THE KAZEKAGE ADMINISTRATION

[KID GAMBINO.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] ¤ THE HUMAN SANDSTORM OF SUNAGAKURE! ¤ Then it was decided. Somehow, this impromptu exchange was either going to fortify the relationship between the Sand and the Cloud, or it was going to end in the complete destruction of one another. I appreciated the excursion and trouble Genma had endured in the sake of granting me such information, but our ties for now were meager and wary; Death licked her bloodied lips with a starvation that thirsted for the outcome of the future events, and I would make sure that it would be satisfied with the lives of the Kumogakure fiends or this man alone. Since I had already determined that this was going to be something undoubtedly worth the investigation, the first order of business called for yet another meeting with the Sand Council, to discuss what the elders would acknowledge to be the most logical path to chance... But, even so, there was still one remaining problem that I couldn't wait to be more enlightened about... something that the Lightning native had nonchalantly unearthed in the midst of this encounter. The Sand Village's lineage of prestigious leaders since the initial rebirth had fallen into the darkness of the unknown, and left our ambition as a military force trembling; the Shodaime Kazekage was missing, unable to be declared alive or deceased, but we trudged forward; the Nidaime Kazekage had unfortunately followed in her footsteps, and so did the former seat-holder... and the citizens began to wonder if Sunagakure was still harmless with the superiors disappearing left and right. These occurances pissed me off to no point of reconciliation, and with the dream of someday obtaining the title of "Sandaime", I made it my own personal mission to discover their locations. The traitor continued to portray a visage of innocence, to zero effect, but my own seriousness and attention remained kept. I could understand his reasoning for wanting to return to the suggestion of entering the Sunagakure army... his plans consisted of destroying his origins, a place that he had grown to call "home", and I couldn't help but wonder if he sought to remain a faithful servant of the Sand or planned to reconstruct the obliterated foundation under a new reign. Nonetheless, I'd have to witness how these chain of events would orchestrate, and his plea to remain cleanhanded would be agreed... upon one condition. "You've come to realize that our trust for one another is somewhat ethereal at the moment, but along with some leisure and protection, I'll allow your true identity to remain seclusive. However, the information you possess foretells of an extremely unfortunate demise... and as a result, your presence is important, and I'll require constant monitoring to assure that you will not flee or be captured. Please, accept some of my finest men as your guidance while you are within Sunagakure...but, I need you to relieve one more thing before you are permitted to leave." And then, a pause, the rigor in the air became suspenseful... "The name... Soratsu Etsuko, you claim to know him personally... or to have known. The people of Sunagakure treasured him as one of our inspirational leaders, but with his sporadic departure, we were unable to conclude if he had betrayed his village... or if he were even still alive. The last sighting of the man has been more than seven years, but I feel you harbor something that would lead us to discovering what happened to him. Do you know anything that pertains to where he may have gone?" I waited. ¤ smexy template made by renni of nrp ¤

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[Yoichi]

一Turning a New Leaf

Monosuke Akira

It was settled. Yet somehow, Genma felt uncertain of how the foretold events would unfold, and he found himself pondering a single question: 'are we to become the best of friends, or the most spiteful foes'. He could see that this spirited youth, was a man of his word, and his commitment to his village and his duties stood unrivaled. Genma truly hoped the best for him, however, he had ties to a third party in this rising conflict. A mysterious and powerful woman, who resurrected him from death, and revived his ambition. For some reason or another, she saw the potential within Genma to incorporate him in her plot, or perhaps, she was using him until all his resources were emptied. At that time, he'd cut his ties before she could his throat; he trusted her least of all.

It seemed that his request would be honored, thankfully, and his company now encompassing a personal group of body guards. How convenient. He as he sat comfortably in his chair, his legs unfolded and his gaze shifted. What worth was this garrison anyways, he could slay most who crossed his path; but to ensue his journalist facade he had to play the part. Simple enough, he supposed. He assumed he'd have to keep himself busy in the meantime, at least until the Kazekage had come to a conclusion. For now, he'd occupy his time interviewing shinobi of the village, and becoming acquainted with its terrain and the buildings occupying it.

