runnin' out of faith [private]

[Naoki]

His cousin had supposed to be back in the Land of Fire, but she got caught up in the excitement of having a baby and went on an impromptu trip over to the Land of Rain to visit her husband’s family. Naoki was trying to remain calm and understanding, but as he sat in an inn lost somewhere in the country getting drunk off his ass, he was finding it hard to. It was late and he didn’t feel like travelling anymore that night, so he was kicking back a few bottles of sake.

The Mist shinobi was wearing a black tank top and dark red BDU trousers, his headband hidden in one of the many pockets because he didn’t want to reveal his village in a foreign land. Sure their villages were allies, but he didn’t trust that too much. He didn’t quite fit in even though he took his headband off though, his bronze skin not matching most of the patrons who were pale, and his bright golden eyes only added onto the exotic look. Not to mention the fifteen red and yellow flowers on his arm, eight on his right and seven on his left. Normally there would be a swarm of butterflies attracted as well, but he hadn’t let them all follow him into the inn because he figured it wouldn’t sit well with the barkeep.

Naoki was sitting alone at a table near a corner, and he couldn’t even remember what number drink it was when he downed another glass. Hidden in his BDU trousers were six kunai, sixteen exploding tags, two frag grenades, and a compass baseplate. It was more discrete than using a buttbag for sure, as it looked like he was merely wearing dark red cargo pants. He was wearing black boots as well, as they helped when walking through the wetlands of the Land of Rain.

[[.Xochiuetzel]]

X was dressed dark red leather cloak, white gloves on his hands. Under this is dark black shirt, black baggy pants, and sandals. He also wears a loose tie that can be easily removed as it is but a rag around his neck on top of the cloak. His clothes are worn thin and threadbare, he has torn knee high socks on and his shoes don't match, as one is dark green and the other is black. he has a black old sash around his waist.

X moved into the tavern, he was looking for a night's rest, but as he entered the room, he walked up into the room, in his hand he carried a Tsue Aramusha in his right hand, and on his hip was his quiver with all 150 arrows, partly regular arrows, his tattered partly ripped rags hung from his body, he paused as he moved closer to the corner booth. He paused as he realized that there was a flowery smell coming from the corner, he frowned lightly as he moved his feet making some noise as he moved closer to the man in the corner booth.

Hmm.... I wonder...

he moved to place his hands on the back of the chair in front of the table that the smell came the strongest from, he spoke,

is this spot taken?

He moved out the chair, then he took off his Mobile Operations Bag, which contained 32 soundbells and 4 sensory poles, placing it on the floor next to the chair and took a seat anyway as he finally allowed himself to relax slightly.

[Naoki]

The brunette looked up over his shoulder when he heard another’s voice, a little too intoxicated to have noticed the other approaching. “Nah,” he muttered as the other sat down, taking another swig and hissing as the burning sensation ran down his throat. His golden orbs traveled over his sudden company, and he couldn’t help but chuckle a little when he saw the rags he was wearing and mismatches shoes. Naoki was too much of a perfectionist to ever allow himself to look like that, even now after trudging through swampland he had made sure his clothes were in good shape before entering this rundown inn.

“Want a drink?” Naoki was already waving the bartender over before he even got an answer, and they got some more sake and an extra glass for his new friend. “You blind ‘er shomething?” The man’s words seemed a little slow and his speech was slurred as well, the young man clearly already drunk. His question sounded more curious than anything, and he poured the other a glass and refilled his own with sake, managing to only spill a small amount of it on the table. The white eyes and mismatched clothing were a pretty big hint, but the weapons threw him off. Never before had he met a Shitakuma, so he hadn’t any idea how a blind person could use those things.

[[.Xochiuetzel]]

X eyed the man as he spoke, clearly he was drunk, that was intrusting really, though, his lips cracked a smile, the voice of the man. It was clearly beautiful he eyed the man before himself, he was being bombed with questions. He glanced at the man he chuckled as he moved his hands together and rested his head on them before he answered his questions in his voice that was almost monotones but yet, one could say, musical,

Yes, I would like a drink, whiskey. Yes, I am blind, so would you permit me on studying your face close up with my finger tips, if you allow it. Because I must say, your voice is beautiful.

His face twisted into a smile as he watched the reactions from the other male, he had just almost flirted with him, but he couldn’t tell if he was straight or not really.

[Naoki]

Immediately Naoki ordered a whiskey for his new friend, as he tended to be quite the happy drunk. His attention soon returned to the other as a brow rose as if to ask if the guy was being serious. “My voice is beautiful, huh? Never heard that one before,” he chuckled lightheartedly, deciding not to take anything too seriously at the moment. If he was sober he’d probably be a little pissed, but right now he wasn’t nearly as uptight.

“Go ahead, I don’t shee why not,” he shrugged, speaking with a slur still as he grabbed one of the man’s gloved hands and held it up to his cheek. It took him a second to realize something was wrong, and then he moved to pull the white glove off and sit it on the table. His eyes fell shut as he brought the now bare hand to his face again, letting go to invite the guy to feel his features however he wanted. Never had he done something like this before, but he was too drunk to feel awkward about it.

The Mist shinobi’s face was warmer than usual because of his blush from the alcohol, and the other could feel his strong bone structure and attractive features as well. There was a beauty mark beneath his left eye and the man could probably tell that his hair was a little long by the way the locks framed his face, though they were only about neck length.

[Naoki]

"Ah hell, I jusht remembered something," Naoki said before pulling away from the blind man and stumbled out of the tavern, not thinking to mention where he was going.

[exit]