Guard Duty[m]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 10px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 125px; margin-right: -115px;]tagged;; name here words;; word count notes;; notes credits;; template by jetplane of love stamp[/style] [style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;] SPOILER: Click to show Rank: C. Shinobi Required: 2-4. Mission Information: Sunagakure no Sato is dangerously low on ANBU because of the war. Eligible Genin may gain some good experience by standing guard at the village gates for a shift, giving the ANBU time to rest and recuperate. If any nuke-nin appear or a threat is detected, Genin are to return immediately to the village to report the incident. Chuunin and above may remain and protect Sunagakure as necessary. Special Information: Repeatable. Any difficulty setting may partake, but keep in mind that if the village is attacked during your stay you may be in danger. Reward: 50 EXP & 1000 Ryo. It was an bright Sunday morning, Shou just found him self waking up from a great’s night rest whipping the coal from his eyes. “What’s on the menu today.” he would say to his self as he looked into the mirror. The image in the mirror was metsu, his other side “So I feel like taking control today, so you know what that means right?” the image in the mirror would go on to say as shou’s eyes widen a little. “Ok what ever floats ya boat, you can have the wheel today bro.” He would say as he took an elongated blink. “Ahhh that’s more like it, Let’s get the fuck out of here, Let’s hope they got some killer shit avaliable.” Metsu would say as he started to put on his clothing on. Making his way down to the Kage resident’s for the first time in a while, it didn’take long before he would ntoice the large mass of people visiting the Kazakage’s domain for what ever reason. But one in side it seemed like an clear had been cleared straight to the missions board, but as soon as he arrived in front of the mission panel his name would would be called out, “Shoumetsu report to my desk, Shoumetsu can you please report to my desk.” A voice from the intercom’s would boom through out the room, once the voice finished everyone went back to what they were doing. “Fuck, I hope this not some lame, ass shit.” He would say as he redirected his self to the receptionist desk. “Shoutmetsu Hyuuga, you have been assigned and mission today and you will be accompanied by one of your fellow genin for this one, so here is the mission slip go wait over there until the boy shows up. “Well isn’t this some shit.” He would say as he walked over to the wall and leaned up against a wall. “Fuck they want me to do guard duty again, this some bull shit. well at least I don’t have to suffer this shit by my self.” he would say as he sucked his teeth and continued to wait on theis partner of his. “He needs to hurry up, so we can get this shit up.” 'metsu, don’t kill our partner please, or have any accidents that I will have to regret.’ Shou’s voice would ring through his head, he would shake his head a little bit to get the noise out of his head. 'I’m serious.’ [/style]

[Naitome]

[enter]

--| Naitome walked into brightness; the disc sun glimmering at its edges like a mirage as heat settled over the desert-made-city. His eyes were unused to the light, and he squinted in discomfort, rubbing away the fog of lost sleep, irritated. He had been walking for hours. Lazy loops 'round the same stretch of Sunagakure, process of familiarization and boredom. It wasn't long before he found himself not far from the Tower Square, blue kimono brushed aside impatiently by dust thrown wind. He pushed his hands absentmindedly through his hair. Coughed. Cleared his throat with some small trace of nervousness before approaching the young man with which his guard duty shift could begin.

"I am called Musouka, i've been stationed for guard duty as well. Should we begin our rounds now, or will others be accompanying us?"

He asked of the turquoise-haired youth, his fingers finding the hilt of Waking Dream to tap rhythmically along its hilt.

"Have you done this before?"

He added soon after.

[Shinryu]