At last, the question had resurfaced as he knew it would. Soratsu Etsuko, formerly known in a past live as Uchiha Nagato. How time had passed since they last crossed paths; they ended on a blank note, discontinuing their kinship for unapparent reasons. But Genma had stuck around long enough within his hidden abode to lay witness to the events that unraveled, and the death of a uchiha seeking Soratsu's demise. How unfortunate, the building lay waste in the aftermath, but his eyes had seen his friend escape. There was no way, that such an infamous shinobi could have died thereafter. "In recent months past, I witnessed a great battle between himself and two powerful opponents. To no surprise, he triumphed, and escaped without a sufficient threat to his life. From there it is hard to say where he went, though in relation to his clan roots, I'd imagine him to have traveled to the birthplace of his lineage. Konohagakure. While I guarantee him to be among the living, I considered him a powerful entity, and I doubt that death has taken him yet. On another note, do not consider him a traitor, he is a free spirit and follows his own accord. He will likely return to your abode when the time is right...have patience," Genma elaborated, a reassuring smile crossing his face.

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[KID GAMBINO.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] ¤ THE HUMAN SANDSTORM OF SUNAGAKURE! ¤ The future of this alliance was seemingly promising, but this was merely a prediction at this point; several cold glares warned the messenger not to mistake my tolerance for weakness, but his careless facade remained unphased. For a split moment, it suddenly registered whether or not this proclaimed "traitor" was indeed the savior he appeared to be... and were it was possible that he was infact Kumogakure's own double agent? The possibility was equally imposing, and I feared bestowing my faith into one who would inevitabely be the demise of Sunagakure, but the word "risk" existed for a reason, and I'd unfortunately have to succumb to taking one. A gutsy vibe reverberated from the man's position, and I couldn't help but wonder to what extent Genma was truly capable of... his tale spoke of a Cloud Village origin, meaning that the likelihood of being a Raiton manipulator was high, but it was wise to never judge a book by it's cover. Instead, further investigation into the Lightning shinobi's own talents would have to be postponed... a more important matter awaited. Kazekage, meaning "Wind Shadow", a moniker that is also synonymous with being the greatest, most respected influence of the Sand Village... and the revelation was becoming clear: one of these apparent "leaders" was indeed hiding from the very people he had sworn to protect. Soratsu of the Etsuko family, the Uchiha prodigy that I had dreamed about tag-teaming with against the world's strongest foes... and the Nomazaki was telling me that his soul was still inhabiting this earth? The informant continued to speak, my fist tightening with irritation and his attempt to sooth the pain was meaningless. In this pathetic world of chaos and nonsense, there wasn't much that I valued with such a tame life, and those few could be described as rather childish... but when it came to the integrity and companionship of your homeland and kin... NOTHING held a more profound significance. Soratsu, Nidaime Kazekage, Nagato, whatever the hell he was going by these days... he failed to realize that his disappearance caused more harm than benefit... and his loved ones deserved an answer. "Heh... forgive me if I seem rather perturbed by this information, but you don't seem to understand. This man... our leader, our guardian, our inspiration was thought to be deceased for more than seven years now... those who adored him grieved in his absence, and the village believed that we had suffered a great loss... but suddenly, you waltz in here, and claim that in recent months, you have seen this very man well, alive, and engaged in combat?! Loyalty may mean little to you, Genma Nomazaki, but here in the Sand Village, our bonds are our foundation, and when those who rise to be viewed as 'Sunagakure's backbone' suddenly vanish from existence, it discourages the faith of the citizens and soldiers. In the end, the question of whether or not Sunagakure could still be referred to as one of the 'Five Great Nations' becomes unavoidable, and for that reason alone, it is our DUTY to assure that all defectors atone for their betrayal." The absolute silence contributed to the gravity of the situation, and I refused to be calmed and persuaded otherwise. I halted speech for a couple seconds, enabling the newcomer a chance to swallow what I had just said before continuing on. "Now, you believe Soratsu to have possibly migrated to Konohagakure, the Village Hidden in the Leaves... just as we are with Kumogakure, there is a neutrality between our villages, so we cannot assure their entire cooperation, but that suggestion is not entirely useless. You advise patience, but with an impending war, that is not something we can just toss onto the backburner for later... either he is with us, or against us. We must find Konohagakure's location soon, but in the meantime, we'll need any other venues where he was either last found or can be potentially hiding... you are our only connection to him in the past years, so your guidance is necessary." ¤ smexy template made by renni of nrp ¤

