calm before the storm. [P]
Oct 21, 2011 14:21:57 GMT -8
Post by KID GAMBINO. on Oct 21, 2011 14:21:57 GMT -8
INUZUKA, HANSHIN.
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] EVER COME ACROSS SOMEONE THAT YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE FUCKED WITH?!?! |
Nature certainly adhered to the thrill of surprising those that journeyed within it's confines, raindrops suddenly leaking from the clouds above onto the striding duo below. A single hand rose to his brow as he sheltered his eyes from the falling liquid, peering up to confirm that this was indeed unexpected rain. The sound of a disapproving groan exited his mouth as he continued to gaze upwards, underestimating the cloud formations that had situated around him. The storm cloud that loomed in darkness in the far distance was still floating toward his presence slowly, but this drizzle was undoubtedly the work of it's henchmen. The plan that he had devised earlier would have to be initiated sooner than expected, changing his attention to that of the mighty mounds of dirt that paled in comparison to the mountains that Hanshin hoped to reach, but it was appropriate for now. His speed hastened as a single hand gesture signaled Niro to mimic his own impatience, dashing forth in pursuit of discovering a cavern in the towering hill's epicenter. Just as he climbed the side of the miniature mountain, his eyes speculated the area, struck with disappointment time after time as his search for shelter failed repeatedly. Surrender sounded like heaven at the moment after ascending 25 meters, the drizzle kamikazing into his frame endlessly until an unforeseen vibration disturbed his concentration. "Hehe, we've got company, Niro..." The ears of the Inuzukan family never lied, a faint thumping resonance entering his conscious from a distance. Although soft and barely noticeable, especially in the rain, nothing escaped Hanshin's perception, halting his escalation instantly. Shifting his head vigorously in the assumed direction, his vision confirmed his hearing, the repetitive sound being the footsteps of an approaching man, who was directly 30 meters ahead of him, and was descending fleetingly. The mysterious pedestrian's acceleration was quickening, Hanshin analyzing whether he had any business with him, but he was never one to flee from confrontation. The man and the Inuzukan had identified each other in the wide open, Hanshin's ascension continuing onward as he was now 20 meters from reaching the male's descent. His composition expressing that of a wanderer's stride, the details of the items that he carried within his baggage consisted of basic shinobi equipment that he had looted from his previous encounter, such as exploding tags, shinobi headbands, a map, smoke and flash grenades, some knuckle dusters, and a strange flute. Nothing that Hanshin valued extremely, but he wasn't going to allow this advancing man to run through him like the falling rain, his movement pausing 10 meters before the man. Whether the mysterious, ivory-stained stranger pursued Hanshin or something else, this Inuzukan intended to find out. "You seem lost, lad..." Knuckle Dusters Mateki - Demonic Flute Exploding Tags [30] Smoke Grenade [3] Light Bomb [1] World Map Otogakure Headband Kumogakure Headband Inuhochouki 'B' special thanks to renni for the smexy ass template |