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[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, height: 297px; padding-left: 90px; padding-right: 78px; padding-bottom: 85px;width: 500px; background: url(http://i749.photobucket.com/albums/xx133/kyarra_arrayk/alphard/back_bottom_002.png), btable][atrb=style, height: 170px; width: 310px][style=font: arial 16px/10px lilyupc; color: #730000; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px; height: 170px; overflow: auto; width: 330px; opacity: 0.6; scrollbar-3d-light-color:#912420; scrollbar-arrow-color:#B87C7C; scrollbar-base-color:#000000; scrollbar-dark-shadow-color:#912420; scrollbar-face-color:#912420; scrollbar-highlight-color:#000000; scrollbar-shadow-color:#000000;] "Well, fuck. Ain't this some shit, eh bro?" The surlier of the two twins rolled his eyes, as he was met by the messenger at his home. To say he had intruded on a rather interesting sight was fair. Masao was sitting at his kitchen table, eating a bowl of oatmeal. Of course, he was in his underwear, which was what made it awkward. Then again, the simple fact that someone had entered unannounced while he ate his breakfast was quite enough to piss off Masao. 'People these days just don't have any fucking manners.' That said, he listened idly while the boy explained the situation, continuing to eat his breakfast while the timid messenger looked rather scared of his demeanour. Apparently he had a mission to fulfill, as dictated by the Kazekage himself. Just his fucking luck. "C'mon, Masao, don't be such an asshole. The poor kid's just doing his job!" The voice would come from seemingly nowhere, but of course, it was Isao speaking, his head hidden behind that of his brothers, the rest of their bodies fused together. The younger boy might have believed it to be a jeer, if not for the fact that Masao had a mouthful of spoon and meal when the words bellowed out. Either way, the dominant brother would push his seat out, and brush the hair out of his face, staring up at the kid. "Whatever. I'll be along in a bit. Gotta get dressed n' shit. You don't have to wait." He said the words harshly, because he had no wish for a child to occupy his living space while he was in another room, leaving him ample opportunity to try and steal something. He could feel Isao mentally chiding him for being so brash, but they both agreed that the kid was gonna have to go. Scratching his chest, Masao got to his feet, before stretching, and tossing the empty bowl in the sink. He began to walk towards the bedroom at the other end of the apartment, turning his back to the boy. As he did so, Isao's head shot up and smiled. "Sorry. He's a bit of a dick sometimes. Anyway, you can head out now, we'll be right behind you.~" And so they were. Although they took a quick shower first, the twins were soon garbed and ready to roll. Carrying their standard load out of weaponry, as well as having a bow and quiver strung over-shoulder, the two genin who were joined as one would leave their home, heading swiftly for the office of the kazekage. It wouldn't take long to get there. With a bit of a yawn from Masao, the orange-clad brothers would make their way inside the facility, looking around for the person they'd been told to meet with. Masao thought of him reverently as 'the punk with the white eyes', however, Isao recalled the boys name as being Hyuuga Shoumetsu. Their eyes would scan the building, before finding someone who matched the description. "So, you're the guy?" Masao would prompt, walking up and quirking an eyebrow. "I guess I'm your partner for gate duty, or whatever. Some fucking bullshit assigning us on missions now, but wartime and all that shit, I guess. I'm Soushi Masao. I take it you're... ah... fuck, help me out Isao..." The boy stumbled on the words for a few more seconds before his brother aided him, following a long sigh. "His name is Hyuuga Shoumetsu. How did you forget that already?" "Hey, shut up, you. Don't make me separate and kick the shit outta you, 'cause I'll do it, you snarky little bastard." "Must you do this in public, Masao? It's fucking embarrassing." To anyone who couldn't see the second head of the twins, it would appear much like a ventriloquist's show. However, to those who could, it was little more than sibling rivalry, at its finest. "Tch. Fine, whatever. Guess we should do this shit." Masao spoke rather distastefully as he thought of the upcoming mission, before nodding to the Hyuuga. "The retard on my back is my brother Isao. Knowing him, he's gay for you already." "Goddamn it, Masao, if you don't shut up, I'm going to bury my foot so far up your ass-" "See what I mean? Total homo." [/style]

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[style=font: normal 9px/0px ming liu; color: #000000; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; width: 500px;]credit to KIAN of LOVE STAMP[/style]

