-Thunder March [Travel]

[Not Masakuni]

-On Whispered Steps

Flick.

His coat, swaying in the wind, was pulled close to his body, shielding him from the wind. He closed vermillion eyes for a long moment, taking in a deep breath. The air tasted sweet, like summer fruit and swaying grains. He would miss his home. He took a few quiet steps, golden stalks brushing against his legs as he made his way towards the forest that stood on the edge of the horizon. It had been good to stay, even if only for a few weeks, in the home of his fallen comrades. He understood them better, now.

Step.

Soft feet carried him away from the land of his allegiance. The grass beneath his feet began to flicker away, flashing by as his slow gait began to accelerate. Before long, he found himself beneath the trees, their canopy filtering the light coming from the noon-day sun. With a few quick motions, feet laced with chakra would plant themselves against the trunk of such arboreal tower. With quick steps, he rose to the level of the lowest branches, using them as springboards to travel from one tree to the next.

Before long, the caliber of trees he was travelling amongst began to change. Swaying, broad-leafed canopies thinned into cones of thin needles, as the ground below went from lush to sparse. A soft loam covered the ground where flowers once flourished, and the calls of ravens replaced the myriad of tropical birds that inhabited Kusa no Kuni. The air misted as he exhaled it, turning his breath into a miniature cloud of shivering particles of visible moisture. He stopped for a moment, surveying his surroundings...

-Travel To Kaminari No Kuni

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-Equipment

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[.DEVIOUS]

Moved.

[¤ Tenkai ¤]

♪ Sometimes it lasts
in love, but sometimes
it hurts instead. ♫

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❥ searching for gold; HayliNe

Sturdy little feet would tip-top across the long Kaminari no Kuni mountain trails as the youthful blonde was cheerfully whistling a familiar tune. It had been a while since she was finally free from performing her shinobi-like duties, and she was sure as hell going to spend it doing pretty much nothing of importance! It had been a rough for weeks for her since returning from an unexpected war with Kirigakure no Sato, however, she planned to ensure that she was going to refresh her mind and take as much time as she needed to recover.

Her beautiful baby blue kimono danced effortlessly with the light breezes in the afternoon air. Despites being in her home land, she still carried a few hidden weapons beneath her dress just in case of an emergency--but otherwise she seemed to be a carefree lady roaming the land. She was feeling quite sporadic and wanted to just be wild! Giggling as she began to charge head-forward towards the mountain, the young woman would leap and pour her spiritual energy into her feet. Using her chakra as a medium, she would use it to balance on the mountain sideways and begin to run up it.

There was not method to her madness, but she decided that it would be fun to climb about fifteen meters high and rest at a platform on the side of the mountain. Maybe she could tease in-coming travelers from her new position above them? The girl was clearly bored, but quite gifted. 'Hrm, I wonder who my next victim will be~?'

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[Not Masakuni]

-From Beneath

Hrm.

Fushoku Shiro walked along the path, his mouth twisted into a wry frown. He had heard rumours of a lost fuuinjutsu being used in Kaminari no Kuni, but it was just a rumour. He had followed up on half a dozen such leads, and none of them were resolving into anything solid. He had learned a great deal about all sorts of sealing techniques and Body Flicker variants, but nothing had led him to the teleportation seal he had his eyes on. He shrugged his shoulders, a liquid motion that rolled down to his feet.

As he rounded the corner, however, he found his attention drawn upwards. Above him, on a ledge of the mountainside, there was a girl of thin frame and blonde hair, dressed in a beautifully simple blue kimono. He directed his gaze towards her, standing at the base of the path and saying nothing for a long moment. A wicked smile crossed his face as he considered whether or not he should say something to her. He adjusted his haori, wrapping the black material more rightly around him.

I guess I really should...

“I can see your panties,” Shiro called up to the girl dangling off of the ledge, his voice wry. From this distance, it was little more than a spot of differential colour between the pale lines of her legs, running up beneath her traditional dress, but he could still see it. He crossed his arms, still smiling. He wasn't sure how she would respond to that. Given the women he'd encountered recently, he was ready for anything, all the way up to bombs being thrown at him. Conversational responses would be much preferred to that, of course...

