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A Unlikely meeting Feb 16, 2014 5:29:51 GMT

Post by Uzumaki Zanji on Feb 16, 2014 5:29:51 GMT

Zanji slowly walked the streets of Tsumi town. He was wrapped in a black traveling cloak and hood that covered his face. Only his scarlet hair was poking a little bit out of his cloak from the inside. He was in no mood to be be recognized call it paranoia or call is narcissism but neither truly mattered in reality. The shinobi world thought he was dead. A smirk crept upon his lips as he walked along the filthy street going further and further down to the more run down part of the city. Some would not call it wise because of the low life that lived within there but he would think of it as a sanctuary for now. He remained quiet as he walked through a small alley way cutting through the main streets.

He licked his lips slowly as he calculated some formulas inside his head. These formulas were part of a past experiment one he was going to begin to conduct, before his untimely discovery by that meddling overseer of his former village. His fist clenched in anger and shook a little bit as he squeezed his fingers into his palm. He continued his way all the while clenching fish fist angrily almost to the point that he was going to break the skin of his palm. He took a few calming breaths and his temper quickly subsided. A chuckle escaped from his as his lip curled on the left side of his face to a half smile. He was smart enough to fool even the overseer of his village with his faked death. At least he had that satisfaction over the sky village. He stopped in his tracks for a moment and looked around slowly getting his bearings and making sure no one was following him.

It was somewhat quiet where he was the sound of a child crying on the distance echoed through the alley. His cloak was tattered and dirty as a small gust of wind blew and the cool air felt good on his face. He adjusted the hood of his cloak and made sure the to part of his face remained hidden. Only his green eyes were visible from the top part of his face. He cut through one more alley and ended up on a less crowded part of the town. Most of the building were boarded up and run down while some shops appeared to be still functioning. He smacked his lips as he passed a sign for a pub and stopped in his tracks. He let out a shrug and muttered "why not could use a drink." he entered the pub and took a seat near the back of the establishment. A waitress soon greeted him and asked him for his order and he said "Sake in a clean cup." he emphasized heavily on the clean part as the place he was in was pretty dirty and some of the glasses he saw behind the bar were not that clean. The waitress nodded and went off to go and fill his order he let out a sigh and closed his right eye and sat back and relaxed for just a brief moment.

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 16, 2014 16:12:38 GMT

Post by Shizuka Ryou on Feb 16, 2014 16:12:38 GMT

PRECISION

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He had come here for some peace of mind just to end up finding none. Everywhere his mismatched orbs looked all he saw was one bothersome thing after another. The people in this damn slum hole of a city were disgusting. The city itself was revolting. Hell even the measly little flowers mothers planted in their flower boxes made the Captain want to vomit. It was all pathetic and bothersome. There was nothing he could do here for this city, not unless some godly fart were to pass through and manage to rid the entire slum-hole of its damn filth.

"Ugh revolting," he groaned as he passed an alley where be some disgusting coincidence some drunk buffoon had been pissing on a wall. Even as he was now several blocks away he could still smell the distinct odor of piss. No amount of nose pinching would scrub that smell from the mucus membrane within his nose. "This entire city is one revolting thing after another," he complained to himself seeing as no one was currently with him. Even though, as he complained he continued to pick up his pace and his increased pace would make the sound of the heels of his combat boots thudding against the dirt paths become decently audible. Not audible enough for people to really take notice, but just audible enough to be heard if one were to listen.

He rested his left hand on the pommel of his left sword, the action obscured by his long forest green cloak, as he walked. His right hand swung back and forth as though he had been walking with the sole purpose of getting where he was going. While that was partially true, that wasn't the entire truth. In fact, the Captain didn't even want to go where he was going, but as far as he could tell right now, the place he was going to would be a hell of a lot better than the shitty part of the city he was in right now. So he would continue walking with a pep in his step and a 'desire' to reach his destination. Especially if only it would enable him to leave this city that much faster in the long run.

So before long his walking brought him to a lone little pub in the run-down establishment of a city. As he stopped outside the door and looked up at the sign above it that was really in quite the deplorable state, he grimaced. He didn't want to be here. This slum was a shit hole as it was and this accursed establishment would probably be like a sheep's ass hole on the inside. Still, this was where the client told him to go to collect the information that he was seeking. He had no choice in the matter. Not right now anyway. "Please forgive me Father for I have sinned," he sighed under his breath before creaking open the wooden door and walking inside.