[tigaevo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 10px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 125px; margin-right: -115px;]tagged;; name here words;; word count notes;; notes credits;; template by jetplane of love stamp[/style] [style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;] "I am called Musouka, i've been stationed for guard duty as well. Should we begin our rounds now, or will others be accompanying us?" A boy would approached the Hyuuga with eye's full of nervousness, Metsu would look down upon the much smaller boy with a curious look. 'Why is he so small, I don't understand it. Should he even be allowed on our team?' Shou's voice would float through his head as The Hyuuga's eye's continued to focus on the much smaller Shinobi. "Have you done this before?" the boy would continue to say as they stood there waiting for there last teammate. "Wow..... But anyway the name is Metsu, and we are waiting on the last member of our temporary team." Metsu would say as he folded his arms and scanned the room. 'I hope the next guy isn't an dawf.' Metsu's voice would float through his head as he let off a small amount of laughter. 'So do you remember what the guy we are waiting on look's like?' Shoumetsu's voice would float through his head once more. "Why yes, Yes I do. I was told he was an guy, with orange skin, he also has another guy with him that's all the details I got." Metsu would say aloud even though he wasn't talking specifically to anyone." 'There he is!' Shou would voice would ring once more as the white eye Shinobi zoomed in on the boy. "He look's interesting." he would would say with the same curious eye's as before. 'Welp he's coming our way.' he thought as the boy quickly closed the distance, when he arrived in front of the Hyuuga, Metsu would quickly scan him over once before the man had a chance to speak. "seems, good even though he has a unusual Chakra flow." Metsu would say right before the introductions started. The boy would go on to say his name was Soushi Masao, but he wasn't alone he had someone attached to his back. Metsu's initial response to him was to laugh because how weird he looked. "Well this shall be interesting, I never met anyone quite like you two before, Sounds like we about to have our selves and good ass time." The Hyuuga would say as he turned away from the 3 behind him. "Let's go get this shit over with." Metsu would say as he made his way out the building. 'Metsu, that guy remind me of you.' Shoumetsu's voice would ring through his head once more. "Shut the fuck up, I'm the one and only metsu, shou." He would muttered to him self so only he could hear it. [/style]

[Naitome]

--| The turquoise haired youth would preen with all the pretentiousness of a soon-to-be dead child and for all his size, seemed mentally dwarfed as compensation. He spoke in a condescending, halting manner, as if listening for a response to his questions from a voice that only he could hear. Pathetic...Naitome thought. Levels of arrogance escalated to the point that this 'Metsu' character had seemed to master were usually signs of a lack of skill. He shrugged casually as the boy seemed to dismiss answering whether or not he'd performed Guard Duty before, and Naitome turned his attention to their other partner...partners.

"Musouka."

Naitome replied, in response to hearing Soushi Masao's name. He gave a quick and polite nod before turning and cracking the knuckles of his hands and neck.

"Enough dawdling. The sooner this 'mission' is completed, the sooner we can all be rid of the stresses of social civility and manners. We should go now."

Naitome let out a brief sigh, and before waiting to hear an answer, would head towards the guards entrance at the village gates, eager to begin their rounds.

[Shinryu]

