scylla ii [espada/h o w l]

[Sharkk]

Arms folded Fuu found himself wandering about Fire Country, boredom taking it's tole, despite Fuu holding his composure. Rolling his shoulders forward as he added pride and power to his step. Kicking various nature objects about, small rocks, broken sticks, etc. as he continued on he let his slightly annoyed face turn towards the clear and bright blue sky. Lowering his gaze shortly after he rubbed his chin before deciding to take a short break, using a tree stump as a make shift seat.

Folding his arms again he closed his eyes and hunched forward a bit as thoughts bounced about his mind. He had lost his first fight in the third part of the Chuunin Exams and now had nothing else to do. As he couldn't return home in hopes of the Kusakage granting him permission to become Chuunin due to his showing of skill, as Kusagakure was nothing, but ruins. Straightening his sitting posture he sighed and glanced about once more. "Heh, what to do, what to do..."

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[Petrikov]

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Hi no Kuni seemed to be just as insipid and boring as the last place he'd been to- nothing but butterflies, forests and sunshine. Fuck. He needed a drink, a woman, a party, an adventure- anything for a good howl. He was craving it like a monkey craves bananas, pacing around the territory like an anxious junkie. Boredom was his number one enemy, but as of yet, he had nothing to combat it with. The smell of flowers wafted across the gentle Fire country breeze as the eye-patched male continued to walk down a traveler's road, looking for the civilization that might just house the seven deadly sins he sought to satisfy. Looking for that thrill.

As he continued down this road, a figure appeared in the distance nearby. Some dude who looked just about a few years older than him. Not giving a fuck as to whether this guy was a ninja, civilian or bounty hunter, Hei picked up the pace of his walking to greet the stranger up close. This was the first human being he'd encountered in what seemed like a dog's age of traveling. He was going to take advantage of that fact and ask for directions. Being lost in this pansy little land he'd decided to venture towards was something he did not want to continue. Unless he found some sort of tasteful village or city-like society, he'd leave first thing tomorrow.

Yoh. You know where I can find a bar or something, man? I'm fucking tired of being out here in the wild.

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He'd stopped five meters from the man, his headband tucked safely within his pocket, his eye-patch on and the pouches that held his equipment strapped prominently on his person. He wore a black, hooded jacket and a pair of dark brown khakis. The golden surface of a belt buckle gleamed when the sunlight hit it, his black and white Converse kicking up miniature clouds of dust when he'd come to a stop on the dirt road. This brunette, green-eyed male- save for the katana holstered on the side of his hip- was nothing out of the ordinary.
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[Sharkk]

As a small breeze came by, causing his hood to fall back Fuu would find himself preparing to bring his hood back over his brow. Though in the middle of doing this he'd turn slightly upon hearing a question. Yoh. You know where I can find a bar or something, man? I'm fucking tired of being out here in the wild.

[/color][/i] Tilting his head slightly he began pondering for a short while, he had only been in the Fire Country once before, and during that time he traveled little, but never found any bar or anything. In reality he never really traveled, he just told people he had. Rising to his full height he shrugged his shoulders before speaking. "Not that I know of, this place, The Fire Country seems like a dry place when it comes to drinks."[/color] Taking in the the appearance of the male away from him he decided the slightly younger individual posed little to no threat, but in a world that was still slightly reeling from so much destruction he knew that there was raiders and the like about. He'd keep his guard up, but he'd be accepting if the boy turned out to be kind and such.

"Honestly I'm a bit parched too, would you like to go look for something to drink with me?"[/color]
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[Petrikov]

After the strange man issued his offer, Hei promptly fist pumped towards the road ahead and walked on, a silent gesture for the hooded man to walk with him as they found some place to drink a few fingers of Jack. He had no qualms about this person- and would be even less anxious if the male in question happened to be a village patsy of Konohagakure- so he didn't mind taking up the request when it had made itself present. The dude looked legit, despite his apparent age, and if he invited to a drink or two, Hei might even come to consider him as a friend. But exactly where were they headed?

