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[Slumdog]

There had never been a time when Seigen actually enjoyed Kaminari no kuni's weather. It's moist earth and constant storms usually left him in a state of annoyance, at least whenever he found himself out in its wilderness, hunt and training. That day, he opted to do the latter - individual training.

Fortunately, even while surrounded by damp trees, grass, and undergrowth, the area he decided to train within turned out to be relatively silent - the ideal place to perfect his skills as a shinobi. Starting with the basics, Seigen stood paralleled to a column of trees, selected only two in his frontal field of vision and used them as target practice for projectiles.

Arming himself with two senbon in each hand, both arms were outstretched thereafter and immediately whipped inwardly towards his torso in tandem with releasing the needles from his grip. Sent forth with every ounce of Seigen's available power, the group of needles zoomed across the space that separated both Seigen and the trees, vehemently pelting the wet bark.

"Bullseye! Looks like my aim is getting better and better. Heh, at this rate i'll be the best in the village."

He exclaimed while performing a triumphant gesture with his arm. Ready to try his luck a second time, both hands reached around to his lower back, ready to pick out another group of senbon with an audible snap rushed into Sei's ears.

!

Cutting a quick over-the-shoulder glance behind him, he turned sidewardly and demanded a presence.

"Is someone there?! Show yourself?"

[Sharkk]

[style=width: 350px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify;][style=float: right; margin-left: 8px;]The carbon Clave moved from Mizu no Kuni's chain of islands all across the lands, until it reached the daunting Kaminari no Kuni. The high altitudes did little to strain his lungs which were phantom like already one could say. Climbing pillars of earth that seemed to stretch on through Heaven itself, he'd peer about the lands before continuing on until he found a different sort of scenery. An area with wet trees, undergrowth and the like almost seemed jungle or slightly swamp like. The original's visit had shown none of this, then again he had only been there for a short while before moving on elsewhere. But, now there was something beautiful to find, he just could feel it.

And as he moved with the grace of a mute shadow, he made his way through the brush and various trees. Until he was about seven meters from an area where another's existence came to his notice. Watching the young, perhaps a Cloud shinobi, throwing silver slivers at his apparent target, he couldn't help, but chuckle. Perhaps the boy trained in similar arts that he himself knew. Pulling two shuriken from his pouch he'd let them fly with ferocity surely matched only by a God's, that they hit their targets. Hitting the bark at an angle that they uprooted the senbon and pinned them with their sides to the tree, he awaited the boy's reaction.

Being called out to show himself, so did he oblige the boy. Leaping from his perch and out into the open, he'd grin, his arms folded. "Good aim, good aim. Do you train in the Shageki-ha arts?"

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Keikokyori (Distance Training)
Rank: D, C, B, A, S.
Type: Passive.
Range: 0 – 50 meters.
Handseals: -
Chakra:: -
Special: This ability only increases the range and accuracy of projectiles. They do not inflict more damage, nor travel any faster through the air.

D: May throw any weapon up to 10 meters, with 100% accuracy.
C: May throw any weapon up to 20 meters, with 100% accuracy.
B: May throw any weapon up to 30 meters, with 100% accuracy.
A: May throw any weapon up to 40 meters, with 100% accuracy.
S: May throw any weapon up to 50 meters, with 100% accuracy.

Description: Although all shinobi are competent with weapons, and can throw them far with impressive accuracy, none can compare to those who practice Shageki-ha. Thanks to extensive training, the range of their projectiles is increased, with no loss of accuracy.
Domain: Shageki-ha.

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[Slumdog]

As the sound of metal colliding with metal abruptly made it's way into Seigen's ears as he called out to the hidden person or thing. His head curiously snapped back towards the two trees he'd used for his own target practice, noticing that his own projectiles were skillfully uprooted from the tree's bark. Who ever that'd been, Seigen immediately knew that their aim was undeniably good.

