The Crude Five [open]
Apr 30, 2011 9:02:47 GMT -8
Post by 永遠に on Apr 30, 2011 9:02:47 GMT -8
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Optic embers strained quietly at the five figures. He could not see very much within the dark, especially when they had black cloaks covering their silhouettes. The chuunin stayed remotely silent as they’d pass by but quickly after he climbed the building behind him. The stony edges of the building were no match to his chakra which acted as a glue to his fingertip. Once he got close enough his hand gripped upon the ledge and pulled himself up. It were chilly at his altitude but senju were not usually disturbed by such feeble-minded stimuli.
He had only one tactic planned thus far. He had to see where they were planning on going for the night – surely they weren’t planning on travelling much further within the village of mist at this time of night. Sohyo needed a rendezvous point in the morning when he’d begin his search so he would stick around a little to see where they were going. A soft breeze swept through him softly lifting his locks in waves of heated air.
One of the crude stopped and did not keep up after them. Sohyo knelt after seeing his sudden reaction, ’did they see me…!?’ he thought to himself whilst crouched. His hands muffled through his pouch and his fingers played skillfully with his shuriken just in case . The cloaked figure seemed to be muffling around, doing something but Sohyo was unable to predict what that actually was.
Mystery enveloped the senju’s thoughts. The cold bone chill of the cement beneath his feet sent a chill right through his spine just as the cloaked figure looked back. He seemed to stare right at him but Sohyo knew better than to react simply off of a random gesture. But he was sure that the hooded figure was looking within his direction, he could feel the stare. The vigilante did nothing though, he simply chuckled under his breathe and followed along after his comrades who had found the words ‘Inn’ atop of a building.
The voice was of another female – not the one he’d heard from Mona or the other big headed guy. This one seemed a little gentler, though the thought seemed a little contradicting to the chuunin. Sohyo simply watched as they slipped right through his fingers. The thought of him getting another chance ruffled through his head as more of an impossible feat if anything – so he quietly resumed to his house… making note of where they were staying.
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