Watching It Fall~ [Bit]

[Not Masakuni]

-A Moment Of Commitment

Squish.

Shiro's feet alighted atop the softly yielding surface of a giant mushroom. It rose five meters straight into the air, spreading out into an umbrella that shaded an area as big as a house. He crossed his arms, looking out over the yellow-gold plains that stretched out before him. It rolled in gentle hills to the horizon, sloping away under the watchful eye of an orange sun. It was a beautiful day in Kusa no Kuni, the kind of idyllic afternoon that had become all too rare since the Second World War.

He tightened the straps that secured the gourd to his back. His bowie knife, too, was re-secured so that it rested tightly against his lower back. He was well rested and well-provisioned. As soon as the sun fell, his journey would begin. Just like he had said to Funikumi-san, he was going to find those who remained in their nation. Almost all of the shinobi of Kusagakure had been scattered to the wind, either killed over the years or assimilated into one of the same villages that had destroyed them.

Some of us, however, persevered.

Shiro frowned, settling down on the top of the mushroom. He crossed his legs, watching the sun slipping lower and lower. It would be night soon. He preferred to travel at night, when he could move more silently. In Kusa no Kuni, with the thick forests and tall grasses, a skilled shinobi who knew the land would be all but invisible wherever he went. Shiro laid back, looking up at the streaks of orange and purple coating the sky. It was days like this that made him happy he had chosen this country as his home...

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[atrb=width,390,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][style=float: right; border: 3px #280f14 solid; -webkit-border-radius: 20px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; border-radius: 20px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/wSjrf.png); width: 100px; height: 100px;] [/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: 30px; margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -11px; opacity: .5; alpha:filter(opacity=50%); margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -11px; opacity: .25; alpha:filter(opacity=25%); margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=overflow: hidden; background-color: #280f14; width: 390px; color: #6d3943; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; height: 15px; text-align: center;] [/style] [style=text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; width: 360px; margin-left: 10px; color: #9d9d9d;] 'Ahh so this is Kuasagakure.' the young boy thought to him self as he looked around the entire area with curious eyes. This place was nothing like the boy's home country, the grass was so tall, so many forest it just wasn't like back home. But he didn't let that change his mind about making his way towards the beast that was supposedly fighting his Raikage. "Guess I'll get get going." The boy said as he walked under the superb light of the evening sky. That was one thing the young boy thought was calming about this side of the world, it seemed like the sky was clearer like it was in high definition from the spot he was in. But he would pick up his walking pace a little more though, he didn't have much time to bull shit around the place. "Yeah this is boring." the boy said as he walked at an even pace down the road, it was as if he was beginning to lose interest in his mission. 'Maybe U should explore this wonderful I'm visiting right now, I might never get this chance again.' The boy thought to him self as he picked a small rock up off the ground, he would toss it forward down the path he was walking before he would take off, leaving the path entering the woods that was to the left of him. The more childish side of the young boy had taken over, as the boy went flying through the trees. He would no long have His Anbu mask covering his face, it was now placed on his hip. As he jumped through the trees he couldn't not stop thinking of his mom, it had been awhile since he had seen her, he hoped she was ok back home in Kumogakure. But the scene up ahead would snap the boy back into reaility, as the forest looked like it was coming to it's end, but there was something else outside of it, 'What the heck is, omg.' the boy would say as he reached a large mushroom in the center of the forest. "This is amazing" the boy would say as he stood in the tree looking over the mushroom until the boy eyes spotted someone else. His eyes wouldn't leave that person once they had locked on, "Hey you, What's up?" the boy would say hosting a cheerful tone of voice. This was a normal thing for the young ninja, he loved to meet new people, so when ever he came across people he didn't mind introducing him self to them. "My Name is Bit." he would say as waited for the mans reply, he had only hoped this guy was friendly. There had been times where the boy's friendly nature got him into scuffles with others, some people really didn't like being talked to for some reason. [/style] [style=overflow: hidden; background-color: #280f14; width: 390px; color: #6d3943; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; height: 15px; text-align: center;] [/style] [style=float: left; background-color: #280f14; width: 100px; color: #f0e3e3; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-top: -18px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; -moz-border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; -moz-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px;]tagged: comments: credit:[/style][style=text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; width: 260px; margin-left: 10px; color: #9d9d9d; margin-top: -8px; margin-left: 110px;]Goro Clutz XD made by ZINGARA of BTN & LS[/style]

[Not Masakuni]

-A Moment Of Bemusement

I am not alone.

