Walking Tall (M)

[Hirihi]

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name; exploring kaminari no kuni
rank; b
description; Kumogakure no Sato is tasked with keeping Kaminari no Kuni safe for the travelers. Whether it is bandits or shinobi from another village. Additionally the Raikage hates not knowing things. Knowledge is power and without knowledge, you lack power. Without power you lack the ability to grow, and expand. So you’re tasked with exploring our lands. If you spot a shinobi from another village don’t hesitate to quickly return and inform the Raikage. Do not hastily rush into battle if the numbers are against you. However if everything is peaceful then enjoy your away time. Note this mission will give you two days of leave from Kumogakure no Sato. If you do not return to Kumogakure no Sato you will be sought after.
reward; 100 experience, 2,500 ryo
minimum shinobi; one
mission status; interminable

.:Enter:.

Hirihi was walking along the roads outside of Kumogakure as she looked around for Drago. He was supposed to be meeting her around this area to get a mission put under their belt. It was one of those special missions where she couldn't do it alone out of regulation. She had the capability, she was sure of that, on surviving on her own. But, she wasn't in the realm of upsetting the balance. She knew when to shut her mouth, and when to talk. Just like with Drago, she was having to bite her tongue against yelling at him for the things he was doing in their previous encounter. She'd only met him the one time, but she already knew that there were definitely going to be some issues between the two of them.

As she walked, she took various observations of the area around them. No real differences in the landscape than when she had explored them before as a civilian years ago with her father. The roads were tame for the most part, but going outside of that, you'd find a much more wild region. From where they were located, she saw that there was a definite dip in the altitude the further you walked up the road. She was still within sight of the village gates, waiting ever so patiently for her "fearless" leader.

Kicking a rock on the dirt path, Hirihi figured she might as well do something while she waited for him to arrive. Sticking to the road, she walked along it further until she could barely see the village gates. Doing this, she took in more of the sights along the road. She imagined they wouldn't stick entirely to the path, but it was something that she could do in that moment to help pass the time. The few trees in the area made her wonder what it was like in the other countries. Where they might have more trees, Kaminari seemed to have much more dips and hills than most other countries. The sun above kept her warm as she walked along, slowly returning to where she was back at the spot that she had originally been.

Finding a rock to sit on that seemed comfortable enough, Hirihi thought back to the way that Drago had treated her before. He'd been a rather rude fellow, and she wasn't sure why he even had wanted to be her leader in the first place. She could only imagine it had something to do with being demanded to do it by the kage. That alone told her that he did respect authority. It didn't however state much about his character other than his willingness to follow orders.

[Fuck Yeah!]

Fuck, Another One

It appeared once again that Kohitsus was leashed with a dog. Though at this point he wasn't just having to deal with cleaning up the shit of one beast, but now two. Even worse than he thought, according to the ninja's file, it was a god damn Uchiha. The unwanted bastard children of the world whom spawned from the maws of the imposter noble Hyuugas. There was very little in the world that the Regal nin looked down upon more than the red eyed demon scum.

It was out of his hands, however, all he could do was grin and bear it. Hopefully someday the pathetic excuse for a kage would realize that he hated working with others. I mean, to be honest, he was royalty, could you blame him? On top of that, his primary focus was espionage, assassination and interrogation, you didn't exactly want a partner when doing any of those things. If anything at all, they would just get in the way and muddle the entire situation up.

Walking down the kage tower after receiving his orders from the kage, he'd take a moment to briefly observe the village as he exited the gate. Obese children, out of shape fathers, homely mothers, there was very little noble about it at all. He yearned for the days of home. Where he could travel around his families isle and gaze on the many brave warriors, gorgeous maidens and strapping young lads like himself who would all one day grow up to benefit not just the ninja world but the name of Dragos.