Almost immediately he had to fight back the urge to vomit. Sheep's ass hole wasn't too far off when he had made that mental comment to himself a little bit ago, but at this rate. Fuck this was disgusting. Still he would manage to retain his composure. He would force himself to walk over to the counter, and when the girl asked what she could get for him he would reply in the most serious voice that anyone could ever muster, "A new sanity." When the girl proceeded to look at him with a peculiar, 'are you nuts?' expression on her face the Captain sighed, "I would like to sit in one of your finest and cleanest seats, and drink only one of your finest and purest drinks MiLady." That's it, he was going to kill this damn client when this was over. Making him say something so stupid. Making him step into this Sheep Ass of an establishment. Worst of all. Making him drink one of their putrid elixirs. Yes that man was going to die. No doubt about it.

The girl took the Captain to a seat in the back corner of the establishment where normally they only allowed their more wealthy guests to sit. The seats were actually passably clean and the table only had a couple of blood stains. Nothing too bad, but still unnerving for the captain. "Well sir if you will wait here please," the server girl spoke, "I'll bring your drinks out as soon as your partner arrives." Oh that's right, he almost forgot that he had to wait for another blasted person to arrive from their task further out West. Son of a Mothering Fuck Monkey. That client is so dead. "Calm down Ryou," he muttered to himself, "No point in doing that now." His own words to himself seemed to cause him to relax and allowed him to relax his right fist revealing that his nails had in fact dug into his skin and began to draw blood.

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 16, 2014 16:44:38 GMT

Post by Sayuri Akira on Feb 16, 2014 16:44:38 GMT

SCREAM IN AGONY

GIVE ME MORE TO HEAR.... BEG FOR MERCY!

Silence ruled the woods near the little slummy town of Tsumi as the night progressed. Even so, not long after the Captain of the ANBU squad entered the bar would a shadowy figure be seen running thru the woods. Most of her skin hidden beneath dark clothing, so was her hair and eyes covered by a hoodie that made sure she wouldn’t be seen at first.

Almost there, the girl paused for a moment and came to the conclusion the particular part of the woods was indeed familiar. She’d look around before reaching her hand into her hoodie and messed with something that seemed to be over her left eye. Taking another glance around, a sick twisted grin showed on her lips as she whispered “…Good memories…” more like talking to herself before taking off again.

Two minutes later she was already in the town and would come to an average paced walk, looking around. Man this place sucked…. And the stench… ugh gladly she had lost all appetite for food not too long ago after memories had flooded the female’s mind. No… she craved something else and it was far beyond food.

Making it to the slummy old pub, she’d reach for the door, slowly pressing her hands to the door and pushed it open rather quickly, stepping inside before letting it close behind her. She’d immediately spot the captain and would slowly start making her way to him. Even so the female was getting a few glances from some drunkards in the pub. Perverts. It didn’t help that because of her height and the baggy hoodie she wore she seemed like no older than a young teen either. Worse would be if she was really young, which thank the lords she wasn’t.

About to reach the table, she’d get a drunkard getting on her way, to which she’d look up with her one blue eye from inside her hoodie “Hey there cupscakeeeee” his breath smelled heavy of alcohol, which made her want to kick him in the nuts “Looking for your papa? You sheem a bit young ta be in hier…”

Calm down Aki… no need to start a scene right?

Wrong. The male would reach down to try and hold her shoulder, to which she’d grab his wrist, twisted his arm and lunged her other arm out, fist close and hit him straight where the liver was. The guy grunted and dropped to his knees before groaning in pain.

That oughta keep him entertained for a while…

And back to where she was going the first place. In a bar filled with floozies and drunkards there she was, having to meet with her commanding officer. Slowly she’d slip onto the seat in front of him, looking across him as she placed both elbows on the table and laced her fingers together, leaning her chin over her hands “Mission accomplished, sir…” were her words. Simple. Straight to the point. That was Akira for you. Hard working and eager to please Ryou, even if she seemed a bit odd at times.

Even so she kept the hoodie on, not really being fond of showing her complexion in public due to a number of different reasons. All Ryou could see was her bright blue right eye, her left one still hidden behind that eye patch she constantly wore. Not even he knew why she did it and she wasn’t sure whether or not he’d find out unless the right moment came for it. Then again last thing she wanted was to seem like a freak. Last person that found out didn’t get to live that much longer afterwards, after all.

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 16, 2014 19:07:57 GMT

Post by Nagase Eri on Feb 16, 2014 19:07:57 GMT

when she's lit the whole wide world i want to know if you will beg me and then tell me how to love you like anybody else would i know you're risking failure go run for cover you better start to love her

Tsumi Town.

It was an out of the way, godless hovel of a town. It was a place where men and women alike could revel in their immorality and their hedonism. It was a place that sent shivers down her spine and made her nauseous just walking around. It certainly wasn't a safe place to be, regardless of her skills and her legendary blade.