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[Kenchiro]

Meanwhile, down on the first floor, Kenchiro sauntered up to Naomi's desk, with a handful of papers. "Naomi, baby. I got good news, and I got great news. The good news is, I'm here. The great news is, I managed to sort out that little issue with the mail. Well, not exactly sorted out. More like, temporarily circumvented while discouraging future efforts in a small area. Actually, now that I think about it, 'sorted out' sounds so much more heroic, doesn't it?" He thumbed through his papers. "Anyhoo, I have a report on that, for the records. I also have a report on the incident involving the Earth Country's journalist. Be sure to read the part where I used ninjutsu to single-handedly divert a sandstorm. It's a gripping story, I think."

He chuckled. "But enough puffery. I'm not just here to collect for my services. I found a few jobs that it seems need to be done around town. If I got your blessing, and if there's no outstanding concerns, I think I'm just gonna get right down to them. Time waits for no ninja and all that rubbish." He put down the stack of papers, which contained the two aforementioned reports, the associated job postings, and the postings for his next assignments on the bottom. His work with the post office had given him a sudden appreciation for order and organization, so he had naturally checked multiple times to confirm that nothing was out of place.

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Mail Courier
Rank: D.
Shinobi Required: 1-4.
Mission Information: The Great War has taken its toll on Sunagakure. Very few mailing houses remain, leaving the postal service lacking. They are requesting a few unoccupied shinobi come down to help them catch up with mail delivery. The shinobi would be required to travel Sunagakure carrying a mail satchel (must be returned) and a courier arm band (also must be returned) and deliver mail to specified citizens.
Special Information: Repeatable.
Reward: 25 EXP & 500 Ryo.

Mail Courier v2
Rank: C.
Shinobi Required: 1-4.
Mission Information: The Postal Service of Sunagakure is requesting that a few shinobi deliver some letters to the ghetto districts of the village. Apparently, some sort of small gang calling themselves terrorists have targeted the postal service and have been stealing mail and beating couriers. There have been no reports of death yet, but tensions are rising and the couriers refuse to deliver to this section of the village anymore.. Something must be done. The shinobi will receive a mail satchel (must be returned) and a courier armband (also must be returned) and will be instructed to deliver items to the ghetto districts of the village. If the shinobi encounters the gang, they are instructed not to kill, but merely “teach them a lesson.” The gang itself is small and poses little threat to a trained shinobi, but be on your guard.
Special Information: Repeatable.
Reward: 50 EXP & 1000 Ryo.

Investigating the Desert
Rank: C.
Shinobi Required: 1.
Mission Information: In order to protect the Hidden Village of the Sand from impending threats, random shinobi are often sent beyond the village gates into the wild to scout and discover travelers that intend to infiltrate the secret location. The shinobi must simply exit through the village gates, investigate, and return with a full, written report of their adventure in the wild. However, due to the lowered expectations of difficulty pertaining to the mission, any Sunagakure ninja sent on this mission are not expected to combat or intercept potential threats, but are expected to give assistance to any inflicted, endangered civilians. The maximum amount of time spent during their adventure into the wild cannot exceed more than three days; if one does not return after that duration, they will be assumed Nuke and sought after.
Special Information: Repeatable. Intermediate.
Reward: 50 EXP & 1,000 Ryo.