Only being able to tolerate a moment of the peasant populous, he'd quickly make a B-Line for the village gate. Moving at an increased speed and making sure to firmly but into every pathetic form that dare cross his regal path. His black boots firmly hitting the ground with each step, strong black leather pants rippling along with his silken shirt and flowing cape. A true Prince. He'd arrive at the destination in just enough time to catch the putrid little girl sitting upon a rock.

Ready for Round 2?

[The Viper]

Let's Get Funky Y'all

Man, this was all just some turky jive. The last thing I needed was some slow ass team to weigh me down. All you guys know that chocolate thunder got the lightning. Only thing worse then puttin' me with a little girl and a silver spooned biggot is doing it right when I'm gearin' up for the chuuuuu-nin exaaaaams. This is the time I need to spend pumpin' iron, runnin' them miles and layin my mackitude on all the sexy foxes Kumo's got to offer. No tellin' if I was even gonna make it back from those things, gotta have fun while I can yah dig?

Havin' recieved my papers yesterday, I did a bit of research on my soon to be home boys. Learned that one was a medic, young girl reports made her sound pretty nice but definitely not what Soul Power was trying to jam with. She might be a little freaky on the inside but that extra flat booty ain' worth my booty ended up in some prison showers. Bes' thing for me to do is get copacetic with the doll and treat her like a little sistah, yah feelin' what I'm sayin homeslice?

The other cat was a chuunin, Viserys Dragos, real uptight cat. Everything I heard about that G made him sound like a reaaaaal buzzkill. Certainly not The Big Mac's side dish of choice. Even worse, he was from some inbred family way out in the lake. Real regal types and damn real isolated, didn't let nobody not dragos come on their island, no how. Seemed like a blast of fun, nothing like having some backwoods cousin kissin probably rascist as fuck leader tellin me how I was gonna get down.

At the end of the day though, I don' got nooooo choice. It's all up to that big man in the bigger seat to tell me what's up. My only job is to nod and do what I'm told. Might not be the most poppin' thing in town but what's a gennin to do homie? I'd make my way out through dem crowds and eventually reach the gate. Comin' out just in time to see Mr. Cape Cat stompin about and that real young chickey sittin on a rock. I knew then, this wasn' gonna be no party, Yah Dig?

[Hirihi]

Hirihi was already hating the presence of her team leader. He was just as smug as ever, seeming to give her this look as if she were not worth the skin that was on her body. His statement about Round 2 made her want to curl up somewhere and die. There was no way she could take him on again. She wouldn't do it. If he chose to start a fight, she was going to just take whatever hit he threw at her and just go on about her merry way. She'd have to talk to the kage about this man if they were going to continue working together. His approach would lead with it the presence of yet another person, though. Someone she was not directly familiar with.

Hirihi noticed that he was definitely... interesting. An uchiha, from the looks of it, with a very interesting appearance. Hirihi wasn't racist. She had no right to be. She wasn't more superior than anyone else. She did, however, have a right to wonder what the hell was wrong with Drago. "So, I assume that you are leading us, Drago?" She asked. Maybe calling him by his last name would make him retaliate and hit her. That would give her enough reason to get out of this damn mission. Turning her attention to the Uchiha, Hirihi climbed up off of the rock and walked up to him and extended her hand. "Hirihi Rinji." She said, introducing herself to him.

Based on how the man greeted her, she would have a general idea on how to treat the newcomer. He didn't carry himself with the same self-importance that Drago did. He seemed to have a strange lean to his walk, though. Maybe his pants weren't fitting right? If she weren't afraid that it might sound offensive, she'd offer a belt to the man. The three of them now gathered together, Hirihi would turn her attention to Drago and wait for him to state the goal of what they were doing there today. She was interested in knowing if this was going to be a peaceful mission, or if she was going to end up left behind under a pile of snakes again.

The thoughts of going back to fighting were very unpleasant. It made her almost afraid to turn her back to Drago. In fact, she'd have to keep a close eye on him. He did seem the type to do something so random as striking out with a kunai for no reason as a form of "training." More like assassination, but she wasn't going to get anywhere assuming such horrid things. Even if that was his goal, he'd have killed her beffore when he had fought her in their first training session.