Looking back over his shoulder a second, he turned his body around to face the unfamiliar man properly just moments after he landed from the area's thick bough. Both eyebrows raised up in surprise and confusion as he suddenly praised Seigen's aim, fancying it to be 'good' before inquiring if he'd been trained in the Shageki arts.

Up-turning his lip into a slight frown as his mind slipped into a brief moment of deep thought, he failed to remember and specific art that went by the name 'Shageki'. Truth be told, that moment had been the very moment he figured that it existed, whatever 'Shageki' was anyway. Nevertheless, like a quiet pup, Seigen shook his head.

"Hehe thanks! But nope, I've never heard of Shageki? I think that's what you called it, isn't it? Whatever it is, it must make your aim awesomely lethal!"

Cutting a slight smile, a light bulb within his mind flipped its switch as he realized he'd never seen a man so oddly dressed, his clothing and threads seemed to have been woven from an entirely different country and culture.

"Say, you're not from around here are ya'? You dress sorta' weirder from what I usually see. "

[Sharkk]

[style=width: 350px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify;][style=float: right; margin-left: 8px;]The boy's youthful reaction and response surprised Sebastian for quite a few reasons. Why as he so welcoming of an uninvited intrusion? Why was he out training alone, when training with others how one truly grew more powerful,? Why was his guard so down during the current times of border-line war? But, perhaps Sebastian already knew the answers to the questions and simply wanted to wonder for once. Nonetheless, Sebastian took the boy's energy and joy in as a warm recovery of the rather dull norm. So he mere chuckled as he nodded, his teeth glaring in the few beams of sun light as his wickedly indecent grin exposed them.

"KUKUKUKU! It does, it really does boyo! And well that's quite shocking, most outside of it and your age couldn't hit the long side of a village gate! KUKUKUKU!"

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And as he glanced about his attire, he continued to nod. But, then again when was such a style not foreign outside a tower of intellectual business? Though he could also look like one of the prominent Yakuza that still resided in Kirigakure...mostly at least. But, the boy was ignorant enough to miss his clothing's origin. Shrugging his shoulders he nodded a few more times. "True, boy, true...I just prefer a higher class of attire, it's just the taste that soothes my wanting pallet!"[/b] And as he slid his right hand into his pants pocket, he spoke again. "But, I would bet fifty thousand ryo that you hail from the Clouds right? Y'know, the shinobi village in the heavens?!"[/b]
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[Slumdog]

Laughing at the man's statement turned compliment, Seigen's finger rubbed the bottom of his nose as he failed to contain his smile further. If he preferred that higher class taste, it only hinted towards him being pretty wealthy, maybe even rich.

Truthfully, it'd been much too early to usher in any certainty regarding to the mans wealth considering that the possibility him murdering a man for the clothes on his very back needed to remain open. For a moment, Seigen's smile turned into a look of surprise and confusion as the man made a bet that he hailed from the country's respective village - kumogakure.

The man couldn't have been more right, considering that even Seigen's kumogakure headband lay hoisted around the entirety of his waist. In tandem with a returning smile, Seigen ran his hand back and forth through his hair, laughing softly.

"Hehe! It's that obvious huh?! It's a nice place to live, a place I wanna get stronger so I can protect!"

Kumogakure, Kaminari no kuni, and even Kami no Shima, they were all simply different homes for Seigen, homes that he held in high esteem, enough to the point where he'd gladly lay down his life to protect them without even a second thought to reconsider.

"I'm Seigen, nice to meet ya!"

[Sharkk]

[style=width: 350px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify;][style=float: right; margin-left: 8px;]"Well, nice to meet ya Seigen boyo'! My names' Sebastian Alphonse Clave, one of the two leaders from Takigakure! Ever been around them parts?" The latter was unlikely, visitors and travelers had rarely visited the village prior to the wars, but now that they had happened not a single one had come. That was except for the returning villagers upon Takigakure's restoration. Using his free hand to rub his clean shaven face, Sebastian glanced over the surrounding area once more....it could be useful to spread his influence to the clouds as well...If all went well both Mist and Cloud would support him simultaneously...