Shiro opened his eyes lazily, reaching for his pack with one hand. For a moment, he made no response to the newcomer. Instead, he took the time to locate the man, marking the space between them and their relative positions in his mind. Once that was done, he stood slowly, securing his pack on his back. He brushed himself off, checked his equipment, and only then turned his burgundy optics towards the other fellow. He didn't recognize him, but that didn't mean much. He had met few people other than his victims over the last few years.

“Bit-san,” He said, sounding it out. It was a fascinatingly unique name. “My name is Fushoku Shiro.” The boy, of course, was a shinobi. No one else stood in the trees in the middle of the forest. Shiro had no sense of his powers, but he could guess at a certain degree of skill behind the boy, given how effectively he'd managed to sneak up on Shiro. Then again, he hadn't been the most attentive. He was lucky that this person didn't seem to be an enemy. He could have been killed for his inattention.

How fortunate.

“Where are you from, then? I'm afraid I don't recognize you.” A thought occurred to Shiro. “Perhaps you've come for the bijuu? Quite a few nations have flooded this little country to chase the beast.” He never tired of the irony that was the Great Nations, so disinterested in their little nation until there was something that they wanted available. It was just an example of the nature of existence, however. Individual humans exploited one another mercilessly, and nations were simply extensions of that. He had no problem with it in principle, really.

Besides, he seems fine.

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[atrb=width,390,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][style=float: right; border: 3px #280f14 solid; -webkit-border-radius: 20px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; border-radius: 20px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/wSjrf.png); width: 100px; height: 100px;] [/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: 30px; margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -11px; opacity: .5; alpha:filter(opacity=50%); margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -11px; opacity: .25; alpha:filter(opacity=25%); margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=overflow: hidden; background-color: #280f14; width: 390px; color: #6d3943; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; height: 15px; text-align: center;] [/style] [style=text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; width: 360px; margin-left: 10px; color: #9d9d9d;] The man turned upon Bit, his hair was blood and his eyes were red. It had reminded him off him self but and older version, he would smile upon making eye contact with the man. He would notice the mans hand reach for something as he turned, but Bit had hoped the friendly the tone of voice would change his mind. “Bit-san,” the man would say in what seemed like a lazy tone of voice. “My name is Fushoku Shiro.” he would continue to say as he looked upon the mans crimson eyes. It was as if he was looking into a small flame of fire in each of his eyes. "Mind If call you Shoku for short?" the boy suggest as his hand met the back of his head then began to move it up and down. He had sensed a mutual feeling of calmness, as they both stood there in the middle of the forest. Bit would jump up onto the mushroom Shoku was standing on, it had only seemed like the right now. As the boy landed on the mushroom Shoku would begin to speak once again,“Where are you from, then? I'm afraid I don't recognize you. Perhaps you've come for the bijuu? Quite a few nations have flooded this little country to chase the beast.”he would ask the boy a list of questions as they stood there, Bit figured why not answer couldn't hurt anything. "Well, I'm afraid I'm not from Kusa." Bit would say as a small smiled crossed his face. "I'm from Kumogakure, located in the lighting country. It's the best place in the world I tell you." Bit would say as he let a small chuckle fall from his mouth. "Oh and I came down because my big bro was last known down in these parts. He came down to help out with the Bijuu problem. " Bit would say as his head sway to the left a little with an aloof look on his face. 'Well this is going nice, he seems like a cool guy.' Bit thought to him self as he held his childish smile on his face. "Well, what are you doing around the parts? is this your home?" Bit would say with a curious tone of voice. "Do you know the location of the beast?" He would suggest as he looked upon the Firey red eyes the man held in his head. [/style] [style=overflow: hidden; background-color: #280f14; width: 390px; color: #6d3943; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; height: 15px; text-align: center;] [/style] [style=float: left; background-color: #280f14; width: 100px; color: #f0e3e3; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-top: -18px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; -moz-border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; -moz-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px;]tagged: comments: credit:[/style][style=text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; width: 260px; margin-left: 10px; color: #9d9d9d; margin-top: -8px; margin-left: 110px;]MASA Kind of had to bull shit the intro made by ZINGARA of BTN & LS[/style]

[Not Masakuni]

-A Moment Of Admission

Shoku.

Shiro wrinkled his nose at that. He had never been a huge fan of nicknames, particularly not of the unimaginative foreshortening. Still, he had to hand it to the man. He had enough tact not to address him by his given name. It seemed as though most people had forgotten the rules of formality that pervaded their culture, in the wake of the war. Though it was understandable, he had been raised to refer to people by their family name, and respectfully at that. It was a tradition that he still held to, even if it was beginning to disappear from usage.

A Kumo shinobi. How fascinating.

