless. He dropped the pouch on the counter, unable to lift his arm any more than that. After the pouch hit the table, the pickpocket was released, crumpling to the snowy floor, tears now frozen to his cheeks.
Hasashin lifted the pouch, looking in the vendor's fearful face. Hasashin shifted his clothing to flash the headband he'd received from the academy for graduating. The vendor's face immediately shifted from fear to relief. Then the bumbling chunin appeared. "You, remain still and silent!" The chunin said, drawing a kunai like it would help him gain even an ounce of Hasashin's respect. The command was met all too easily by Hasashin. He hadn't spoken since this morning and he'd barely said 100 words to his sibling yesterday. It wasn't like he was mister talkative. His eyes showed nothing but contempt for the man. They seemed to ask if he was seriously doing this, despite the fact he could probably guess by Hasashin's clothing he was either an assassin sent to kill someone, or a village shinobi. The first one wasn't an option, since Hasashin hadn't received any orders to kill anyone, and he was standing in the middle of a crowded place. The rest of his face was covered, even his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose. "Okay, identify yourself, or I'll be forced to kill you, you thief." The Chunin said, a smile on his face. He was so smug and sure of himself, like he was saving an entire village by catching the wrong person. Hasashin ignored him momentarily as the person who had been robbed walked by. Tapping them on the shoulder, then placing their coin purse in their hand. He bobbed his head and again flashed the shinobi headband, dispelling any thought of him being a threat that was active. He then pointed to the pickpocket, still lying on the ground silently sobbing. He then made motions vaguely telling that the person on the ground had removed the purse from the woman's person. Followed by another head bob, Hasashin was given a pat on the chest and a smile by the woman as she walked off, talking quietly with a hand placed on her stomach. Hasashin hadn't noticed it earlier, but it was protruding slightly. His teeth gritted, he hadn't noticed she was pregnant from above! He needed to work on his perception skills. He wondered if there was any way to do that quickly. While raising it through diligent practice was an option, he'd been doing so for years. He'd reached the cap of what he could achieve on his own. Hasashin turned toward the chunin. His headband still exposed, and his arms now crossed. His foot bounced slightly, making a light tapping noise. "Well... I..." the chunin said, looking around. People were staring at him. Word would spread quickly that he wasn't doing his job. In all reality, the chunin might have thought Hasashin was well above his own rank. "I... I'm sorry. Carry on." He said, turning around to everyone, sheathing his kunai. "Nothing to see here, continue on as you were." He stated, trying to salvage his tenuous image he'd had before. "Hospital." Hasashin tapped the chunin on the shoulder and pointed toward the pickpocket. His voice was stern, but not intentionally so. It was just his voice. It was stern, deep, and commanding naturally. "Yes sir." The chunin said, flustered. His reputation had been damaged, and he'd probably be removed from the rotation for the downtown patrol.
Hasashin waited there, staring at the chunin with cold eyes until he had gathered the pickpocket in his arms and went to the hospital with him. Hasashin looked around for only an instant before knowing that no one was doing anything unlawful in the area he could see. He sprinted between two buildings, bouncing from one wall to another, and climbing to the roof of one. Once there he moved quickly, losing the prying eyes of those who now looked up to the sky, knowing someone could be watching, someone with living eyes, and not the soulless holes in a mask of the ANBU forces.
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The Town Taunts Hadou Crew
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 8:22 pm
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 10:32 pm
"Dusty." Hasashin said, noticing the dust in the air was altered. Normally within the village there was no dust. No dirt was turned up, only snow. Dust was a rare commodity outside of any buildings where occasionally mud might be racked inside and dried to create the dirt that broke down further into dust and floated around. He stopped his motion and looked around, trying to track the source. Hasashin decided to rub one eye slightly. This wasn't because his eye needed it, but because it allowed him to "harmlessly" have one hand raised to defend, or attack.
"Identify." Hasashin simply said, looking around. He couldn't tell exactly where Eterio was, or even if he was within ear shot. All he knew is someone was controlling dust in the air, and could actually see him, and feel his presence. He did not like that. He was an assassin, being seen and known to exist was the one thing he aimed to never ever have happen to him unless it was someone who wasn't a threat.
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The Town Taunts Hadou Crew
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 10:46 pm
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Eterio chuckled as his body reformed and revealed himself amongst the dust, the golden dust that flowed through the air was actually him, his entire person. He had his hands in his pockets and he simply stood there, smiling a gentle smile,
"Isn't it customary to introduce yourself first, rather rude if I started this off,"
Eterio chuckled as the last of the golden dust finishing forming into him, taking his shape. color, and likeliness. He scratched his head a bit to get some of the loose golden dust out, in the hands of another, the golden dust weighed a ton, in the hands of Eterio, it was light and easy to be used.