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Water Delivery
Rank: D.
Shinobi Required: 1-4.
Mission Information: Akemi Kato is an elderly member of the village who is no longer able to traverse through the strong winds to fetch her water rations. She lives alone in a house near the village gates. Because of this, she has put in a request with the Kazekage that a few kind shinobi bring her enough water to last her for a few days. She expects to be treated with respect; so long as this requirement is fulfilled, she will continue to pay for delivery services.
Special Information: Repeatable.
Reward: 25 EXP & 500 Ryo.

Clean-up Time!
Rank: D.
Shinobi Required: 1-4.
Mission Information: The Shinobi World War was devastating, not just for the population but for the hidden villages as well. Some volunteers are required to pick up debris—such as broken glass, rock, and more—around Sunagakure no Sato. If there is time, some might consider replacing any windows that were shattered in the conflict.
Special Information: Repeatable.
Reward: 25 EXP & 500 Ryo.

Vendor Dispute
Rank: D.
Shinobi Required: 1-4.
Mission Information: A dispute between vendors has broken out in the market, and a shinobi is requested to solve the issue. No information is presented on the dispute itself. Proceed with caution and act as a mediator.
Special Information: Repeatable.
Reward: 25 EXP & 500 Ryo.

[Yoichi]

一Turning a New Leaf

Monosuke Akira

Rokuto's investment in this former kazekage was detrimental, the shift in atmosphere was disturbing enough to make Genma cringe. Instead, he maintained his composure, never beating and eye in his gaze. Readying his response, he was slow to let it seep from thin rose lips. Only amplifying the thirst for an answer. Building a well deep within his comrade before he revealed anymore light on the situation. "There may be information tucked away in the crevices of his crumbled abode, but that is in the Upper Yard of Kaminari no Kuni, and his hideout was destroyed in the battle I spoke of."

On the note of battle, and impending war ordained that Sunagakure must rally its troops, however, in spite of their power, their numbers were insufficient to thrive in the midst of a large battlefield in their current shape. In fact, it was hard to imagine how they even held the name of one of the five great nations, they had fallen from former glory. Nonetheless, not all hope was lost. Diplomacy was a powerful tool, too long forgotten in the method of warring states. In the far regions of Kusa no Kuni lay a powerful force of shinobi, under the unity of a more dominant leader. She, could be their ace in the hole.

"I have a suggestion for you, my dear Kazekage. Rather than relying on a wandering shinobi to back your force, if i may, i would suggest you seek alliance elsewhere. Perhaps Kusagakure, who is known for their power, and has mostly been uninvolved in the matters of the great nations," the shinobi cooed, a feint smile gracing his lips.

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[KID GAMBINO.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] ¤ THE HUMAN SANDSTORM OF SUNAGAKURE! ¤ The finite Sun continued to descend into the horizon, and just as the blessing of daylight was coming to a temporary end, the same could be said for the conversation between Genma and myself. The utmost importance was certainly held by rejuvenating the diminishing pride of the Sand Village, but the matter concerning the Nidaime Kazekage was unforgivably personal. However, the Nomazaki suggested his current location potentially being in the Hidden Leaf Village, while his former hideout resided in... Kami no Shima?! There had been rumors about the destruction that was plaguing the Upper Yard, and it was almost discouraging to send an infantry for a cursed land, but sacrifices would have to be made. Genma's information persuaded me that the Uchiha could've been a participant in this event, but the clues didn't grant anymore than searching for a needle in a haystack... and that foreshadowed an eventual investigation that would end in failure. Momentarily, the best option was to extract as much as I could from the traveler for when the time came, and to focus on the most crucial problems that was threatening the life of Sunagakure. Immediately, Genma's original reason for journeying to the Sand resurfaced, and then came another recommendation, one that involved the minor nation of the Grass... Kusagakure. The idea was intriguing and the resolve of the recently-reborn village was undoubtedly powerful, especially with the news of their feat against the Yonbi assault. I never considered extending a hand toward the other villages when the true problem lied within our own confines, but if the details of Kumogakure's secret corruption were true, then preferring a village alliance didn't sound half-bad. The Cloud Village appeared to be docile and innocent, but it was inquisitive whether or not the lack of inter-village communication would act as the catalyst for imminent hostility. There was one solution that came to mind, an event that would conjoin the lands' influential voices and demand the exposure of the Ninja World's greatest armies... the had to be another Kage Summit. "Kusagakure... the Villlage Hidden in the Grass? I must say, you do bring up a fine point, as their return has certainly raised a brow from the Five Great Nations. I will make sure to address and consider it when I speak with my colleagues, but for now, I require some privacy to contemplate what will be our next move. Once again, I am extremely grateful for your cooperation... please, I'm sure you need the time to recuperate more than anyone else here." Sincerely, I stood from the royal seat and reached out for a handshake with a trusting smile, hoping that the man would respond with the same gesture. This was the start of something that would be unforgettable. "Genma Nomazaki, welcome to Sunagakure! Pray that this alliance will grant firm and swift justice against the evil that resides in the Hidden Cloud Village..." ¤ smexy template made by renni of nrp ¤