He'd walked on for ages without a single pub or tavern in sight. At times, it had even seemed like he was walking in some sort of distorted circle- and here in "pretty flower land", that was like living hell for the eye-patched youth. It was like going through one of those amusement park rides where children of all ethnicities sang a song about it being such a small world after all- over and over again. He couldn't stand it, it was unbearable for his eyes. That and the boredom. But now the tides seemed to have changed. This stranger here, he seemed interesting enough. And he probably liked to drink just as much as Hei did. Which sat well with the lad.

So what's your name, big guy?

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The green-eyed youth asked as he continued to walk down the dirt road, cutting through forests on each side and bearing the medium-heat that fell from the sky above. If he was going to drink with this guy, he might as well know his name, right? Somewhere along their walk, he would slow his speed in order to walk side-by-side with the stranger. This was, of course, because Hei still had no idea where to go, and if anything, the other guy did. But that was something else he lacked to know. Did the man live here, work here... or what? Perhaps there was also the chance that he was a traveler, like Hei. And maybe even a ninja. But for now, he was left in the dark.
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[Sharkk]

Walking about he lead the way to literally no where, at least in the sense that he didn't know where they were headed. But, he knew what he and the red headed male were looking for, just not where to find it. Smirking he shook his head slightly, it was slightly comical. Massaging his face with his right hand he began walking down a small cleared out path through the nearby woods. Though his pace would slow and his brow would raise as the red haired one spoke once more. They asked a simple question as such Fuu would respond clearly and simply as well, but would elaborate a tiny bit. "Fuu Hōzuki, the Pride of The Hidden Grass."

[/color] And with that he'd lift his under shirt which would expose his forehead protector which was sewn into his left side. Grinning slightly he'd give the boy time to notice that it had the Hidden Grass symbol on it as well as having no scratch upon it anywhere. Though he'd eventually lower his shirt and ask the boy a question now. "And what's your name little guy?"[/color] Folding his arms he continued walking down the path hoping to see some sort of building in the next clearing. But, if there was none then they'd simply have to continue on or perhaps stop and rest before continuing.
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[Petrikov]

It didn't take much for the one called Fuu Hozuki to reveal the fact that he was a ninja of the currently defeated Hidden Grass Village. That, and the fact that his headband was sewed into his side, made him arch an eyebrow in interest. So he wasn't just a traveler; he was a ninja and most likely experienced in the art of chakra, as well. While he seemed to be a nice guy- one who had offered to join him with a drink- the fact that he was part of a village organization was slightly nauseating. The eye-patched youth had abandoned his village long ago, finding their hidden agendas and crooked ways appalling and dishonorable. And in time, he would find that a majority of hidden villages were that way. It was despicable, the way they carried on, but perhaps this ninja was different.

(a playful tone) The name's Hei. Hei Bu-ra-bi-ya; professional cook and entrepreneur, mang. I make a mean gumbo.

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They continued to walk on, no sign of life or civilization in sight yet. And as they did, Hei pondered whether he should reveal his status as a missing-ninja to the Hozuki or not. He didn't know how someone so affiliated with their village- enough to consider themselves the pride of such an organization- would react to the news. And to be honest, the eye-patched male was not looking for a fight with another hidden village slave- more in favor of a cold drink and a night of reckless gusto. Therefore, he would not divulge that little fact in order to avoid the chance of having his night ruined. Maybe, somewhere along the line- should the young man recognize Fuu Hozuki as a chill guy- he would. But for now, they could better spend their time on other things.

So- grass village, huh? How's the situation there? Did it get buttraped like all the other villages, too? If so, good on ya, man. You seemed to have escaped without a scratch. Well- I mean, prolly except for that headband of yours.

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[Sharkk]

Entering the clearing he was a bit depressed to still see nothing, no cabins, no shacks, nothing. Grumbling slightly he kicked up a bit of dirt before pausing in his step for a few moments. But, he couldn't stay too annoyed for too long after all didn't it take people days some times to find buildings and stuff in the wild? Popping his neck to the side he turned on his heel as the red haired boy began speaking once more.