[Fuck Yeah!]

Arriving at his destination promptly and quite on time, as is habit for a Dragos. He couldn't help but notice the girl looked just as pathetic as usual. Frail, slightly worried and quite homely to be honest. There was little about her still that intrigued him. Some would hope that over time they would grow to enjoy their comrades but Drago simply couldn't do this, instead he would learn to despite them even more. Each day in their companionship reminding him more and more how inferior they were.

To top off the situation, the Uchiha had arrived directly after him. A real "superfy cat". All decked out in silk clothes, unlike Viserys however, they were colored and looser on his skin with a plunging neckline. A big old afro sported on his head, toothed comb in all in it. If he wasn't a big enough caricature already, he even had this strut to himself. A throwback to the long gone era of shinobi pimpness, disco and mass amounts of cocaine. Than again from the smell of this guy, narcotics were certainly not a thing of the past.

The mission at hand would be a relatively easy one as he was sure they all knew. Just a walk around the country, similar to one he had taken before. Only thing required was dealing with any ruffians that would jump up to cause a stir. With a nin such as Viserys there though, such an issue would truly not be a problem. Instead he would have to worry about the toddler getting killed and super spade over here stealing his wallet. Nothing but a giant mess.

While he heard the girl speak, he ignored her and broke into his own speech.

Alright, if we're gonna be doing this mission and we are doing it. We might as well get to know each other. I'm you're team leader, chuunin and rightful ruler Prince Viserys Dragos. As you all know you're very much beneath me and most likely outright worthless, however, we've all been paired together and as such most fully complete this mission without killing one another. I hope I make myself clear when I state that you are all less than garbage to me and I eagerly look forward to the day I can separate myself from such rabble.

[The Viper]

Comin' down to this fly spot I would notice a few things. Firstly, the grass was exceptionally green, secondly, the young girl didn't look that bad up close, thirdly, my team leader was a fairy ass faggot. Rockin some leather pants with silk cape. I mean I like dressin fly from time to time but come on brother, leave the dancin boots for the dames. We men out here, lookin' sharp and gettin down with our funky bad selves. No reason to be spiffied up like Harry Potter.

Stridin' over to the boulder I'd catch the eye of the young in appearance but not in age lady. Fiery red hair, little on the kit-kat small side and struttin the body of a pre-pubescent boy. Then again as the love doctor of the world, it's not my place to judge how our lord crafts the bodies of all the pretty woman. I could tell she was legal which was more than enough to get my jimmy spun up. As long as a broad didn't shoot me into the stony lonesome, I was down to monster mash.

Given out her greeting as she did, it was my place as a gentleman and ambassador of Love to entreat her as well.

How's it floatin pretty mama, I'm Ezekiel Jones, here to help you with anything you need

I'd say to her as I approached, pimp strut in full effect. Delivering the second line after softly kissing the sweet young things head. Even topped it off with a wink, can you dig it?

Than something popped off that I for one didn't expect. Team leader man went all out and fucked my groove up. Didn't even give me a chance to work my game a bit longer. Got my stuff in then had to hear him go on about being some rightful heir or some shit. This nigga wasn't rightful heir of shit, heir of my left nut maybe. Team leader was team leader and if putting up with this clown was what I'd have to do, than so be it.

Glad to hear it cool cat. My names Ezekial Jones, fly man extraordinare. I'm fast as greased lightning and twice as smooth. I'm all about spreadin' that love and feelin up on Karma. You get what you dish out, feel me? Not a thing in this world I can't groove on or outdance and if you don't believe well just wait and watch. Can you dig it?"