Her reasons for being there in the slum were simple. She was supposed to be meeting up with a friend who'd found a safe place for her to stay... although, why they had to meet in such a hellhole was a mystery to her. Certainly it wasn't necessary to make her suffer through this sleazy place, but alas, there wasn't much she could do about it now.

Seeing the depravity that one lawless town could hold was a little unnerving, in all honesty. It was only the learned ability to school her expressions that kept her unease from showing. She felt like she was being watched - whether it be truth or merely paranoia, she couldn't say - and was struck with the urge to stop wandering the streets and duck inside some bar or cheap pub until the creepy feeling left her.

Eri chose the first place she came across, for better or for worse. Certainly for worse. It was dingy and dank and even smelled strange, but it would simply have to do, as she didn't feel safe wandering the streets any longer. If she couldn't find her friend, or vice versa, that was a pity, but she would rather miss out on that than possibly endanger herself or perhaps even get herself killed. You never knew who could be lurking about in places like this, after all.

She ordered some cheap and probably disgusting pub food and a drink she didn't intend to imbibe, as establishments like this did not tend to be very fond of people that took up space and didn't spend any money, and headed to the empty back corner, where she could have at least a little peace. At least there she was shielded from the eyes of lechers who found young girls appetizing. Just the thought made her shudder.

Staring morosely down at the greasy food on her plate, Eri sighed.

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 17, 2014 1:16:13 GMT

Post by Uzumaki Zanji on Feb 17, 2014 1:16:13 GMT

Zanji sat in his chair his head held some what sagging as he listened to the pubs inhabitants. Some drunkenly were slurring there speech. Others were silent and just having a drink. He slowly looked around the bar as he awaited for his drink to get delivered to him. He drummed his fingers impatiently each time hie did a little more dust rose up from the table from the reverberating vibrations of his fingers. he rubbed his dusty fingers and glared at them. He then proceeded to wipe his dirty hand on the front of his cloak. He let out a annoyed sigh and turned his head slowly as he heard the front door to the pub.

He watched as a man entered the pub wearing a forest green cloak over the front of him. A pair of dark trousers and a jacket he assumed since the cloak seemed a little bulky just to be over a shirt. He wasn't sure who this man was but he really didn't care at the moment right now all he wanted was to have a drink and be on his way. He wanted so badly to continue his experiments yet sadly he had no volunteers. he smirked and let out a chuckled exhale through his nose at the thought of his volunteers. Or well he liked to call them volunteers others would call them hostages,prisoners,and his favorite Guinea pigs. A loud crack of thunder boomed through the sky which made him lose his attention to the man for a moment.

He shook his head in disapproval as he looked around his area and saw that the man was heading towards the back of the bar. the same general area where he was. He scratched his neck and stared at the table and grabbed his napkin and unfolded it and placed it on his lap and placed his eating utensils out before him. He picked up his fork and examined it and saw that it was smudged and relatively unclean. He tossed the fork onto the table and slid the knife onto the table as well. This place was worse than a shit hole it some what stunk of urine,feces and a barn at the same time. But he would endure it for now after all he had just ordered his drink and he was not going to leave without at least getting a little buzz on.

The waitress soon returned with his sake and surprisingly it was in a clean glass like he requested. As she set his cup down she poured his cup of sake. She was about to walk away when he said "Leave the bottle." The waitress stopped in her tracks and uneasily set the bottle down on the table. He too his cup of sake and guzzled it down very quickly and began to pour himself another glass. He heard the door open another two times and two women came into the pub. though he found it a little strange that each women were going to the back room where he was. what exactly was going on was there some sort of meeting going on. He put down the bottle and leaned into the back of the wall and listened as he heard the sound of some pull out a chair and say mission accomplished.

Last Edit: Feb 17, 2014 1:18:21 GMT by Uzumaki Zanji

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 17, 2014 18:43:32 GMT

Post by Shizuka Ryou on Feb 17, 2014 18:43:32 GMT

PRECISION

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Ryou leaned back in his seat as he folded his arms across his chest. His mismatched hues proceeded to scan the shit hole of a pub around him and its inhabitants as the back of his wooden chair knocked on the log wall behind him. He took no notice of the slight noise of the knocking. As his eyes flicked around the room he took note of a few things. First of all, most of the sacks, too sorry to even call men, in this place were so drunk that they, from what the Captain could tell, wouldn't even be able to tell what a rocker was even if they sat in one. Two every woman in this place, many of them either in just as sorry a state as the men or worse, got harassed by these sorry sacks. Three there was a strange man along the same wall as him that didn't seem to fit. Odd.