Folding his arms he lifted his head back and closed his eyes as to shield them from the sun as he listened. So the kid was a cook eh? Smirking slightly he listened to his stomach growl a bit at the idea of having a cook tagging along. But, the way he talked about the Grass Village caused him to straighten his posture, open his eyes, and glare at him slightly. Though Fuu knew that hostility was most likely not meant, as such he'd merely sigh and respond to the boy.

"Yeah, it got annihilated, the whole village was nigh desolate when I left...and thanks, as you know, surviving that whole ordeal that plagued the shinobi world was quite difficult."

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[Petrikov]

Psssh- surviving that war was easy, man. Surviving the boredom afterwards is what really got to me.

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And it was then that the Hozuki pointed towards smoke in the horizon, a sign of civilization. Without a word, the two would move towards the location, soon finding that it was in the middle of a thicket. A smile formed across the eye-patched male's face as he trudged through the bushes and branches, finding this little expedition quite amusing. All he needed to top this "adventure" off was a tall glass of lager at the end of the trail. Half-expecting to find Snow White and the Seven Dwarves singing gaily about the birds and the bees, Hei would be relieved to find a two-story inn, made of lumber and sporting an old, wooden sign that read: ANN'S INN.

A thin dirt path lead from the front door of the inn towards a deeper section of the forest, one that would no doubt make its way to the main road Fuu and him had just deviated away from. Finding the whole situation very curious, Hei couldn't help but bark out an unwarranted laugh. This inn, out of nowhere- would'a thought this was going to be his lucky day? The chimney on top of the inn bellowed a seemingly never-ending pillar of light gray smoke. Apparently, the proprietress of this establishment was cooking something. He could nearly smell it in the air, but couldn't quite make out what it was. Having stopped a few meters away from the front door, he would turn to Fuu Hozuki.

(with a smile) Holy fucking Thursday... we got pretty lucky, didn't we? (presenting the door) After you, big man.

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[Sharkk]

And almost as soon as they had found the smoke piping through the tree tops they found the the source, a cabin, or rather an inn. Finger tips tapping at his sides he let the red haired individual lead the way. Hei didn't seem to propose any threat as of yet so perhaps Fuu should give him a bit more trust? Nah, he let the boy lead the way for the simple fact that leading the rear of the pack held a slight advantage against who ever was leading it should they choose to attack. And even as Hei offered Fuu the chance to walk into the inn first, Fuu stayed on his toes and nodded, walking it side ways as he patted Hei on his left shoulder before making his way in a left arc to the front counter, choosing to sit on the bar stool farthest to the left. Placing his elbows on the counter he gave a simple drink order. "Cranberry juice please."

[/color] Winking at the female behind the counter he guessed her age, late teens to mid twenties he had to say, nothing older, nothing younger. Now he'd wait to see where Hei would take a seat.
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[Petrikov]

The two entered the cabin-like interior of the inn to find an assortment of tables, chairs, and stools- those propped up beside a polished, wooden counter. A young woman behind the bar was working her shift as the bartender, and only a few scattered patrons here and there shared the spacious first floor with her. Gazing at the interior with a smile, always finding country bumpkin establishments like this one quite comedic in visage, Hei would remain standing for a moment before noticing that Fuu Hozuki was already headed for a drink. Boy, and he thought he'd been dying of thirst!

The odor of sawdust and what was clearly cooked ribs permeated the air. Before leaving to find his seat, he'd turn to see a cooking stove in the corner of the room, lit and preparing a meal the proprietress must have been cooking for her guests. Swiftly, he'd stride towards a stool at the bar, only a few bobbin's away from the Hozuki's currently seated position. And it was then that he overhead the older gentleman's request. A sly smirk cut across Hei's face, an emerald green eye gleaming with mirth, the other also looking so, but covered under the eye-patch he wore. He couldn't help but voice out his following remark, always a person of impulse:

Cranberry juice? (turning to the hot waitress) Naaah! Babe, be a dear and put some vodka in that juice would you? Courtesy of Hei Burabiya!