[Hirihi]

Hirihi would be a little bit surprised at the strange up front behavior coming from Ezekiel. It wasn't that it flattered her, because it didn't. It was that it was uncommon for people to say such things to her. She just... didn't quite understand some of the stuff he was saying. Why was he calling her mama? She didn't have any kids, nor was she his wife or girlfriend, or her mother for that matter. Not to be racist, but he was definitely playing to a stereotype that she wasn't particularly familiar with. Hirihi could see the irritation coming from Drago as he spoke out his claim of what they were in comparison to him. She, of course, kept her mouth shut. No need in re-introducing the two after their most productive training session.

"T-Thank you, Ezekiel." She said, putting a few feet between them as she would turn her attention to Drago after he had finished speaking. "Whatever the case may be, oh fearless leader, just remember that we are all on the same team here." She said, referencing back to the training in a small glare. Team killing was a punishable thing, right? Sighing, Hirihi turned her gaze to Ezekiel. "He's a character to say the least. Be careful that he doesn't strike out at you." Hirihi said, walking away to sit and lean against the same boulder that she had been leaning on upon the arrival of the two of them.

Waiting a bit to speak to see how the two would respond to each other, Hirihi would interject her thoughts out loud. She didn't care if Drago was listening or not. All she cared was that she was heard by someone. "Well, rather than standing around here, not to assert authority, we should probably get on our merry way." Hirihi said, trying to lead the group away from the village gates. She didn't like the standing around too much since it promoted boredom. She would hate to see how Drago tried to pass boredom, let alone Ezekiel.

What a group they must look like to the outside world. A man toting a rather strange hairstyle and brightly colored clothing, a noblemen wanna-be with some family lineage and an inferiority complex the size of Kumogakure, and a pink haired medic that looked to be about 15 years old when she was really 19 years old. If there was a god out there, he had a great sense of humor. he just liked to torment her, and make her realize who really was in charge all this time.

[Fuck Yeah!]

A bigger look of dismay had never been seen before as it was seen on the Noble nin's face. Not only was this jive talking, time traveling, "fly disco ninja" in his team but he was hitting on quite possibly the most unappealing girl he had ever seen. The man even found the guts to somehow pucker his lips and press them to her putrid hand. Did he have no idea what honor was, dignity, health standards. For all he knew, he was gonna catch poorpeasentitis and spent the next decade of his life wallowing in even more squalor.

I'm going to suggest that we not have any inter-team relations going on. The last thing I want to see is another peasant baby brought into this world. Especially from the likes of such abhorrently unattractive people. It'd be like if a poor rat mated with an even poorer possum and made some super destitute abomination. As well, you'd do to raise your standards. I'm not saying this as your friend, but more from a standpoint of one who doesn't like looking at homely people.

Ignoring the girls words once more, he'd turn away from her, his cape flapping behind him as he sought out to walk the trail. He figured his teammates would continue following them, what with it being their only recourse and all. It was they who needed him, not the other way around. If he liked he could simply ensnare all of them with snakes and continue on his merry way. Just tell the kage that they got eaten by bears or something. That happens too poor people all the time, what with them living in tree and such.

Still he couldn't help but feel as though he needed to complete the mission with honor. It wasn't just his pride on the line after all, but the pride of his entire family. The Draco lineage would pour from him after the eldest died and his deeds would be spoken of for centuries to come. No use tarnishing it because he didn't feel like babysitting a couple of twerps for a few minutes. After all, he was assigned to take care of them. No one said he had to like them though.

[The Viper]

There that buzzkill went off again, jibber jabberin about how he wants thin's done. Don't this hoity toity cat know that Ezekiel Jones do how Ezekiel Jones wanna do. They didn't call me the Flyest Love Mission in Kumo for nothing. Rumor had it I could take anywhere from two to five women home every night. Then again, these were just rumors and there was really no way of telling how many girls I had been with, unless you were Ezekial Jones that is.