"Formalities wasn't the only thing I came here for, just to see if the village was gaining worthy shinobi." He looked around and noticed that there weren't any other Genin around, maybe they were just sleeping. "Also, good work down there, saw it all."
"あなたは、雷に打たれたてきた。"
XX• CHAKRA USE - 80
XXXX• CURRENTLY CARRYING - Regular Ninja Tools | 2 Gourds of Medium Size | Chain and Blade
XXXXXX• JUTSU EFFECT -
XXXXXXXX• IN A NUTSHELL
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 11:05 pm
Hasashin looked at the man. His eyes betrayed nothing, but he was astonished. A technique capable of dismembering the body into tiny pieces, small as dust, and then reforming? It was even more impressive than his own ability to piece himself together from corpses. He blinked a couple of times, waiting for the man to finish his sentences. He was disappointed, both of those statements requires more than a single word response. Well, the first one did anyway.
"Assassin's are nameless." He simply stated. If Eterio didn't understand, he wasn't going to elaborate. Until he knew Eterio wasn't a threat to him, and that Eterio was his superior, he wasn't going to even give his rank. His headband was still revealed, so it was obvious that he was a member of the village. If Eterio over thought it, and thought that the line was meant that he was in the village as an assassin, and not employed by the village as a shinobi assassin class, then it could make sense that the headband was stolen from a corpse. Chances are it actually was worn by a corpse at one point in time. "It is customary to give your name before following someone, or asking their's." Hasashin said matter of frankly. He was actually making a dig at Eterio following him without first introducing himself, and making him uncomfortable. Eterio had absolutely no way of knowing this due to the fact Hasashin was completely unreadable, but Hasashin was so used to being around only his sibling who could tell just by the minuscule fluctuations in his voice.
"Thank you." Hasashin said, looking Eterio in the face. He thought it odd, the man didn't seem at all disturbed by the fact only Hasashin's eyes were visible, not even the color of his skin was easily distinguishable.
( Sorry >.< This is my first silent character, and he's kinda up tight about not revealing too much. If I can make my next character, I promise they'll be more talkative! )
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 11:20 pm
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Eterio laughed, he laughed long and hard, only because of Hasashin's attitude, his entire tone and presence that he gave off. He wiped a single tear from his eyes, looking to Hasashin with a bit of an even bigger smile than before,
"Eheh, my bad, sorry for laughing, following you, not introducing myself first either."
He stood himself up and straightened his back, doing a gentle salute between one soldier to another, simple and customary, "I'm Eterio Urias, the Sandman of Yukigakure, Jounin. Now does the supposed "nameless" assassin have a name? Because if you don't I'll name you and your rank would help out a lot too I guess." Eterio's nickname was just as it would seem, a nickname, given by the people and the kages for his famous deeds...to Eterio though, it was just another name, nothing more.
(Oh no worries dude! Do your character as you see fit! You shouldn't change them or make new ones because of others! biggrin )
"あなたは、雷に打たれたてきた。"
XX• CHAKRA USE - 80
XXXX• CURRENTLY CARRYING - Regular Ninja Tools | 2 Gourds of Medium Size | Chain and Blade
XXXXXX• JUTSU EFFECT -
XXXXXXXX• IN A NUTSHELL
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 11:57 pm
"Assassin will do. You'd mispronounce my name to assassin eventually." Hasashin said, it was true. His name was the origin for the word assassin. It wasn't he himself that started it, but someone with his name. Hasashin was a master killer, able to kill for political reasons and rose to power. He commanded legions of fellow killers, all able to slide through the dark seamlessly. Most people who actually knew his name just called him assassin. His sibling was the only one who actually knew the pronunciation perfectly, but that was only because they were siblings.
He bobbed his head quickly, looking back up almost instantly. "Tasharrafna, Urias." Hasashin said, mixing languages to allow for him to say as few words as possible, but still be just as kind with his wording. He was actually more kind rather than saying pleasure to meet you, he actually said Eterio honored him with his presence. "Genin." He said, again, trying to limit his word number. He didn't like speaking, it was pretty much useless, most things could be read, or implied with body language and motions. It wasn't a widely shared belief, like he thought it should be, but that was something he'd have to deal with. Maybe it would gain him some semblance of favor at some point. although more than likely people would just find it annoying, rather than a great asset. By having a basically mute assassin, you'd have an infinite confidant. He would never speak your secret to someone else as long as you maintained the agreement to the terms. If you could buy him, he was the greatest ally possible. But that didn't matter much, since the jonin probably couldn't afford Hasashin for very long.
