Post by Uchiha, Zaizen on Feb 22, 2014 1:05:46 GMT
He trekked from Nosodaichi to Tsumi Town. This man had a resilient resolve to travel that distance by foot alone, especially in the world where shinobi with highly capable skills are assigned to positions such as a mercenaries, or resign themselves in a life of robbery and misuse of a talented skill most people could only imagine. He remembers Nosodaichi very clearly, he'd almost got captured by three ANBU operatives in their pursuit of him and any other ninja who forsaken their home village for a life of freedom and irresponsibility.
He had to fight them off, receiving a small kunai stab wound onto his upper right torso, right above the breast, and from the entry wound, it was clear it was thrust into his shoulder from an upward height. The guy was much taller than he, and if Zaizen's reaction was a split second slower, that attack would've pierced a vital part of his heart - inevitably killing him with immediately medical attention. He then delivered a mid-section kick, and performed a display of shadow clones followed by separation. Confused as his body came into the fry, they chased, only to not notice his transformation into a inconspicuous bush. His clones, however, suffered the ultimate price of his freedom and life - their own life taken. If it wasn't fr what happened next, he probably would've lost too much blood.
There was many other close encounters since then, more dangerous than the last, and he's stayed resilient in his travels and perils thus far for a single man, a man who he only meet for a few brief months within his short life-span, and someone he felt immediately drawn to, and enjoyed the company of. Whether it was his quirky, refined, yet disfigured personality that made it seem like anything he did was without restraint or hesitation, or simply his overall presence was a mystery to Zaizen. However, he knew what he had set out to do and what he was willing to do to achieve this. Rob. Cheat. Steal. Anything to survive the wilderness of the cold abyss of outside life. His Sharingan helped greatly, but what really helped was his own ability, his skill of being able to steal from robbers, and cheat with mind-game tactics within gambling centers, and his stealth to snatch up things without notice. He attempted to make the littlest trail possible, hoping no one would be able to find him, but to his luck - they always do.
He was but a few miles from the gates of Tsumi Town, a town thriving on its red district, mercenaries centers so that Nukenin and those without a shinobi affiliation can acquire mission from money, something he refrained himself from doing until he'd find Zaizen due to it putting an inevitable stomp on his goals; rather, to be clear, it would simply pull him away and costing time, which he rather spend finding Zanji in every way possible. It was thanks to his inability to give up that he came across a clue, but a rumor, albeit a rumor could be a thousand stories, it was the one day that got him: "Red hair guy who was a bit strange and had a strange vernacular foreign of the land in Tsumi Town." It was his only and best lead, and he wasn't going to waste a day taking any detours.
After hours of walking nonstop, not tired by his ever beat heart pumping the blood through it, stopped with excitement at the gates of Tsumi Town, as it was a public town, there was no need to require identification, as there was so many individuals who could be illegal here, and probably are. The first place he would check would be the hotels for any guy staying there, or stayed there, anything to continue on his way to finding the man of his allure.
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He had to fight them off, receiving a small kunai stab wound onto his upper right torso, right above the breast, and from the entry wound, it was clear it was thrust into his shoulder from an upward height. The guy was much taller than he, and if Zaizen's reaction was a split second slower, that attack would've pierced a vital part of his heart - inevitably killing him with immediately medical attention. He then delivered a mid-section kick, and performed a display of shadow clones followed by separation. Confused as his body came into the fry, they chased, only to not notice his transformation into a inconspicuous bush. His clones, however, suffered the ultimate price of his freedom and life - their own life taken. If it wasn't fr what happened next, he probably would've lost too much blood.
There was many other close encounters since then, more dangerous than the last, and he's stayed resilient in his travels and perils thus far for a single man, a man who he only meet for a few brief months within his short life-span, and someone he felt immediately drawn to, and enjoyed the company of. Whether it was his quirky, refined, yet disfigured personality that made it seem like anything he did was without restraint or hesitation, or simply his overall presence was a mystery to Zaizen. However, he knew what he had set out to do and what he was willing to do to achieve this. Rob. Cheat. Steal. Anything to survive the wilderness of the cold abyss of outside life. His Sharingan helped greatly, but what really helped was his own ability, his skill of being able to steal from robbers, and cheat with mind-game tactics within gambling centers, and his stealth to snatch up things without notice. He attempted to make the littlest trail possible, hoping no one would be able to find him, but to his luck - they always do.
He was but a few miles from the gates of Tsumi Town, a town thriving on its red district, mercenaries centers so that Nukenin and those without a shinobi affiliation can acquire mission from money, something he refrained himself from doing until he'd find Zaizen due to it putting an inevitable stomp on his goals; rather, to be clear, it would simply pull him away and costing time, which he rather spend finding Zanji in every way possible. It was thanks to his inability to give up that he came across a clue, but a rumor, albeit a rumor could be a thousand stories, it was the one day that got him: "Red hair guy who was a bit strange and had a strange vernacular foreign of the land in Tsumi Town." It was his only and best lead, and he wasn't going to waste a day taking any detours.
After hours of walking nonstop, not tired by his ever beat heart pumping the blood through it, stopped with excitement at the gates of Tsumi Town, as it was a public town, there was no need to require identification, as there was so many individuals who could be illegal here, and probably are. The first place he would check would be the hotels for any guy staying there, or stayed there, anything to continue on his way to finding the man of his allure.
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