At the sound of the door creaking open once again, Ryou's attention was brought to the introduction of a new person taking up space in the disheveled establishment. However once he took note of who it was he simply raised a single eye brow. No smirk or grin crossed his face, in fact the only thing that signaled that he knew this person wasn't part of the common rabble was his raised eye brow which ceased to be as such after a few moments. Ryou then proceeded to watch as this new comer scanned the room, located him in the back corner, and proceeded to make her way to him before being stopped by some deplorable old sod.

Ryou placed a foot on the edge of his table as he leaned back in his chair and watched the going ons of what would happen next. In all honesty he wasn't all that interested in whatever the girl was going to do to the man, in fact he only really watched the scenario because it happened right in front of his table. However perhaps he would provide the piece of sod shit with a piece of advice. On second thought, nah he would just let her handle it. Oh and handle it she did as she floored the guy before promptly taking a seat on the other side of the table from him. "Mission Accomplished sir," she said.

"Good," he commented knocking the back of his chair against the log wall again as he rocked it slightly also shaking the table by a small margin. "So, Sayuri, what did you learn of our client?" His mismatched eyes glanced at his ivory haired subordinate before casting his gaze back towards the door as it creaked open once again. This time a younger ivory haired girl stepped through the threshold. She looked almost as though she were afraid of something or perhaps someone. At her presence Ryou tilted his head slightly and took careful note of the change in the atmosphere of the room. He watched her, careful not to lead on that his eyes followed her movements, as she took a seat in the back of the room, in another corner no less, and ordered some food, likely to keep staff off of her back about taking up space.

However that wasn't all that happened. Ryou held up a finger from his crossed arms to signal Sayuri to wait a moment while he observed the actions of the various drunkards. A couple of them already lumbered over to the younger girl's table, likely to harass her and probably attempt feebly to court her. Hah the idiots that occupied this world. "Revolting," he commented as he watched. If things would get too out of hand though, Ryou would probably stand up and set the men in their place. There wasn't anything he hated more than men harassing a woman, especially when drunk. Well, nothing other than a certain family that is.

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 17, 2014 19:19:25 GMT

Post by Sayuri Akira on Feb 17, 2014 19:19:25 GMT

PERFECTION

you see me as imperfect but I see myself as perfect

The girl kept her hoodie on, more out of precaution than anything else. This area was way too familiar to her for a few reasons and she’d rather keep the fact she was there to a bare minimum. Her bright blue eye would look up at her Commanding officer as she would be just about to open her lips, pausing a moment as she saw him raise his finger. This caused Akira to stop for a moment and wait quietly as she would place her gloved hands in her pockets quietly. His remark would actually catch her attention however.

She had not seen who else had entered, one due to lack of peripheral vision and two because at first it did not interest her at all to see who came in or not. She’d then spoke out in a soft voice, trying to not let them be too overly heard “So far I’ve been able to find out that the client is in his mid to late twenties and lives in one of those villages on where we consider the area to be the wasteland, sir…” she’d state, closing her eyes for a moment and lowering her head. She had more information, yes she did. Akira was a bit of a perfectionist overall, which tended to make everything that she was assigned spot on… well… Everything but her report to him when she joined his ANBU force… where he wanted to know moreabout her origins. Some things didn’t quite fit in.

She’d look up again and just about as she was to say something, she’d feel a wet sensation on her lips, reaching her fingers up to it. She’d pull her fingers back and looked at the gooey fluid on her fingers, grey in tone… well at least to her. Anybody else could clearly see it was blood

/Not again… I should’ve kept calm and not gotten excited over the memories earlier…/

Quickly, she’d reach for her pocket and pulled out a handkerchief she always carried on her for these occasions and tried her best to reduce the flow of blood, or at least contain it to the handkerchief for now. Lord knew that if something were to happen and she really needed it… she’d have to use her Kekkei Genkai... And she REALLY didn’t want to.

She’d return to looking at Ryou calmly and continue her report “Father of two children and seems to hold a grudge with a few high ranking families in areas not from here. In my search I’ve also heard more Intel about these new villages that have arisen sir,” she’d say, closing her eyes again “One in the mountains and one in the woods by what seems to be a large mass of water…” mentioning the second village made her blood boil, only making her nosebleed worse.