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[KID GAMBINO.]

Meanwhile, on the bottom floor, the atmosphere was busy and ignorant of the important business being held elsewhere. Just as she always was occupied with, the beautiful blonde was typing away blissfully behind her counter, when the arrival of the humorous Genin known as Kenchiro suddenly appeared from the distance. She had to admit, out of the vast amount of Genin that inhabited the Sand Village, this was one spunky and memorable child, and with his fleetingly recurring completion of missions, it was obvious that his future was bright... whether it meant continuing forward to be one of Sunagakure's greatest or he simply had his "one-shot wonder" moment in the spotlight.

"Haha, great work, Kenchiro... you are doing just fine for a Genin. Your next mission is ready to go!"

+ KENCHIRO; EXP, RYO, AND MISSIONS APPROVED!

[Yoichi]

一Turning a New Leaf

Monosuke Akira

The sun now falling beneath the horizon, a dark glow took over the lands under rising moonlight. A heavenly white painted the Kazekage's chamber with new appeal, creating a godly mood in the conclusion of their pact. Genma could only hope that he hadn't signed his soul away, to betray this man was to catch the attention of death's gaze. He was hardly a man of reprieve, the foul talk of their former kage gone missing only made this fact apparent. Thin digits pulled rolled tobacco from his coat sleeve, hooking the spliff on his lips as he searched for a light.

Absent of a fire source, a small sparrow crackled to life. The electricity coursing through its small frame, fabricated of the purest lightning ignited the head of his smoke, and he took a long drag before the small bird died out. "Thank you for your generosity, I will see you in the morning," he mused, letting out a long breath, at which smoke curled upwards in arcane fashion. Turning his back to the kazekage, he pressed on towards the exit, casually tossing his fingers up as sign of 'farewell'. "Goodnight friend..." he uttered before disappearing through the large wooden slabs. A posse of guards now accompanied the young journalist in his travels, but for now, he was off to endure a great slumber. One much needed after such a courageous act. Soon. Soon the chants of war would fill the halls of this city. This city, and the next; war is coming.

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[KEITH]

+95 @ laz
+95 @ genma

[Forsaken]

RAve yawned and placed a scroll on the receptionists desk still relitively tired. "I completed this with the now current kazekage. who was a jounin at the time so he was squad leader"

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(the one we did laz)

[marvolous.]

Silence.

Not a sound marked my entrance to the Kazekage building, I just quite literally just appeared, bypassing the village's security completely. It had been years since I last visited the village's main hub, but it never changes; even with the remodeling and the movement of locations, the many seals I had prepared many years ago still remained present in the foundation.

"You know what to do." I spoke, as if to myself, before vanishing once more. There, left in my place was a single Shadow Clone, his appearance disguised and altered due to the use of a simple Henge.

Step one was completed.

[Messatsu!]