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Reaching over, he'd pat his newest acquaintance on the back merrily. Hei hadn't come here looking to drink some juice and mutter pointless conversation like all the other old folks here. He had been searching for a place like this to have some good ol' fashion fun and, according to the seductive yet playful gleam in the bartender's eyes- baby blue optics framed with golden blonde hair- fun was a definite possibility. It was clearly what this place was currently lacking! Where were the bar chants, where were the feet stomping and the brawls? Smiling at his newest, but relatively mysterious, companion, Hei would laugh- the loudest among an inn-ful of quiet and old men.

Don't thank me, muscles. I only do it cause you seem like a nice guy. (turning to the people seated behind him) All drinks on me, folks! S'long as y'all live a little, you quiet bastards!

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[Sharkk]

His order...his order had been altered by his traveling associate, who the fuck did the kid think he was? Fuu had to calm himself, the mere gesture of Hei telling the bartender to add some vodka to his cranberry juice was a kind one, no harm intended. Yet Fuu realized in the midst of Hei also deciding to pay for EVERYONE'S drinks that Hei himself didn't order a thing...which sent Fuu's over-thinking mind into action. Perhaps Hei was just looking for some action, easy action, an easy fight and victory even. Which he could gain if he got everyone liquored up and way under the influence of alcohol. Raising a brow he'd gaze at Hei before taking his spiked juice and taking a sip of it, the alcohol was faint, but enough. "My friend here will take a Black and Blue Shark."

[/color] Nodding at Hei he'd take a few gulps of his spike cranberry drink now, as well as taking in an ice cube and crunching it about, using it as a source of water to quench his thirst a bit as well. "Don't worry, it might sound like some weak mixed drink, but every ingredient is in fact alcohol."[/color] Grinning he'd tap his right hand fingers along the counter top.
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[Petrikov]

Grinning Hei would receive his drink from the dainty fingers of the bartender- a clear 5 inch glass with a diameter of 6 inches, filled with the dark amber liquid the eye-patched male figured was a "Black and Blue Shark". Never before had he heard such a title, nor did he know the various concoctions found in this beverage, but gladly, he would chug it down in one gulp. Eyes flared and smiled down at his traveling companion, the green-eyed lad hissing with the burn that ran down his throat, immediately followed by a seductive chill. Damn, that was what he called a drink! A few more of those and he might actually feel tipsy! Noticing the attendance at the counter growing with his previous statement- a promise of free drinks- Hei would have to act fast of he wanted the best bottle of booze for himself. He turned to the hot bartender- all smiles and charm, an alluring gleam in his exposed eye.

Say-- would you be a dear and hand me that bottle of tequila over there? (pointing to said bottle on the rack) I'll pay for the entire thing, of course, love.

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Turning back to Fuu, he raised a perplexed eyebrow and barked out a laugh. He'd hardly touched his cranberry and vodka- what was he expecting? Some kind of date rape drug? Hei didn't roll that way! Nearly falling off his stool when he'd laughed, the young man would balance himself and slam a hand down on the counter. A reckless action, but done in the utmost craving for celebration and good times.

Hey, I got an idea! (retrieving the bottle of tequila from the bartender) Let's get wasted! (gesturing to the patrons around them) All these people seem like good individuals, don't they! Let's get wasted and celebrate!

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[Sharkk]

Watching Hei finish his drink and burst into laughter Fuu would merely shrug his shoulders before finishing his own drink. Following this he'd push his glass over the counter, letting it fall over the other side opposed to him. Eyes focused on the counter he'd zone out for a bit. Not from the effect of alcohol, no, he had too little of it to be hindered by it, no this was something welling inside of him. He hadn't gone on a hunt in ages and his pocket book was starting to run a bit on low. Now he wasn't one to cause chaos and mayhem, but he'd delve into it without a doubt if he was receiving something out of it, and robbing people of their money he'd gladly do so. His ears would twitch at Hei speaking once more, talking about celebrating. Heh, he was more interested in his current train of thought. Cracking his neck to the side he'd spin on the stool he was sitting up before glancing at Hei and then back to the other patrons sitting about the inn. Sitting up from his seat he'd quickly pull out his Kyoketsu-shoge before speaking, directly to Hei without looking at him. "Or....we could celebrate, my way!"