Feelin the vibes not really bounce with the lady, I'd back off. When you cook some meat, you can't just turn up the heat, sometimes you gotta cool it down and let it warm up on the inside first. Stepping back a bit, I'd make sure to leave her with a wink as I started to follow my "leader" into the woods. There was no telling where we were headed but it couldn't be anywhere that bad. Especially not so close to the gates. Besides it wasn't like some forest bear was gonna catch up to the Afro Ninja anways.

Here's a question for yah Mr. Royal Blood. If your families all up in the mix, why aren't they runnin this country? Last time I checked, the daimyo and kage split it up real nice and put it to how they like. Even more so, from what I've read, your family just lives over on some rock island, gettin down with eachother or some jazz like that. I'm not hatin or anything brother. Just trying to get to know you a little bit better, what with you bein my leader in all.

In actuallity I already didn't give a damn about learning anything near his history. His personality already had me convinced he was going to be nothing more than Karma's bitch. All I had to do was play it real smooooth like and wait for the right moment to put him to the gears. Such a turkey attitude had to come from somewhere and I was gonna make him prey to the oh lord that it be stricken from him. No reason to be so icy towards love warriors after all.

[Hirihi]

Hirihi would listen to the two's conversation for only a few steps before shutting them out. She was not interested in listening to the two of them talk back and forth. She had no particular interest to get to know her "leader" either, given that the man had almost killed her in their training session. In a way, she had almost thought he was going to with how much of his techniques he was pouring in front of her. No normal person could spew out a pile of snakes the way he did and expect a genin, a low level fighter at that, to block or dodge it that quickly. Whatever his deal was, whether it be this royal blood he spoke of, she didn't care. He was of no interest to her. He was just her leader.

Walking down the path, letting herself drift into the sights of the area around her, Hirihi wondered what was in store for them. Were they just going to continue down the path and just walk a circle around the village? Hirihi wasn't sure, but she was pretty sure that the leader would know for sure what they were doing. He was in front, with Ezekiel trailing a few steps behind him. Hirihi remained at the back of the group and kept her eyes open for anything that was around. The three would walk for a little ways before they would come around a bend in the road. On the other side, Hirihi would see a man standing next to a large wagon that had lost its wheel. Goods and clothing were scattered all over the ground and on the side was the name "Trevor's Traveling Wares."

"Hey, Mr. Leader." Hirihi said, looking up towards Drago. "There's a man over there who appears to need help." She said, pointing her finger towards the man and drawing his attention to him. It looked as if the man Trevor, she assumed, was looking around confused and bewildered. "Should we stop and help him, or should we just continue on our merry way?" She asked, curious as to where Drago would take his charges. If they went to help him, there was a slight bit of dignity in the man after all. If he chose to leave the man stranded where he was, Hirihi would know that the man had no heart at all. The things you learn on a mission, right?

Whether he had decided or not to help the man, Hirihi would disobey him if he chose to not stop and help the man. He was wheeling wha tlooked like a large wooden wheel from down the road back up to the wagon and attempting to reattach it to the carriage. The problem came whenever he had to somehow hold up the carriage and put the wheel on at the same time. He seemed to be taking care of it himself, but the carriage would end up being too much of a load for him and the wheel would be knocked to the side, Trevor exclaiming a few choice curses aloud as he scratched his head. He wouldn't see the shinobi as they walked up the road, his attention too greatly focused on the task at hand.

[Hirihi]

As the group was walking along the path, nearing the man by the downed wagon, an AnBu would approach Hirihi and whisper something into her ear. Nodding, Hirihi spoke up towards Drago to get his attention. "Sorry to do this, but the hospital says that they need me. We'll have to do this another time." Hirihi said, turning and following the AnBu back up the path to the village.

.:Exit:.

[Fuck Yeah!]

Visery's fell on a rock and died

/Exit
/Exp Please

[The Viper]

Darkie McBlack also fell on a rock and died

/Exit
/Exp Pleas

[Kii!]

Hirihi: +41

Goro: +30; Scrap approved

Ezekiel: +30; Scrap approved