quest! see no evil

[Q]

Saliva was threatening to spill forth from the man’s mouth as he looked at the picture that hung from the wall. Two hands rose up, the fingers delicately plucking the picture like fruit from a tree and bringing it close to a pair of dark brown eyes. Hot breath fogged the glass of the frame, forcing the hand of the mysterious man to quickly use his sleeve to clear it. For a moment thoughts of lust overtook his mind, lust for his lost loved one, his dearest, his fiancé, his—

“Guh--!” A bloodied gurgle broke the illusion he was trapped in. The picture turned from glass and wood to cold sand. It spilled through his fingers and fell to the broken, dirtied ground. Eyes followed it, focusing on the blade of a katana that had entered his back and came out through his stomach. “D-damn…it…”

A moment later the blade ripped itself from the back of the Suna-Nin. For a moment he stumbled, his eyes looking around the broken shack he was in, his last memories of the illusion he had just been freed of. Grasping the wound at his stomach, he whispered out something unheard before collapsing to the ground. The same katana that had severed his spine came back down, removing head from shoulders.

“And another one bites the dust,” The murderer hummed, cleaning off the black and red blade before sheathing it at his side and waltzing out.

QUEST!
See no Evil.

The meeting was urgent and important. The elders of Sunagakure no Sato, the power behind the Kazekage, had decided that enough was enough. For you, Etsuko Rekka, this was the worst case scenario—the situation had gotten far out of hand.

Entering into the council hall, you would see that the six elders sat at the round table, the seat at the head empty and reserved for you. In the back of the room were the statues of the previous Kazekage, each one famous in their own right. Depending on how you lead the village, including how you acted at his meeting, the possibility existed for your likeness to be carved into Suna’s walls.

“Please,” One of the elders began, his head wrapped in Kaze no Kuni’s familiar traditional turban. “Have a seat, Kazekage-Sama.”

[KEITH]

I FEEL THE EVIL!

In times like these, it had always seemed like there was something in the world that men could never reach. Nor could they even understand, due to the complexities of everything that was in this world. Perception was everything, and unless you perceived something the correct way, you wouldn't understand it. The mysteries that existed within the world, that man could never obtain or uncover the secrets of required one to see them from a unique perspective. These were just some of the ideas that had flown around in the head of the young Kazekage, as he said upon a chair within his own bedroom, looking out into the sky.

His scarlet hues had set upon the afternoon sky which had sat up over the village. The young Kazekage had always found himself seriously thinking over things like this, and he couldn't help himself really. He had a curious mind, and he just loved mysteries. He was the kind of man that would try to look at things in every possible way as he could, he wanted to truly understand everything within the world, and he wouldn't mind taking his time to make sure he looked on the inside and outside of the box.

He had been like this for as long as anyone could remember, really. He just loved mysterious and the wonders of the world, it was said to be his only weakness. He didn't just get up this morning and started thinking about these kinds of things, though. Reports had come in this morning that a Suna-nin was discovered out in the desert of Kaze no Kuni earlier this morning.

From the reports, it was said that he had been taken under and illusion before he was murdered. This in itself isn't mysterious, but a recent census within the village had been filed, and it purely stated that there wasn't that many shinobi in Sunagakure that studied in the art of Genjutsu, let alone one strong enough to take down a higher ranking shinobi. So, this in itself was the mystery, it probably wasn't a shinobi of Sunagakure, but then again, one would never know. As he had sat upon his room, a young woman, dressed in the traditional robes of Sunagakure had knocked upon the door of the Kazekage's room within the administration building.

He would answer to the knocking, allowing her to come into the room.

("Kazekage-Sama, the council would like an audience with you within the conference room.")

The young female had said with a smile, and then bowed to him. His scarlet hues had set upon her figure; his eyes traced her body, and analyzed it before he would rise up to his feet, making his way after the woman as she exited out of the room. After that, he would walk a separate path from her, and headed toward the way of council's meeting room. As he made his way through the floors, he had noticed all the people in the building working on their daily jobs, while he continued to do nothing this entire day.

Or, rather he wasn't doing anything yet. His eyes had carried bags under them, as if he hadn't gotten a lot of sleep, and maybe hinting that he was tired, but those who had seen him on a normal everyday basis had known that this is how he had always looked. He spends his times every day, staying up all night to read up on mysteries all around the world, with hopes of getting to go and explore them for him, and solve the mysteries. For that was his sole duty in life.

Once he had stepped into the room, he could see the council already setting at the rounded table. One of them had told him to sit; he had taken his seat at the head of the table, looking out towards all of them. He had worn traditional robes of Sunagakure as well, though without the turban, and without sandals upon his feet, preferring to go barefoot. He had sat back in his seat, folding his arms behind his head, as he had crossed his feet and sat them upon the table.

He made himself relaxed, he didn't really like this sort of serious meeting among the council, but he had no choice. So, he thought he could at least make himself comfortable and relaxed.

("Good afternoon, Council. What brings about this meeting today?")

He had known why this meeting was called for, but, he really didn't know what else to say to strike up the conversation among the council.

[♠Solo♠]

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