Having gained complete and total clearance from Sunagakure's gate guards, Masuyo successfully made his way through the busy villages public streets, carrying a limp man who'd seemingly been unconscious. Although the journey proved to be overly short, it warranted the uncountable number of prying eyes that fixated upon Masuyo as he carried an intruding ninja over his right shoulder like a tourist would their luggage. Nonetheless, Masuyo remainedo diligent throughout the entire task, up until he stood just outside of the Kazekage's office and raised a hand to knock on the door. That same hand lunged forward, yet, hesitated in knocking and obtaining the Kazekage's attention. Reflecting over the subject, he remembered Soratsu had no longer been the village's leader, which only meant that a meeting had never taken place.

Having no desire to draw unwanted attention, Masuyo cut a quick glance back over his shoulder, presuming that Ryuuji trailed not too far behind. If Ryuuji truly kept up with the Sennin's pace, his had jerked forward towards the door, silently encouraging that he, an official Sunagakure ninja, knocks and takes the lead into the office.

[Shinryu]

'Tch. He wants me to knock? Alright, Whatever.'

I took the prompt from Masuyo, and knocked on the door, letting my voice rang out to the guards; Or at least, the guards that should've been there. Whether or not the Kage himself was in was yet to be seen. Some say he had gone missing; other that he was merely taking stress leave. Rumors were everywhere about where he had gone, but no one seemed to understand the truth of his disappearance. It mattered not for our purposes. All we needed to do was drop off the fool we'd captured and collect our rewards. The council alone would be enough to see to that, surely.


"Nakajima Ryuuji, bearing a captured foreign prisoner and escort who aided in the restraining effort. We seek audience with the Kazekage and his council, and detainment for the foreign intruder."

Following that, I would wait for us to be flagged through, and for the prisoner to be taken from us and incarcerated by the anbu. The wait surely wouldn't be a long one.

[風影]

"Nakajima Ryuuji--"

I did not need to hear the rest of his words to know just who I was dealing with. The village was large, filled with many men and women I was now responsible for; so, of course, I had taken it upon myself to get accustomed to his file. There wasn't much to be read, frankly. Fortunately, I had the perfect opportunity to get to know him.

"Hold on, hold on." I coughed, a simple bound and leap bringing me to the front of my office. I opened the door, then, my gaze falling on whom I assumed was the man who had just spoken. "Come on in, gentlemen. Take a seat anywhere you choose." Though my words were loose, my hand guided them to the two chairs before my desk.

Whether or not they chose to sit down, I headed back to my own chair before collapsing in it's embrace.

"So you must be Ryuuji..." I pointed at him. "And that means you must be Masuyo. Strange, I pictured you much younger. Oh, silly me--" I had almost forgotten that I was new to the office and that they wouldn't have a clue who I was.

"My name's Raizel, I'm the new Kazekage."

[Messatsu!]

A voice on the opposite side of the dual doors called out to the unlikely duo, requesting that they momentarily sit tight as the alleged Kazekage welcomed them into his humble abode. Within seconds, the doors to the Kazekages's office opened, revealing a spacious room occupied by an unfamiliar face. No later, after the doors opened, had the man returned to his seat and offered both Masuyo and Ryuuji their own seats, which undoubtedly registered as an overly generous offer considering the mans political stance. Nonetheless, the acceptance of the mans offer became evident as Masuyo stepped towards the seat, lifted the limp prisoner from his shoulder, and placed him slowly onto the ground next to the chair prior to sitting down. The Sennin's right hand remained wrapped around the masked man's own with an iron grip and had no desire to be released.

A quick, succession of nods verified that Masuyo caught, understood and heeded each word and fell from his parted lips. Thereafter, a name had been given, Raizel to be specific. About his name, the what struck Masuyo as weird had been the fact that the name itself held little weight, especially since it was a name that Masuyo had never her of, however, oddly enough, the man seemed to know him instead. Seated and settled, Masuyo -for the moment- remained shrouded in silence which allowed and suggested that Ryuuji did all of the talking.