Beached [ North ].
Sept 10, 2012 18:58:02 GMT -8
Post by Superguest on Sept 10, 2012 18:58:02 GMT -8
From his place on his bird Kouhei watched as Max made his way over to the body. He couldn’t tell what his fellow Iwa nin was doing, but he assumed it was checking the pulse. Why Max would even bother on such a destroyed corpse was a little beyond him, but his friend could do what he wanted. Things had certainly turned out rather violently for the group. To think when he had first arrived he had assumed all the shinobi would work together and form some sort of coalition against the Sanbi only to end up turning on them all. Now there were two dead shinobi around them and another who was attacked and had to retreat.
Kouhei felt his body stiffen as Max spoke. The young man had to fight the urge to turn his head and look out towards the destination where Sanbi awaited. He desperately wanted the Sanbi. The idea of having a bijuu working with him, as his friend, for the rest of his life was very tempting. However, he could feel his resolve slowly crumble with every word from Max. It was true that Kouhei wanted a friend for life, but Max was his friend right now. He couldn’t be sure if Max would always be there, but the man needed him and Kouhei wouldn’t let his friend down. Kouhei realized he might never get a chance at another bijuu, but for a friend it was a sacrifice he was willing to make.
The man, Gungnir, whom Kouhei finally learned his name said something akin to Max, though his was a command. Kouhei wasn’t all too keen to listen to the stranger, but it didn’t matter since his orders aligned perfectly with what he had planned on doing in the first place. With a flap of wings Kouhei’s bird crossed the distance between himself and Max. He waited for Max to hop on and then moved over to the body. His bird bent over placing what was still whole in its mouth before knocking its head back so the still form could slide down into its empty gullet. Since his creation was just clay Kouhei didn’t have to worry about any sort of stomach acids disturbing the body, but at the same time the stomach would provide a nice receptacle for it. With one last flap of wings the bird took off and Kouhei shouted back to Gungnir, ”Good luck Gungnir. I eagerly look forward to your success.” In Kouhei’s mind he had wanted to say something a little bit more commanding concerning the need for success, but in the end he was raised to be far too polite. Here was hoping he would get the next one…
[EXIT, pending Max’s own exit post]
"Common Kouhei. Gungnir can handle this, he's the commanding member of the cell right now, and he can handle the next step. I need your help reaching Iwagakure, I can't do it on my own."
Kouhei felt his body stiffen as Max spoke. The young man had to fight the urge to turn his head and look out towards the destination where Sanbi awaited. He desperately wanted the Sanbi. The idea of having a bijuu working with him, as his friend, for the rest of his life was very tempting. However, he could feel his resolve slowly crumble with every word from Max. It was true that Kouhei wanted a friend for life, but Max was his friend right now. He couldn’t be sure if Max would always be there, but the man needed him and Kouhei wouldn’t let his friend down. Kouhei realized he might never get a chance at another bijuu, but for a friend it was a sacrifice he was willing to make.
"Max is right, I'm the only Jounin from Iwagakure so therefore none are more qualified than myself...Kouhei your orders are to take Max back to Iwagakure, once you are out of this immediate area, you are to also follow any other orders Max gives you, he will be your leader at that time...
The man, Gungnir, whom Kouhei finally learned his name said something akin to Max, though his was a command. Kouhei wasn’t all too keen to listen to the stranger, but it didn’t matter since his orders aligned perfectly with what he had planned on doing in the first place. With a flap of wings Kouhei’s bird crossed the distance between himself and Max. He waited for Max to hop on and then moved over to the body. His bird bent over placing what was still whole in its mouth before knocking its head back so the still form could slide down into its empty gullet. Since his creation was just clay Kouhei didn’t have to worry about any sort of stomach acids disturbing the body, but at the same time the stomach would provide a nice receptacle for it. With one last flap of wings the bird took off and Kouhei shouted back to Gungnir, ”Good luck Gungnir. I eagerly look forward to your success.” In Kouhei’s mind he had wanted to say something a little bit more commanding concerning the need for success, but in the end he was raised to be far too polite. Here was hoping he would get the next one…
[EXIT, pending Max’s own exit post]