( Oh, I'm making the other character, I'm just kinda sad that I can't get the combination I want. xD I wanted the double bloodline to take Kidomaru's bloodline, the spider people, and Kaguya and stack Uzumaki on top of that. Capable of using four seals at once, or two and a jutsu, or using four bone blades... Oh, the combos with that set up would be magical. ^>^
Also, I'm sorry if I butcher any spelling and accents on the Arabic words. >.< I don't have a teacher, so I'm just googling the words. )
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 12:19 am
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"Ah so you're a Genin eh, good! Cause I gots a proposition for you!"
He said with a grin as he folded his arms, this would be sudden and weird, but nothing ventured, nothing gained.
"well, I'm starting up a squad of my own here in Yuki and I was wondering if you wanted to join, now immediate rejection is expected from you because we know nothing about each other nor do we seem to be getting along from the very start, but at least hear me out. I make no promises in saying that the team will be completely functional at the start, that everyone will survive in the squad, or that the orders that we'll be given will be considered just or not. We'll be payed, you'll rise up in the ranks, grow stronger, and of course, I'll help you out and you'll help me out whenever the time comes, that work for you? Do you have any... issues that you'd like to address with me? Questions even?"
(Ooooh that sounds like a nasty combo! xd
No problem at all, I use it too! biggrin )
"あなたは、雷に打たれたてきた。"
XX• CHAKRA USE - 80
XXXX• CURRENTLY CARRYING - Regular Ninja Tools | 2 Gourds of Medium Size | Chain and Blade
XXXXXX• JUTSU EFFECT -
XXXXXXXX• IN A NUTSHELL
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 1:12 pm
((format possibly coming soon))
It's always so icy in downtown, yet I have never seen a single person born here slip. Kaiser mused as he himself sort of stepped through snow and over ice. The people in the downtown dc ruins Yuki during rush hour rarely stopped what they were doing, but when they felt the warm and woodsy feel of Shiro-Kame coming through they all slowed a bit and smiled at him. He nodded and tipped the cyan colored straw hat on his head as he passed them at his pace. He saw Hasashin and Eterio and overheard the last bit of their conversation and smiled. Ah yes, that sounds like an absolutely wonderful idea! he chimed in walking to his jounin and throwing his arm around Eterio's shoulders. He smiled and let his hat fall down his back, revealing his white hair and somewhat warm disposition towards the two. Yes, this sounds delightful. In fact, I am going to be taking a short trip to Soragakure, and in my absence I'll be needing someone to hold down the fort in my absence. Can I count on you to do this for me? I'll only be gone a few days. He had implied that it was an order, but Eterio would know that Kaiser rarely took the tone of a hard-a** without some inclination to do so.
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___youwillknownihilism Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 8:09 pm
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CP [ 20 ] - [ 0 ] = [ 20 ]
▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ With eyes locked on the clouded snow filled sky above Millicent walked. A girl lost in the deepest of thoughts. Her eyes were dazed in glittery space. Those standing before her moving from her way to allow her to pass by without disrupting her day-dream. Many were used to the way Millicent acted. It had often become comedic in a way. As Millicent walked the downtown area she slightly swayed her head back and forth causing her hair to sway along. The streets before her were lined with bodies, and luckly they were live bodies. The echoing sounds of children playing and parents chatting filled their air, making the area warm and welcoming, despite the ever cold weather that living in Yukigakure brought. Though paying little to no attention to the people around her Millicent couldn't help but smile, it was such a great feeling of peace. Millicent's smile was always enough to warm the coldest of hearts, making any blush in her presence. It was a good inner feeling. Walking aimlessly around the downtown area Millicent's foot had caught onto a piece of protruding ice, from it she fell forward and ended up sliding down on a frozen patch. Many couldn't stifle their laugh while others wondered if she was alright. Slowly Millicent got up sitting on the cold ice, a hand placed upon her face. "Oops" She said, laughing at the incident. With the strength she possessed she didn't suffer any injuries. Thankfully. Getting up she brushed the snow from her body, not even phased by the cold feeling. With little effort on her part Millicent came across others. Though she couldn't directly remember if she had ever met them before. Perhaps she had but couldn't remember? An occurring event of hers, due to her lack of paying attention. Well, it couldn't hurt to wave none the less and say hi. "Hello everyone!" She called, hand waving in the air above her head.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 8:34 pm
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The Yukikage turned his warm gaze on the girl who had joined the frey and waddled over to her when he saw her fall. He took the opportunity to make sure she was okay, while also greeting her. He placed his hand on top of her head and patted her, recognizing her as Millicent, one very interesting individual. With a smirk, he let his eyes roll between her and the Hasashin boy. Well, welcome to the party Millicent. He would drag the underdressed girl along over to Eterio, and gestured between the three of them. Eterio, this is Millicent, Millicent Eterio. The boy other one is Hasasshhiin he mispronounced as most people did. This is quite perfect indeed. This girl will be your other variable in your little experiment. Sound good to you, my friend? he asked Eterio, not really caring for any objections he may or may not face.