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[¤ Tenkai ¤]

♪ Sometimes it lasts
in love, but sometimes
it hurts instead. ♫

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❥ searching for gold; HayliNe

No no no! This was not supposed to happen! I did not expect the unsuspecting traveler to be, well—expecting me to be standing on top of this ledge. I peered directly towards his incoming frame until I noticed him coming to a complete stop. ’Eh?’ To be quite frank, this was a very strange encounter between two strangers and I wondered which one of us was going to make the first move. It would not be long before I noticed a rather suspicious grin form on his face before he parted his lips to speak.

”PERV!” I quickly spew out those words like vomit as I began to hoist down my frolicking dress from exposing my underwear to this man. ’Good thing I decided to wear some today..’

As I began to regain my composure, I would then begin to proceed to interrogate this traveling man. ”So what brings you to the land of the brave, my dear sir?” It was a bit silly for me to try to speak in such a deep tone, but I wanted to see if I could even slightly intimate this man and figure out just exactly who he was. ”Oh, and be caution of your words. I won’t hesitate to subdue you.” He was about a mere twenty meters away, but well within range of my most valued techniques and I was feeling rather aggrivated.

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[Not Masakuni]

-Sharp Crystal Blues

Tch.

Shiro winced slightly as harsh words erupted out of her little frame, louder and shriller than he would have thought possible. He simply recrossed his arms, waiting for her to gather herself again. It wasn't really his fault. He was doing her a favour, really, by pointing it out. What if the next person to come along had been some sort of worm-person who would wiggle his way up to poke the little spot of fabric that had caught his eyes? She wouldn't have been too pleased with that. Thanks to Shiro, however, she was spared that fate.

Really?

This time he couldn't stop his mouth from twitching into a bemused grin. She spoke with sudden authority, her voice too low to take seriously. He tried to keep himself from laughing out loud, reminding himself that she might very well try and kill him if he burst out laughing in her face. A single chuckle or two might have escaped his mouth, but how could he be blamed for that? He looked her up and down, his eyes shifting from their casual perversion into something much more somber and analytical.

“Subdue me, eh?” He made no comment on that, only let it hang in the air between them. “My name is Fushoku Shiro, and I'm here because travelling is what I do. And you know, if you don't want people to see your panties, you shouldn't dangle them over people's heads.” He put one hand behind his head, rubbing his neck awkwardly. He looked at her with a wry frown on his face, his eyes dancing with barely withheld mirth. “Though I do approve of the stripes...”

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[¤ Tenkai ¤]

Placing my balled up hands onto my sides, I would pout in displeasure at the reaction of Shiro. He completely ignored my passive-aggressive threat, and there was almost nothing more that I hated than to be seen as an innocent little girl. I just finished recovering from an unexpected war damn it! I refused to be treated as if I was not a formidable force. I closed my eyes for a brief second as he mentioned the stripes on my underwear, cute. My eyes darted directly back at his figure, examining his posture and wondering just exactly who this man really was. He could tell that I was shinobi from the Cloud village by simply looking at my forehead; there was no reason for me to hide my identity—especially in my own land.

I leapt from the top of the ledge and onto the ground before him, still remaining approximately twenty meters away from him. ”Thanks for your approval, it really means a lot to me.” If I could be any more sarcastic while speaking to him I would in a heartbeat. As a matter of fact, I think that I almost exploded from my rather flat tone. It seemed as though I was full of emotions today, starting with absolute rage from calling him a pervert, then to my authoritative warning, and now boredom. I wondered what sort of tone I was going to use next, it was a shame. Sometimes I actually amused myself!

”Well then, traveler—welcome to the land of Thunder. This is my home; so naturally, I am quite protective of who trespasses in this region.” I began to smirk a bit at the thought of me being seen as a kunoichi, I wondered if he had knew any sort of skill or some sort of fancy ability. ”What are your intentions here, if you do not mind me asking.” My head tilted a bit to the right as I still tried to analyze his appearance. My hands remained diligently towards my side, but ready for anything of course. We were just chatting, and it was actually kind of nice for now.