[/color] And with that he'd give his weapon a single quick rotation before unleashing it forward, aiming slit the throat of the nearest person sitting next to him.
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[Petrikov]

Wasn't aware you'd attacked someone else!

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After the man had stood up, it had quite obviously caught Hei's attention. Why would he stand up when they were on the brink of drinking an entire bottle of tequila? Was he leaving already? When the man spoke, the eye-patched male's attention remained on him. And when the man did an action way too flashy for Hei to be comfortable with, he reacted accordingly. He raised a single arm to block the bladed weapon thrown while simultaneously hopping backwards and off of the stool. The bladed weapon the Hozuki had thrown had hit him, but fortunately, the Hozuki had not been aware of the blood that ran through the young man's veins. Strong blood¹. Blood that made his skin rough like leather. The weapon harmlessly hit him and bounced off, and by the time it was making its way towards the floor, Hei had already touched ground, already making his next move- one that would take less than a second.

Oh, how this unwarranted dance of death began. Oh, how it had killed his groove- a seemingly normal traveler who had only been seeking a drinking partner to celebrate with. He knew village-patsies tended to have aggressive natures- attacking when it usually wasn't justified, or even made sense for that matter- but he had truly hoped Fuu had been different. Or at least, he should have waited until Hei was actually wasted some- enough to accept a good fight and not care. So this was what Hi no Kuni had to offer, this was what Kusagakure had to offer. How despicable- the exact reason he despised those partisan, pugnacious, and bone-headed organizations. He'd hoped this didn't happen.

Pow!

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What happened next was fairly simple. As mentioned before, the patrons of Ann's Inn had flocked towards the counter Fuu and Hei had been seated near to the promise of free drinks. The radius around them seemed crowded with the multitude that had gathered there, in addition to the tables and chairs located in the establishment. Hei simply needed to turn his head an inch, with the tip of his feet following suit- an action that literally took less than second- and disappeared in a poof of smoke. What he really had done was flicker² and curve around the obstacles blocking his way to the exit- the front door. The poof of smoke, the one that had materialized in front of the Hozuki- who had only been sitting a few bobbin's away, would mask the eye-patched male's movements, not to mention the blur-inducing speed of the body flicker performed. He could not have known which direction Hei had gone at the time- an evasive maneuver meant to outrun.

Another body flicker³ at the door, when his previous had guided it to him, took the green-eyed youth out of the establishment and into the outdoors- 10 meters out. Then yet another, a curved flicker⁴, took him to the side of the building, where he proceeded to form hand seals as he simultaneously darted forward into the forest beyond. A fire clone⁵ was formed as he hopped far above and onto the branches of trees, sprinting away from an enemy he was quite certain had lost sight of him only two seconds ago. A rapid exit, but the eye-patched male wasn't in the mood for a pissing contest or any other sort of confrontation for that matter.

exit!

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Airontoku (Ironhide)¹
Rank: D, C, B, A, S
Type: Supplementary / Clan Kekkei Touta / Youton Ninjutsu
Range: Self
Chakra: ---
Special: Each rank allows immunity to bladed physical attacks of one rank less - i.e. the 'C' ranked version blocks 'D' ranked attacks, etc. Does not guard against blunt or smashing type attacks.
Description: Over time spent with intense magma exposure and control, the skin of the user becomes resilient to weapons to a certain degree. With this prolonged exposure to the heat, their skin becomes rough and rugged, like that of leather, but to a much more durable degree. As such weapon attacks from bladed weapons such as kunai and swords become less effective against the clan member.
Domain: Airontoku.

Shunshin-Kawasu (Shimmering Flicker)^{2 & 4}
Rank: B
Type: Passive / Ninjutsu
Range: Shunshin
Special: Gives the user the option to side-step, curve, shimmy or even shimmer on a whim during a Shunshin, rather than remaining moving forward. Sidestep distance takes away from the Shunshin's total traveling distance.
Description: Although Shunshin is normally executed in a linear fashion, with enough training, the ninja can learn to limit their forward travel speed in exchange for a near-instantaneous sideways move. Useful when evading tricky attacks, or when wishing to confuse opponents.
Domain: Shunshin.