"消え、消えていく。"
XX• My Chakra Pool - 120
XXXX• Tools of the Trade - XXXX
XXXXXX• What My Jutsus Do - XXXXXX
XXXXXXXX• So, Case In Point - XXXXX
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___youwillknownihilism Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 8:41 pm
Well, for starters, Eterio didn't notice his superior coming and was extremely surprised when he up and appeared and then gave them an order...sort of. An arm wrapped around him, the Yukikage's arm and his voice was kind and intreagued by Eterio's offer to teach but also upped the ante with an extra job, to guard the village. Eterio nodded to the idea, for his village, he'd do anything. "Yes sir, I'll handle Yukigakure while you're away, I can make no promises but I can sure as hell try to do my best and further beyond sir!" He gave a salute to the kage and smiled, showing honesty in his words and a sense of trustworthiness in actions would emphasize his point.
Now, there was the girl that was waving to them, waving hello to the group of shinobi which Eterio was apart of, he gave a gentle wave in return to her. He was returning the warm smile that she was giving. "Ah hello! You've come just in time too!" Eterio gave a gentle chuckle.
Given another student as quickly as that, Eterio was on a roll, a dinner roll. But I digress, he smiled and nodded in agreement to adding the young Genin to her group, that just left one more member for the team, but he/she would come in due time.
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 4:11 pm
Hasashin listened as the jonin talked, mostly just processing the information. It was a decent proposition. Having a superior directly above him would be nice. A supervisor would be in the line of fire before he was from the higher ups. The jonin spoke frankly and too the point. It was a bit wordy for Hasashin's liking, but it definitely got the point across.
Before he could answer however, the Yukikage himself walked up. Immediately falling to one knee, the other hand hitting the ground as soon as the knee did. His head was tilted down, but not so far he couldn't see their feet. It took quite a bit of effort to move the top half of your body without moving your legs a minuscule amount. The Yukikage probably could, but the jonin might not be able to.
Before he could say anything, and even the jonin couldn't say anything, the Yukikage walked over to a girl who had fallen on her face. It was uncommon to find a shinobi capable of falling on their face, but it could simply be a unique quirk. Now that he thought about it, from the average human focal point, most shinobi were quirky or odd. The Yukikage seemed extremely friendly. Odd given his title, and rumored past. It was only that, rumors, that Hasashin had heard, but he had heard of a battle he'd been involved in. It was hard to believe that this was his normal persona when Hasashin thought of the damage to the land the battle caused.
The new shinobi was a female. It wasn't surprising, but it was a relief. While an entirely male work force was more productive, removing the emotional portion of battle. It was also helpful to have females in the force, due to the fact it allowed for diversity in techniques and approaches. A female could stroll into a village as a civilian and go relatively unsuspected. A male, especially one as quiet and solemn as Hasashin would find it difficult.
Hasashin listened as the Yukikage once more spoke up, introducing the female, Millicent, to Eterio. Then, Hasashin flinched slightly as he stood, looking at the group. So far these were the only shinobi Hasashin knew of in the Village. It wasn't like they WERE the only ones, but these were the only ones he knew by name. "Assassin will do." Hasashin said, walking tentatively forward and holding his hand out to Millicent. It was quite a show on his part, actually moving forward to someone he didn't know well. "Tasharrafna, Millicent." He said, giving her the same greeting he'd given to Eterio. He wasn't sure if this was the right move, or if he'd offend the yukikage by not shaking his hand first. He'd bowed earlier, but the Yukikage was all over the place, so he might not have seen it.
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___youwillknownihilism Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 7:40 pm
iProphet Inferni XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
His jounin received his orders well, and though the scene was sure to become quite comical with the assembly of ninja gathered, he had things to do. With a nod towards the group Kaiser pulled his hat over his head once more, and began his exit. Almost as if in response, the snow began to pick up in the area, and familiar stinging winds began to blow. He snickered as he walked away, knowing the village would sorely miss it's leader. Eterio was more than capable, and he felt secure enough in leaving town for a few days at most. As his image faded in the ensuing mini blizzard, just as suddenly as it came on it ended, and the snow lightened up to reveal that Shiro-Kame was gone.
"消え、消えていく。"
XX• My Chakra Pool - 120
XXXX• Tools of the Trade - XXXX
XXXXXX• What My Jutsus Do - XXXXXX
XXXXXXXX• So, Case In Point - XXXXX
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