Shiro felt himself relaxing, if only a little. Though he held no affection for Kaminari no Kuni and its ilk, nor did he have any particular dislike for them. Kumogakure had participated in the Great War, of course, but they had been too far away to play a true role in the destruction of Kusagakure. They were not the ones that he took issue with. He rolled his neck, listening intently as the man spoke. It was a great opportunity to be able to hear from someone so... foreign.

“I am a shinobi of former Kusagakure, yes... This is my home.” Shiro turned his head slightly, looking away from the boy and out onto the fields. There was nowhere else in the world that he would rather live. This was his favourite place in the world. It was one of the only places were nature was more than tolerated; here, in Kusa no Kuni, the land was revered. “As for the beast...” Shiro paused for a moment, thinking. “You'll find it to the west, towards the centre of the country. It's quite something.”

“Good luck, if you intend to become involved in that catastrophe.”

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[atrb=width,390,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][style=float: right; border: 3px #280f14 solid; -webkit-border-radius: 20px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; border-radius: 20px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/wSjrf.png); width: 100px; height: 100px;] [/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: 30px; margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -11px; opacity: .5; alpha:filter(opacity=50%); margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -11px; opacity: .25; alpha:filter(opacity=25%); margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=overflow: hidden; background-color: #280f14; width: 390px; color: #6d3943; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; height: 15px; text-align: center;] [/style] [style=text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; width: 360px; margin-left: 10px; color: #9d9d9d;]“I am a shinobi of former Kusagakure, yes... This is my home.” the man would say as he turned away looking off in to the distance for a little. Bit was intrigued by this, he had even forgot that his country had an hidden village. He had thought of this as a abandon for years. 'Well I wonder what he does for shelter then.' Bit thought to him self for a moment as he attempted too look at what the other man was looking at. “As for the beast...” Shoku would break the silence between the two of them causing him to raise his eyebrow a little. “You'll find it to the west, towards the centre of the country. It's quite something. Good luck, if you intend to become involved in that catastrophe" he would say as they stood there a top of the large mushroom. 'Catastrophe? is the beast really that bad.' Bit thought to him self a little bit. "Well, It must be tough out here in these lands with out village behind you." Bit would say as he would step to the side of the man now he would be able to look at the exact same view as the man. "But Catastrophe? Well it should be over soon, because my Raikage is there and he gets things handled. Plus I heard it was a mesh of villages there so it should be well managed." Bit would say trying to suggest that it was as bad as it seemed, because you know some people just need here positive stuff. 'So I wonder if he would be interested in traveling with me to the beast.' Bit thought to him self as he peered off into the horizon for awhile. "You know what would be great." the young boy would say before take a slight pause. "You traveling with me, I mean you probably know your country like the back of your hand." Bit would suggest as he took a step forward on the mushroom. Unfortunantly the mushroom was a little moist where the young boy tried to gain balance on, he would slip and fall on his back. He wouldn't slide very far when he fail but it was a pretty embarrassing spill. Bit would get up and look back up at the other man, "Well that was, uhhh fun." He would say as his face broke into a slight smile. "But yeah, You're a ninja imma ninja I don't see why we can't aid each other ya know?" Bit would suggest trying to establish some type of relationship with the older looking boy. It had seemed like the right thing to do in this situation, he could learn some new things about this place that was so beautiful to him. [/style] [style=overflow: hidden; background-color: #280f14; width: 390px; color: #6d3943; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; height: 15px; text-align: center;] [/style] [style=float: left; background-color: #280f14; width: 100px; color: #f0e3e3; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-top: -18px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; -moz-border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; -moz-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px;]tagged: comments: credit:[/style][style=text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; width: 260px; margin-left: 10px; color: #9d9d9d; margin-top: -8px; margin-left: 110px;]MASA FUN FUN FUN made by ZINGARA of BTN & LS[/style]

[Not Masakuni]

-A Moment Of Conduction

“A little bit 'tough', yes,” Shiro said dryly. From anyone else, the boy's comment could have been considered an insult. However, as best as Shiro could tell, the boy was a genuine innocent. Perhaps not by the standards of the rest of the world, but it was clear there was no intended subtext to his comments. A little naive, perhaps, but Shiro preferred that when compared against someone who was cunning enough to play word games with him. Somehow, those people never seemed to be smart enough to realize that they shouldn't mess around with him.

Such faith in his leader.

“I see.” Shiro's face rearranged itself into an expression of idle contemplation. “Well, I hope your Raikage is as competent as you say. In my experience, there's a lot more chaos than cooperation when the Great Nations gather into one place.” Shiro wasn't enamoured with the idea of the Five Great Nations coming together in Kusa no Kuni again. It seemed whenever they came to this little country, forests burned and fields were turned fallow. He could only hope that they, along with the Yonbi, would be out of the country in short order.