Akira would lean back on her chair, taking a deep breath and raising a finger, as if silently asking for a moment to stop the nosebleed. In less than a moment it finally stopped and she’d take another sigh, looking over “I can’t say I was able of finding much else. People who aren’t affiliated with regions aren’t too trustworthy of strangers”

/Not that’s nothing new, people IN the regions don’t trust me nonetheless/

A silent moment passed before she’d ask softly “Frosty not joining us?” it was her nickname for one of the other ANBU Ryou usually had over with him on these assignments. Knowing how the person was, he was probably doing his usual ‘sweep and clean’ for any kinds of threats towards the Kamina

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 17, 2014 21:25:36 GMT

Post by Nagase Eri on Feb 17, 2014 21:25:36 GMT

when she's lit the whole wide world i want to know if you will beg me and then tell me how to love you like anybody else would i know you're risking failure go run for cover you better start to love her

She hadn't been seated for five minutes by the time the first drunkard wandered over and started hitting on her. She sighed softly, resting her chin on her hands and doing her best to ignore the man. He smelled of strong sake and grease and, up as close as he was, it made her nauseous. Why me?

Of course, she knew why. She looked young and impressionable and easily cowed - a drunk pervert's dream girl, in all honesty. Perhaps coming into the pub had been a mistake after all. At least no one else wandering the streets had tried to lay a hand on her like this man was. It would be quite difficult to dissuade him without, at the very least, threats of violence - but she wasn't a very threatening person, and though the man was a lecherous sot, he was (most likely) a civilian, and hurting him would cross a line for her. Nor was she all too keen to draw her blade; that was a disaster waiting to happen.

So she politely asked him to leave her alone, in as forceful a tone as she could possibly muster.

Needless to say, it was ineffective.

"I will ask you one more time, sir, to leave me alone. I have no interest in your kind," she stated firmly, tracing the markings on the hilt of the Kusanagi. If his drunken gaze followed her movements, he would see it - and hopefully, he would decide that harassing her wasn't worth the possibility of a sword through the gut. He wouldn't know that the thought of hurting anyone, even slimy old drunkards, sickened her.

Either he was simply a fool or he was drunker than she thought, for the sight of a sword at her side did not faze him. Nor did it faze his friends who'd wandered over to harass her as well. Their lewd comments and jeers brought a dark blush to her face that she just couldn't hide, which only served to amuse them.

This was a bad idea.

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 18, 2014 1:46:37 GMT

Post by Uzumaki Zanji on Feb 18, 2014 1:46:37 GMT

Zanji sat back into his chair and sipped his sake a grin on his face. He quietly listened in on the conversation that was going on behind him. There was always something most satisfying about gathering Intel especially mission details. Oh the fun he could do to mess with this village and mess up its mission. This wasn't his main goal for arriving here but it was a nice little bonus for hmm. He swirled his liquid in his cup gently not spilling a drop as he continued to listen to the two people it sounded like on the other side of the wall.

Sounded like it was a male and a female talking.He quirked a eye brow in interest as he heard the women mention some details about a man. Perhaps it was there target he held his breath with excitement as he listened to the details that were given. 'Father of two children and seems to hold a grudge with a few high ranking families in areas not from here.' He gently set his cup down on the table and rolled his eyes in mockery. only one word came to his mind about these people and that was amateurs. These people should know better to talk about mission details in public places. But he would need to listen more to possibly even consider there information even worth while to investigate properly.

But the mention of new villages rising to power did intrigue him. He was going to listen to the two people talk more but that was about to change. He heard the sound of a man speaking drunkenly and rudely to someone. He shook his head distaste and he silently rose up from his chair and walked towards the disturbance. He made sure his face was hidden and he muttered "ughh such a pain so noisy." he slid into the seat next to the young lady and whispered into her ear "Play along!" He smiled and chuckled at her and said "Oh there you are sweetie I was wondering where you where was starting to get worried." He turned to the gentlemen who were drunk and smiled revealing only his mouth from under his hood. "Are these men bothering you dear?"

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 18, 2014 3:33:12 GMT

Post by Shizuka Ryou on Feb 18, 2014 3:33:12 GMT

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Ryou gave Sayuri an extremely annoyed glare when she proceeded with her findings precisely after Ryou had told her not to. His eye brows furrowed and he looked as though he were about ready to slit her throat. In fact he was even considering it, however there were some more pressing matters. That being the drunken bastards that refused to leave the poor girl alone. How absolutely revolting, and what a perfect opportunity. Ryou's eyes targeted the drunken sacks now as he watched the cloaked man, with red tresses falling out from the hood, slide into the seat next to the girl. Ryou could tell he was trying to imploy a tactic to free the girl from the harassment of the, clearly older, drunken morons. However it seemed to have failed.