Tapping his chin he'd retrieve his wallet from his pocket before flipping it open to show his shinobi id to the child. "Proof is obviously required right? Otherwise I might just sound like a wandering nut trying to falsely use a title for self-gain!"

[/b] Once ample time for viewing had ran it's course, he'd flip it shut and slide it back into his pocket where his hand once again stayed. "Now, with proof out of the way. Would you mind taking me to the village? I had visited this land once before, months back, but was unlucky as to even find a single clue to lead me in the right direction of the village. And with a third shinobi war no doubt on the horizon, urgency to meet your leader is required above all else, my people need the support of a major village."[/b]
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[Slumdog]

Sebastian Clave, a weird name initially, but it'd just been a name, a name that identified the man whether it'd been true or false. While ther offering of ones name was usually conceived as a sign of minuscule trust, it hadn't been quite enough, at least not to the point where Seigen could feel comfortable in his presence. Although his innocence and joyfulness were genuine, his general suspicions were swimming around within the forefronts of his mind and only seemed to increase with his following inquiries.

Even from a distance, Seigen demonstrated that he could perceive even the slightest of movements, evident from having rising upon the tips of his toes, looking into Sebastian's wallet with a child-like eagerness. An I.D is all Seigen saw, or the only thing that Sebastian allowed him to see. Nevertheless, after he cemented the truth behind his origins, Sebastian suddenly disclosed his true intentions.

What he had asked of Seigen registered as outstandingly appalling, enough so that it caused and forced Seigen to assume a increasingly serious approach in the conversation. Naive and ignorant about the third shinobi war, Seigen disregarded that bit, truthfully he only concerned himself with Sebastian's desire to find Kumogakure.

"You seem like an okay guy Mr. Clave, but I don't think I'd feel comfortable leading you back to my village. No offense but for all I know you could want to harm the Raikage or just Kumogakure in general. And as its young protector I can't let that happen!"

[Sharkk]

[style=width: 350px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify;][style=float: right; margin-left: 8px;]The boy's verbal response was about eighty percent predicted, leaving the twenty percent to be what he wanted to hear. Nonetheless Sebastian found himself nodding the entire time the boy spoke, he had to agree, he wouldn't just let one random individual into the village. Though, like he was doing with Kirigakure, he was merely asking for a council, thus a message would need to be delivered by the boy to the Raikage. Leaning back into his full height, his right hand still in his pants pocket, Clave spoke through his toothy grin.

"Well, I know how this works and it was pretty up front of me to ask such a thing I do agree. But, would you mind delivering the message to your dear Raikage? Telling him one half of the Brothers of The Falls is requesting a council with him? It'd be much appreciated boyo!"

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With his grin widening from ear to ear Sebastian listened as his stomach let out an audible growl. But, it was almost ghostly as if he didn't feel the real need to eat. But, there was still an urge to do so. Reaching out to a nearby tree branch with his left hand, he'd grip it as he used it as a means of physical support.
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[Slumdog]

Hands deep within his pockets, Sebastian leaned back into a full stand and spoke through a toothy grin thereafter. Speaking as if he expected -partially- Seigen's answer, he simply toned down his request to the point where he left Seigen delegated the task of receiving and delivering a message to the Raikage who he'd even met thus far. Only hearing of his name and accomplishments, he never truly had a reason to visit his office or any place on that specific floor.

Instinctively, Seigen nodded, acknowledging and accepting Sebastian's request to deliver his message to the Raikage. Rubbing his index and middle finger through the scar across the bridge of his nose, he grinned and chuckled.

"Hehe, I can at least do that much. Just sit tight, I'm not sure how long it'll take to get his attention, but I'm sure I can do it with some effort, especially if its pertaining to war. "

And just like that, he vanished in a plume of dissipating smoke, heading back towards Kumogakure with an urgent message that'd been sure to seize Eiichiro's attention.

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