“You certainly seem to need some help,” Shiro observed as the boy fell over. “I could direct you to the beast, if you like. It would be easier if I led you. You wouldn't want to end up in a poison grove on accident.” He felt a bemused smile coming over his face, just for a moment, before it settled back into a neutral expression. Once the boy was up, he turned, beckoning him towards the west. With sure steps, he leaped off the mushroom and into the trees.

“So why were you selected to join your Raikage on such an important mission? You must be something, to participate in a Bijuu hunt.”

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[tigaevo]

[atrb=width,390,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][style=float: right; border: 3px #280f14 solid; -webkit-border-radius: 20px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; border-radius: 20px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/wSjrf.png); width: 100px; height: 100px;] [/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: 30px; margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -11px; opacity: .5; alpha:filter(opacity=50%); margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -11px; opacity: .25; alpha:filter(opacity=25%); margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=overflow: hidden; background-color: #280f14; width: 390px; color: #6d3943; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; height: 15px; text-align: center;] [/style] [style=text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; width: 360px; margin-left: 10px; color: #9d9d9d;]“I see. Well, I hope your Raikage is as competent as you say. In my experience, there's a lot more chaos than cooperation when the Great Nations gather into one place. ” Shoku would say as they stood there looking off into the horizon, shortly after Bit would take his unfortunate spill followed by some words of encouragement. “You certainly seem to need some help,” He would say as he got up of the mushroom. "Well that was, uhhh fun." Bit would say try to act like he never fail down on the mushroom, but the fall had served a better purpose than just embarrassing the young Shinobi it had actually lighted the moment a little. “I could direct you to the beast, if you like. It would be easier if I led you. You wouldn't want to end up in a poison grove on accident.” Shoku would go on to say as a smile came over his face. Bit would of course return the smile with a childish smile that resembled his fathers, If it was one thing Bit loved to do was meet new FRIENDLY people "Yeah that works." he would say with a small chuckle. shortly after breif moment of happiness between the two came to end, Shoku would take a few graceful steps towards the edge of the mushroom. He would jump out onto some of the tree branches in front of him, “So why were you selected to join your Raikage on such an important mission? You must be something, to participate in a Bijuu hunt.” Shoku would say as Bit jumped into a tree behind him, Bit couldn't help but host a childish grin as he answered the question, "Well the main reason i'm here is beacuse the Raikage-San is like a brother to me, and I want to make sure he is ok." Bit would say as he pointed off into the woods, "Should we start our journey? I'll fill ya in as we travel." Bit would say as he waited for Shoku to take the lead in their travels. Provided they would begin to travel young Bit would begin his story. "Yeah so, the reason I am able to be sent on a mission such as the one at hand is become my rank, I maybe young but I've been told i'm talented." Bit would say as he hoisted tree to tree examining his surroundings while he traveled with his newly found friend. "I'm a Chunnin in the village of Kumogakure. I've been known for my talents with Genjutsu and also Raiton Chakra ya know?" Bit would go on to say as the traveled over the vast lands of Kusa. "So what about you, I don't know much about your home but you must have been crafty to be able to survive without your village being around." Bit would say turning a curious ear to Shoku. [/style] [style=overflow: hidden; background-color: #280f14; width: 390px; color: #6d3943; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; height: 15px; text-align: center;] [/style] [style=float: left; background-color: #280f14; width: 100px; color: #f0e3e3; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-top: -18px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; -moz-border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; -moz-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px;]tagged: comments: credit:[/style][style=text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; width: 260px; margin-left: 10px; color: #9d9d9d; margin-top: -8px; margin-left: 110px;]MASA FUN FUN FUN made by ZINGARA of BTN & LS[/style]

[Not Masakuni]

-A Moment Of Locomotion

Like a brother, eh?

Shiro remembered what it felt like, to have that kind of bond. He didn't have it any more, of course. It had died, along with the rest of his squadron. What remained of that sort of emotion was buried beneath the grasses of Kusa no Kuni. He didn't have anything like that. He could hardly remember what it felt like. These days, he was motivated by only by himself. He had no leader, no comrades, and no home. The closest thing he had ever found, in the seven years since the war, was Funikumi-san, who still had yet to prove himself friend or foe.

“Well, I'm sure your skills are impressive,” Shiro mused. It seemed like an interesting combination of techniques. Genjutsu and Raiton? They didn't seem as though they would go together, but perhaps they did. He started them forward, grabbing hold of a branch and using it to leverage himself into the canopy. Before long they would be moving at a relatively quick pace. Shiro kept them moving in a weaving route, dodging away from the more difficult-to-navigate bamboo copses and steering them clear of the more lethal types of plants.