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[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, height: 297px; padding-left: 90px; padding-right: 78px; padding-bottom: 85px;width: 500px; background: url(http://i749.photobucket.com/albums/xx133/kyarra_arrayk/alphard/back_bottom_002.png), btable][atrb=style, height: 170px; width: 310px][style=font: arial 16px/10px lilyupc; color: #730000; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 0px; height: 170px; overflow: auto; width: 330px; opacity: 0.6; scrollbar-3d-light-color:#912420; scrollbar-arrow-color:#B87C7C; scrollbar-base-color:#000000; scrollbar-dark-shadow-color:#912420; scrollbar-face-color:#912420; scrollbar-highlight-color:#000000; scrollbar-shadow-color:#000000;] "Musouka, eh?" There was a half-chortle made by the dominant body, with a wry smirk plastered over the offender's face. The new guy was something unexpected. The messenger had informed the twins of only one teammate. Perhaps this guy just volunteered to join along while they were en route? Either way, he appeared to be far more competent than the Hyuuga, and far more ruthless as well. That was something Masao could respect, even though he took offense to the idea of being ordered around. A bored shrug manifested itself, as Masao would turn the twin's shared vessel to follow the shortest of the three bodies. That said, Masao kept his penetrating gaze locked on the stoutest of their group, and a flurry of thoughts passed between both he and his twin, their minds linked together by means of their very nature. 'I dunno, Masao, this guy seems kinda sketchy. I think he's got a short-person complex.' 'You mean a midget complex?' 'Goddamn it, I wish you'd take things seriously. I'm sick of the act. They can't read your thoughts, you know.' 'Oh, forgive me, brother. Was my bumbling oaf impression not to your taste?' 'It gets old, fast. Why the hell do you have to do this again?' 'Well, strictly speaking, I don't have to, but it never hurts to present a facade to your opponents, by means of coaxing them to underestimate your capabilities.' 'But we're in the city, you idiot. We don't have any enemies here.' 'I suppose that's true, but you never know who might turn on us, and it never hurts to have an upper-hand.' 'You're just paranoid-' 'Did I mention that it's fun being callous?' 'And an asshole-' 'It's so much fun watching people get offended...' 'who I'm ASHAMED to call my brother.' 'Hey. That's low Isao. Just because you don't grasp the subtlties of my planning doesn't mean that you have to disown me.' The argument continued on silently, back and forth, as their body walked inexorably onward toward their destination. Glowing yellow eyes stared into the desert sands as the raging mental discourse continued, but to anyone else, they would merely see a brooding boy with two heads walking by, one of which was laying rather inactive at the moment. Of course, his teammates would also likely find him rather unresponsive as well. Any questions asked would likely recieve sharp, one word answers, while the two twins locked horns. 'Also, why did you say I was gay?!' 'Maybe because you hug everything that walks?' 'Oh, please. You're so crude.' 'And you're effeminate. I wouldn't have said anything if I didn't think it held at least some merit.' 'Come off it. You share my thoughts. You KNOW I think about women at least as often as you do.' 'That's half of what makes me unsure. I mean, do you do it because you're honestly interested in them, or because you're trying to hide something?' 'You realize I could use that exact same argument against you, right?' 'Ah, but I'm not the one running around hugging strangers, am I?' '...Fuck you, Masao. Just... Fuck you.' 'See?! That's exactly the kind of thing I'm getting at!' 'AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!' Sensing his victory, the sullen head of Masao would rear up from staring at the sand, bearing a grin. "So, either of you two thinking about joining this war shenanigans? I might sign up myself, if they'll let me. Then again, I'll have to drag Hippie McLoveandPeace back here with me, and that'll just make for a dandy time." The other head was silent, still fuming from his earlier humiliation. He had a thousand things he wanted to say and think, but he was just too nice a brother to go down that route. Unlike his asshole twin, he didn't think it was fun to hurt others, for entertainment purposes or otherwise. [/style]

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[style=font: normal 9px/0px ming liu; color: #000000; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; width: 500px;]credit to KIAN of LOVE STAMP[/style]

[tigaevo]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 10px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 125px; margin-right: -115px;]tagged;; name here words;; word count notes;; notes credits;; template by jetplane of love stamp[/style] [style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;]As they exited the building, the smaller kid would start to speak again. 'I wonder why that kid's so stiff, he must have some strict parents.' Metsu's voice would float through his head as they strolled through the village. "Well fuck if I know, but the kid does act like he's about 30 year's old." Metsu would say as his arms swayed with his walk. 'Maybe you should ask him why he act's like that, I don't think that's healthy.' the genin's voice would ring through his head once more as he let out and small laugh to him self. 'And what about the two guy's connected to each other, that's some weird shit isn't it.' the shinobi's voice would echo through his head, "Yeah, but fuck look at us It's two of us, we share the same body and I talk to my self like 3/4th's of the day." He would say to him self so only he could hear him self speak. 'True. But in other news your ready for the war right? I think these guys will be your teammate.' Metsu's voice would seamlessly float through his head. "Mmmmm I'm good bro, I know you won't even thinking of coming out while we are at war." the Hyuuga would say as he fixed his face once more. "So, either of you two thinking about joining this war shenanigans? I might sign up myself, if they'll let me. Then again, I'll have to drag Hippie McLoveandPeace back here with me, and that'll just make for a dandy time." Masao would go on to say as the approached the city gates. "Fuck I'm ready, I'm pumped for this shit." The Hyuuga would say with a little bit more seriousness in his voice. "So far from what I know, we are just going to terrorize that village. It should be fun, maybe would could work together." He would say as he hinted a little smile towards the duo behind him. In due time they finally arrived to the place where the gates used to be, even though the Hyuuga had seen a countless amount of times it still bothered him, that his home town's gates had been destroyed for what reason he wouldn't know. "Well, welcome to the shit hole better known as Sunagakure's gates." [/style]

[tigaevo]

bbl

[Shinryu]

(Yeah, ditto. Dropping outta here until Naitome's back.)

[¤ Tenkai ¤]

Shoumetsu ;; 24 exp added

Naitome ;; 10 exp added

Masao ;; 20 exp added