In fact it seemed to enrage the men. These enraged men attracted others over to their little party. They began jeering and accusing the red haired man of 'cutting in line' almost as though the younger girl was nothing more than a play thing to them. How absolutely unbecoming of a man. Someone needed to be set in their proper place. As a fight was clearly going to be evident, Ryou suddenly stood up from his seat just as the server girl placed their drinks down on the table. He held up and index finger, signaling he'd he right back, before storming over to the fight in commencement. Of course over the rabble of the drunken men, no one could hear the clatter of his chair to the ground, much less, the pounding of his combat boots on the ground.

Just as one of the drunken men swung his hand out to grab the nosy red head out of his seat he soon found the sole of Ryou's combat boot planted on the side of his face. This would proceed to launch the man a good distance and send him crashing into a man five feet away. "Didn't you hear her you pathetic maggots? She's not interested. Now beat it our I'll beat all of ya." This seemed to only enrage the group further. Soon they were bantering about how their numbers could easily beat this new forest green cloak wearing, weird hair cut, fool. Ryou's eye brow twitched, and before long all of the men found themselves meeting Ryou's boot in one way or another. Then just as quickly as the fight had started, it had stopped with Ryou grinding a guy's face into the floor boards. Not harshly enough to kill him or make him pass out. Just enough to hurt like hell. "Now then, anyone else care to try me?" When all of the drunken fools fled from the scene, Ryou let the other man go, he soon fleeing from the bar with all of the others. "Pfft, revolting even when they're fleeing."

Ryou dusted off his forest green cloak before nodding towards the owner whom stood at the bar 'polishing' a cup. "Sorry about that," he called over not actually meaning his words but knowing he best say something. The bar tender merely nodded his head, made a few comments about how they'll be back later than night anyway, and how it was easier to clean now, then went on with his work. After the man turned away Ryou turned to look at the two people sitting at the table behind him. At that moment he gave them a nod of his head before beginning to walk back to his own table.

"I swear," he growled, "This city keeps getting shittier and shittier by the minute."

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 18, 2014 4:03:26 GMT

Post by Sayuri Akira on Feb 18, 2014 4:03:26 GMT

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Wasn’t hard to tell she’d annoyed the captain but even so she was just trying to please the man’s request. Either way she’d lean back on her chair as she saw him get up, Akira nodded and slowly reached for her drink, taking a soft sip of it as she sighed gently.

/Well done knucklehead… you’re getting your ass whooped later on…/

She’d peer out as she started to hear the sound of a fight… well not really a fight, it was more Ryou was solemnly kicking each of the male’s asses and caused them to flee. The place seemed a bit calmer now, to which she pulled her hoodie back. A rare thing she barely did in public. Her light almost ivory skin and bright platinum hair was bathed by the light of the fire before she’d take a deep breath.

Suddenly she’d hear something break, her eyes shooting over to the owner, whom apparently had dropped the cup he’d been cleaning as he noticed who she was. Yeah… she was known around the area, more for the simple fact she was the sole survivor of a massacre around six years ago.

Not many knew about it and none knew what had passed that night but Akira would reach her right index and thumb to her lips and made a ‘Zip it’ motion before she’d return to her drink. The owner nodded and calmed down and nodded, returning to his work. Akira would close her eyes and sighed heavily as she waited for it. Her commanding officer was not happy with her but here’s hoping him having those men to let out his rage on helped distract the center of his rage from her to him.

Even so Akira was a bit edgy… if you could call it that. Emotions? Psh she was so detached from them that she didn’t care if she was commended for her work of yelled at. Typical. Even if she wanted to please, she doubted that if Ryou ever stopped being the ANBU captain of the village she’d stay for too long. In a way she saw few similarities between the two of them, mostly the simple fact both of them didn’t give a single damn fuck what others thought of them… except for Akira’s case, she still had few reservations due to her kekkei genkai and being seen using it.

Well that pesky nosebleed was gone at least, next time she had to be a bit more careful when coming by that particular area. Even so she’d close her eyes and would lean her chair back, her right foot pressing to the edge of the table as she balanced the chair on its hind legs casually, as if nothing was the matter there and then.

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 18, 2014 21:27:13 GMT

Post by Nagase Eri on Feb 18, 2014 21:27:13 GMT

when she's lit the whole wide world i want to know if you will beg me and then tell me how to love you like anybody else would i know you're risking failure go run for cover you better start to love her

Eri was not the type of person who could just tell someone to eff off, or threaten to hurt them. She was mired in passivity, to a point where it could severely threaten her safety, but most of the time she didn't even realize it. This, she felt, was one of those times - although she had some doubts that everyone in the place would be fine with four men harassing a young woman, but that was just her undeserved faith in humanity at work.

Those men were lucky she wasn't a different type of person.