[Not Masakuni]

-Royal Sass

“Heh.”

She was a feisty one, for sure. She dropped from indignant anger to restrained caution to flat sarcasm in a short matter of moments. It was like watching theatre, where the emotions of the actors were exaggerated for the audience's benefit. Nonetheless, Shiro had a sense that it was all genuine emotion. She was simply a tumultuous being, one whose spirit rose and fell on vast, roller-coaster waves. He struggled to restrain his smile, trying to appear solemn and reserved. Clearly, she wanted a bit more respect than he was showing her.

Unlikely.

“Naturally,” He responded, ignoring her first comment in favour of her second. He injected a fair amount of sarcasm into that simple statement, sending her disdain right back at her. For a moment, it was the only thing in the air between them. His eyes roamed over her with lazy flicks, moving with the faux-boredom of casual analysis. A few slightly odd shapes underneath her kimono suggested hidden weapons to him, but he couldn't be quite sure. He flicked his eyes back up to hers, a grin rising to his face again.

“As for a purpose...” He mused over it for a while, his eyes momentarily diverting away from her's. He didn't suppose that she had any of the information that he was after, and he certainly wasn't about to share his hard-earned knowledge with a foreign shinobi. Not that he had much of a country anymore, but the principle remained similar. “I suppose I'm here mostly to see the sights.” His eyes twinkled for a moment, enough to let her know that there was only one sight he was implying:

Her.

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[¤ Tenkai ¤]

I could not help but giggle at Shiro's remark. I suppose it was, unexpected? It was cute to see him playfully teasing me with my own sarcastic demaneor towards him. He definitely saw himself as an equal to me, or even superior. His eyes wandered around and I knew by now that he knew that I was a shinobi from these lands, especially since I had just told him, and yet his face remained expressionless and he shown no signs of interest or disdain. He was not concerned with the likes of me. I was just a figure in his way on his journey.

Well then, I’ll have to change that, won’t I?

”Darling, there is only one sight that I want to see.” I licked my lips slowly as my eyes pierced his eyes, both of us intimately staring at one another. My left hand still by my side began to slither ever-so-slowly in the split between on my dress, clutching the handle of a metallic object that was sticking out of my weapon pouch. ”And that’s your insides.” I would propel the sharp object directly towards him, flinging it with my left arm. Due to our close distance, I had hoped that the object would pierce him in his chest—however, just in case he planned to dodge it I carefully studied his movements.

”So again, exactly who are you and what is your purpose?
Don’t play games with me.”

[Not Masakuni]

-Conflict Of Interest

Of course.

Shiro narrowed his eyes as she responded. It was a little over the top, in his opinion. The giggle he knew, was honest, but the sudden intimacy of eye contact and carefully measured words were out of place with her spontaneous personality. He would rather let his suspicions protect him then allow himself to die based on observing the niceties of diplomacy. Based on that whim, he flicked his wrist, dropping a knife into his palm. And not a moment too soon, he observed, as she flung sharp metal in his direction.

With a quick motion, he hurled his own dagger, causing the two weapons to collide in mid-air with a vicious clang that arrested both of their paths. Shiro did not change his stance, appearing to remain nonchalant and casual. His eyes, however, were deadly serious, boring straight into the eyes of the kunoichi that had attacked him. She seemed honest enough, but she had some kind of temper problem. Didn't she understand how diplomacy and common courtesy worked?

Clearly not.

“Don't you know that's how wars start?” He asked wryly. Her she went again, demanding answers. Didn't anyone ever teach her it was respectful to give your own name before demanding information from others? “Who I am... I am a shinobi of Kusagakure, the Hidden Grass village that was destroyed by the Oh-So-Great Five Nations in the war.” He let that sink in for a moment. Her village was as culpable for the destruction of the minor villages as any other. “And my purpose is none of your damn business. Suffice it to say that I'm looking for someone who is very hard to find.”

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[Not Masakuni]

-Exit

[tigaevo]

+50 Masa
+40 tenkai

[¤ Tenkai ¤]

ogod, i'm the worst. sorryyy

/exit.