Very trusting, isn't he?

“I do alright for myself,” Shiro said. “I'm used to looking out for myself, so it's nothing special. I can manipulate wind chakra, and earth chakra too, so between the two of those I've kept myself safe over the years.” All of that was technically true. However, he didn't feel like revealing to someone he wasn't fully familiar with that he had a Kekkai Touta. The ability to combine releases was rare, and often coveted by other nations. It was the sort of thing he tried to keep to himself, until it was needed. “You don't survive out here without being smart.”

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[atrb=width,390,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][style=float: right; border: 3px #280f14 solid; -webkit-border-radius: 20px; -moz-border-radius: 20px; border-radius: 20px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/wSjrf.png); width: 100px; height: 100px;] [/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: 30px; margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -11px; opacity: .5; alpha:filter(opacity=50%); margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=font-family: bankgothic lt bt; font-size: 30px; color: #4F000F; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -11px; opacity: .25; alpha:filter(opacity=25%); margin-left: 0px;]Hi I'm Bit[/style][style=overflow: hidden; background-color: #280f14; width: 390px; color: #6d3943; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; height: 15px; text-align: center;] [/style] [style=text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; width: 360px; margin-left: 10px; color: #9d9d9d;]"I do alright for myself, I'm used to looking out for myself, so it's nothing special. I can manipulate wind chakra, and earth chakra too, so between the two of those I've kept myself safe over the years." Shiro would go on to say as they swiftly and elegantly make there way through the trees. Bit would pay enough attention to keep up with Shiro to hear what he was saying, but he was also admiring the landscaping of the country. It was so beautiful Bit often found him self lost in it's beauty, It was a bad thing that he was so relaxed around a stranger but it was kind of in his personality. 'So Fuuton and Doton. That's such a cool combinations, he could probably do a bunch of different combinations of attacks. Wonder what that gourd on his back is for.' But ponder to him self as he continued to follow behind the other boy. “You don't survive out here without being smart.” Shiro would say breaking the brief silence that had fallen over them. Bit would continue to host his same facial expression as they traveled, it kind of looked like a blank stare with a slight smile on it. 'I really hope Atlas-Senpei is ok.' Bit would have a slight thought before he would start speaking. "Yeah, that's very true. Tis is why I've been able to travel alone." Bit would say in a cheerful tone. "But on a serious note, how far away are we from your last known location of the Yonbi." Bit hated to be so direct but he wanted to known, because he wanted to known if he had time to waste or if he had to be swift. [/style] [style=overflow: hidden; background-color: #280f14; width: 390px; color: #6d3943; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; height: 15px; text-align: center;] [/style] [style=float: left; background-color: #280f14; width: 100px; color: #f0e3e3; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-top: -18px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; -webkit-border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; -moz-border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; border-bottom-right-radius: 20px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; -moz-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px;]tagged: comments: credit:[/style][style=text-align: justify; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; width: 260px; margin-left: 10px; color: #9d9d9d; margin-top: -8px; margin-left: 110px;]MASA FUN FUN FUN made by ZINGARA of BTN & LS[/style]

[Not Masakuni]

-A Moment Of Detection

Bump, bump.

Shiro felt it, a sudden stirring in his chest, something that warned him of the ominous portends of fate. Thoughts of late night terrors rose to mind, unbidden, sending a shiver running from the base of his spine to the back of his skull. He looked around him, drawing his coat around him tightly. The comfortable weight of his gourd shifted on his back, and he resisted the urge to reassure himself by touching the gourd, feeling the latent chakra in the sand that was both his shield and his spear.

“Eh, about four kilometres to the west, in towards the centre of the nation.” He frowned, turning his head slightly, listening with both his ears and other, more subtle senses. It seemed faint, like a gentle fog hanging over the swamplands, yet it was there. He was sure it was. He could feel a subtle tension straining the air, a sense that he was not entirely alone. It was less a physical feeling, more a notion that the sands of fate were beginning to shift into new shapes. He stopped, for a moment.

White as bone.

“Listen, just keep going west, and skirt around the flower groves, they're dangerous. There's something...” He hesitated. “I don't know. I need to go, there's something I have to see.” He gave a distracted smile to his new-found associate. He would have liked to accompany the man to find the beast, but he didn't yet know what was going on. There was something warning him that he needed to move now, and fast. “I hope this venture is fruitful for Kumogakure.” With that, he was on the move, seeking after the strange feeling in his chest.

-Exit

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[Messatsu!]

+50 @ Bit!

+60 @ Masakuni!