She nearly flinched when the cloaked man slid into the seat beside her. At first, she thought he had the same dishonorable intentions - but, she realized when he spoke, that was almost certainly not the case. "Thank you," she murmured in his ear, a smile crossing her face.

But the situation still had not been resolved. The redheaded man had only served to further anger the drunks, who attracted more of their kind in flocks. Eri had never felt so cheap and dehumanized in her entire life; they spoke of her like she was a doll, to play with and then pass to the next person, and so on. It was humiliating, utterly and completely humiliating.

She watched as another man summarily beat down all the men that dared to challenge him. He's quite skilled. It was good to know that some people still had at least a shred of decency. That was so rare, even within the walls of civilized villages. Eri returned his nod with one of her own.

However, it burned to know that two perfects strangers had had to come to her defense. She was grateful, of course - who knows what those men would have done otherwise? - but still, it was shameful that she hadn't been able to take care of it herself.

Hesitant, biting her lip, she looked up at the redheaded man. "Sir... do you mind sitting with me for a while?" It was a strange question to ask, but of course she didn't realize it until after she'd spoken; then a bright blush covered her pale cheeks. "I-I mean... I'm waiting for a friend here, a-and I'd like to not be harassed..." she stuttered out, bowing her head.

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 18, 2014 22:39:20 GMT

Post by Uzumaki Zanji on Feb 18, 2014 22:39:20 GMT

Zanji sighed as his attempt to have the men leave the girl failed. he was about to make a few hand seals and use his chakra scalpel and sever the muscle tendons in there legs. Oh he could of done much worse though he could just nick a artery or a vital area and that would be the end of the drunken men. But no he could not kill them it would bring to much attention. But something caught his attention and smirked as he watched as the man with the green cloak started walking towards them. he could see it in that mans face he was very annoyed. in his mind he was thinking 'Oh what do we have here, a most interesting specimen.' He watched as the man kick one of the drunkards away as the was about to grab him.

His smile widened more as he watched as the man went crashing five feet away. Oh how lovely it was to see such chivalry in this day and age. He rolled his eyes sarcastically under his hood as he heard the man say 'Didn't you hear her you pathetic maggots? She's not interested. Now beat it our I'll beat all of ya.' this mans attitude was very interesting and what interested Zanji would eventually lead to the thing lying on his operating table. First though he would want to gauge this mans worthiness to be placed on his operating table. He watched as the man with the green cloak act all tough and showing off his bravado. He smirked as he saw all the men were quickly dispatched by the mans fighting skills.

The man was quite skilled with taijutsu it seemed. Though he would need more data to ascertain the mans capabilities fully before making any final decision. Zanji noticed that the bartender wasn't surprised by what just happened. Perhaps it happened frequently or could it be perhaps that the green cloaked man was wealthy or in a high ranking position. He watched as the bartender looked to the back room where the man had originally came from he acted scared for a few moments then something made his demeanor change rather quickly. He nodded his thanks to the green cloaked man and turned his attention to the lady he was now sitting with. He looked down at her sword she had that was exposed and it was most intricate design.

He rubbed his hands together underneath the table anxiously as he awaited for the green cloaked man to leave. Thankfully he didn't have to wait long and the man was off to back to his own table. Seeing as his good deed was done he was going to go back to his table and finish his drink but something stopped him. He heard the women speak and he tilted his head in a confused way as she asked him to stay with her. He didn't know her nor did he really care to know her he helped her out on a passing whim of kindness. He smiled kindly revealing the bottom portion of his face and said "I Don't mind at all id be happy to keep you company for a little bit. let me just go get my drink from my table." He stood up and slowly walked back to his table and grabbed his bottle of sake and his cup as he turned around he sipped on his sake and returned to his place back at the women's side keeping his face hidden underneath his hood. He would be kind for now and learn more about that women and that sword she owned. "You can put your sword away now my dear no ones going to bother you anymore. But more important are you alright?"

Last Edit: Feb 18, 2014 22:41:56 GMT by Uzumaki Zanji

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 19, 2014 3:10:34 GMT

Post by Shizuka Ryou on Feb 19, 2014 3:10:34 GMT

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As he walked back to his table a sort of nagging feeling ate at the back of his mind. It was a sort of feeling that told him that he should likely raise a arm of caution, and he knew exactly why. That red haired man gave him the creeps. Sure, if it came down to it, he knew he could fend the guy off, however he couldn't help but feel like he should be worried for some reason, or at the very least extremely cautious. He would have to keep an eye on this one.