Shunshin no Jutsu (Body Flicker Technique)³
Rank: D, D, D, D
Type: Supplementary / Ninjutsu
Range: 0 - 10 meters
Special: Flickering is forward-moving, meaning the user will rush almost instantly to wherever they are facing. The user can flicker once per thread, plus once more each time retrained.
Description: Shunshin no Jutsu is a basic ninjutsu technique used across the shinobi world by all, ranging from the most basic shinobi to the legends of lore. Considered is a high-speed movement technique, it allows a ninja to move short to long distances at an almost untraceable speed - to an observer, it appears as if the user has teleported. Such a feat is accomplished by using chakra to temporarily vitalise the body and move at extreme speeds they would otherwise be unable to reproduce. In the end, the user will appear and disappear in an instant, allowing them to retreat or attack suddenly should they need it. To facilitate the movement the ninja will often use nearby elements such as mist, sand or leaves to mask their appearance or disappearance.
Domain: Shunshin - Universal Ninjutsu.

Katon Bunshin no Jutsu (Fire Clone Technique)⁵
Rank: C
Type: Offensive / Katon Ninjutsu
Range: See sepcial!
Special: Clone speed matches that of the user, and can go anywhere the user can. Up to one clone can be made at a time, plus one more each time retrained. Explosion range covers 5 meters.
Description: With this technique, the Katon user is able to call upon aid from a perfect copy of themselves. Comprised purely of a most intense fire, this clone retains the user movement speed and can share linked mental judgement. Best of all, due to its flowing essence, many solid physical attacks pass through the clone, burning instead whatever was used to strike them. Finally, when defeated, the clone explodes into a blast of flame that aims to take over the nearest opponent available in the form of napalm.
Domain: Katon

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Crimson red blood spurted from the civilian's neck wound like a devilish fountain of sorts- a kill carried out by the one called Fuu Hozuki. It was only when the eye-patched male realized that he wasn't being attacked that he found himself standing upright- having hopped off his stool at the precise moment Fuu had drawn his bladed weapon. A lot of things crossed his mind at that moment. Surprise, shock... humor. This was how he celebrated? Killing innocent people? What a drag.

With a somewhat sedated look on his face, he continued to watch as the first man that was stricken down choked on his own blood and inability to breathe correctly. He dropped to his knees- a man in his fourties or fifties- eventually falling down in a pool of his own bodily concoction of red liquid. People screamed, people ran for the door. And during the chaos, Hei managed to spot the arrival of two Konohagakure officials as they made their descent down from the second floor of the inn- a man and a woman, no visible headbands but the insignia of Konoha on their jackets. They came in swinging.

Now, Hei wasn't one to murder innocent bar mates and call it a celebration- but when he was provoked into attacking, in a pressured situation like this, he would need to find some way out of it. The Konohagakuran officials had looked at him when they'd arrived, standing near Fuu Hozuki. Surely, they had already judged him as guilty for the death of an innocent. And even if Hei ran now, he wouldn't be able to travel freely in Hi no Kuni without looking over his shoulder every few seconds. But if he killed these two... perhaps he would not have to resort to that. There and then, he'd made up his mind.

Drawing his katana and taking long strides forward, through the crowd of innocent drunkards he did not wish to harm, Hei would leap into battle with the first official that had jumped into the fray. Said battle, however, lasted less than a few seconds- Hei's katana trumping the man's held kunai. The edged blade cut cleanly across the man's torso before being stabbed into his back, through the ribs, then pulled out in one swift motion. He looked up after his kill, but saw the female official nowhere. It seemed she had gone to attack the other murderer- the Hozuki. Turning around, he struggled to look conspicuous with his katana as the small crowd inside hurried for the doors. Surely the Hozuki could deal with one Konohagakure patsy? Hei wasn't worried about it at all.

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