When he got back to his table he noticed that Sayuri was leaning back in her chair just nonchalantly watching him as he dealt due justice to those drunken bastards. If she was still paying attention to him even now she would likely even notice the twitch in his left eye brow as he approached the table and proceeded to walk behind her into an area that would likely be a blind spot. At that very moment he made a swift action to kick out the legs of her chair and cause her to tumble to the ground. If she didn't manage to catch herself, which was highly likely that she would not, he would stomp his foot down onto the wooden panel flooring right next to her head. "Didn't I tell you to hold off? I don't tolerate people not following orders Akira. This is your final warning, don't do it again or you will face dire consequences," he growled in a low and sharp enough tone so that he voice would not carry to the other table.

After that was done he moved to walk around her approaching the table were the 'sake' bottle rested with his cup. He snatched up the bottle before swishing it around. He fell completely silent as he listened to the liquid swish around inside as though he were listening for something key. When after several moments he heard the sound of something solid hit the side of the glass bottle he took two fingers and plunged them down inside the spout to fish out the object. It took him maybe two minutes to find the object with his fingers, prick them on it's sharp surface several times, and then finally manage to fish the object out. Despite the liquid inside the bottle turning crimson from his pricking, his fingers seemed to be perfectly fine with no scratches at all. When at last he pulled the ring out of the bottle he took notice of the needle-like attachment on it. Peculiar.

Ryou took a few moments to secure the ring in a small pouch before stashing it away in his flak jacket within the folds of his forest cloak before turning towards Sayuri. "Get up Akira we're leaving," he said loud enough that even the two at the other table could hear them, almost as if it were baiting them. Ryou then proceeded to move to lead the shit hole of a pub, however once he reached the door he let out an irritated sigh. "Wait here a moment." Ryou stepped through the door and almost immediately there was the sound of many crashes followed by disgruntled howls and battle screams. After about two minutes everything fell deathly silent and Ryou, without a single scratch on him despite his clothing looking dirtied, popped his head in the door. "Come." Once on the outside anyone would be able to tell what had happened. Those drunken bastards had brought friends of friends of friends. Those friends of friends had brought friends, and well, now all of them were passed out their bodies littering the streets, some in the most ridiculous poses people could think of. Some even hanging from the corners of roof tops by their underwear. "Don't ask," was all Ryou said before proceeding down the street.

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A Unlikely meeting Feb 19, 2014 3:51:42 GMT

Post by Sayuri Akira on Feb 19, 2014 3:51:42 GMT

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As her commanding officer would return, she would still be drinking, her eyes closed now as she tried to Forget the fact he was going to get to her. Oh right on time. Ryou would walk behind her and literally sung at the chairs legs, causing them to break and get her sent falling on the ground with the now destroyed chair. Oh great.

In the tumble of her falling, her eye patch seemed to have dislodged its self, for a fraction of a moment revealing that deep red eye beneath it before she’d close it and quickly readjusted it as he spoke. If having heterochromia was her issue, why the eye-patch? Nah there had to be something else. She’d lay there, looking up at her CO and nodded “Sir, yes sir! Won’t happen again Captain” she’d answer in the same low tone that he spoke with her, her eye staring into his eyes as she would wait until his rage was taken out on her before she’d get up slowly, mumbling softly “I’ll admit I deserved that, sir…” she’d say in her monotone voice, finally getting up and pulling her hood on her head.

The girl would look as he tried fishing out something out of the bottle, watching as the fluid inside it had changed tone. Uhm it looked grey, which caused her to assume it had actually turned red. Damn it… sometimes she hated not being able of seeing the color in particular… it rendered things so odd to look at a lot of the time. But hey that was her decision, not mandatory.

Not a moment too soon as Ryou retrieved what he was looking for and would tell her they were leaving. The girl would pass by the owner and lowered her head in apology for the chair that got broken before walking to the door. As he ordered to wait, she would place her hands on her pockets and waited quietly. At first glance the girl didn’t seem armed but at closer inspection you could see the handle of… something poking out the back of her hoodie.

The ruckus outside made her raise a brow as she rubbed her forehead and close her eyes for a moment. As Ryou would peek in and told her to come, she’d walk out, only to get faced with the scenario of an ass whooping of epic proportions. She would look over to him, mumbling softly “Couldn’t have saved me one or two to have some fun with, sir?” she’d ask, not sounding upset or mad… just sounding like her usual self.

Oh he had seen what she mentioned to be ‘having fun’ in a battle. Akira was an oddball, to say the least. She would most the times get someone to bleed out fully. Besides that however he had not seen much, nor did she intend to any time soon. She’d slowly start following him, keeping up with him as she would once in a while look over her shoulder, hoping that at least one of the two took the bait. She was curious to see what would end up happening was all, and part of her was actually feeling rather eager to see the result…

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