Meeting The Kage

[Hon]

//Enter

Kochou had scarcely left the village when he came across a mine, a sadness washed over his body as he thought back to his childhood. The slave period of time was now over as he tried to swallow back any excess emotion, he didn't need it now. From the single eye in his head he wiped away a tear and set the large container of iron sand down on the ground. THere was plenty around him, a near unlimited supply thanks to the iron mine.

Tight to his body he wore the black basic clothing gear, a V neck short sleeved top and the blackish jeans upon his legs. On his feet the classic ninja boots, upon his head just under the hair line of crimson red head sat a bright green band with the rain insignia upon it. Over his right eye an eye patch covers the missing eye which was replaced with the Utsurome ritual.

Crouching down, Kochou would run his hands through the iron sand that surrounded him on the floor and looking towards the piles in the corner. Without using any hand seals he would just manipulate it into flying over to him, doing this confirmed that it was an iron mine as he initially thought.

[-Angel of Ame-]

Angel of Rain

From the heavens descended a figure of angelic yet simple beauty. Mitsukai's feet touched the ground without making a sound. The beating of her long white wings against the air though caused a slow moving noise. Wind rustled around Kochou's feet, stirring some of the iron sand that he had been manipulating with his unique jutsu. The Angel of Amegakure was a known figure around Amegakure. Mitsukai pushed her hood back. She wore her long, raven black hair in two braids that fell upon her back. She dressed in a black kimono that stopped half way down her smooth thighs. A nodashi was strung at her hip, her hand upon its hilt. Eyes that obviously belonged to a scholar were shielded by dark rimmed glasses. She did not wear any make up, but her skin was still without flaw. A features reminded one of both ancient wisdom and gracious youth.

"You are a shinobi of Rain, are you not?" She asked calmly. Around her neck she wore her Amegakure shinobi headband. She did not move, she did not add anything else. She was unsure if the mysterious figure had seen her from afar, if she had surprised him, or if he preferred being alone. She simply remained ten or so meters away, studying him as he used the jutsu of what she believed to be the Masamune to play along with the ground's dark sand.

She had not had much history with the Masamune, she knew little of their talents except for the basics. They were a powerful folk formerly of slavery. And used Iron Sand. Mitsukai was an able learner, she always tried to memorize whatever she put her mind to.

[Hon]

A disruption in the flow of the iron sand as someone landed behind him gave Kochou a little alert but the voice still made him jump a little though he did not show it.

"You are a shinobi of Rain, are you not?"

TUrning Kochou would see the headband around her neck and she would beable to see the one on his fore head. Indeed I am a shinobi of rain, My name is Kochou Aburame He wouldn't give his masamune title due to it being part of theslave name, instead it was the name of his adoptive family. Please forgive the eyepatch, there was an issue before joining the village which affectedmy eye

[-Angel of Ame-]

Angel of Rain

Mitsukai studied him now that he stood before her, face to face. From behind she had not noticed the eyepatch. She did not mind it, and whoever did have a problem with it, would have clearly issues of their own. Her eyes always went quickly to the man's headband which he seemed to wear upon his forehead, as it should be. She gave a nod of approval. She picked up on the Aburame clan, which she found peculiar. Perhaps she had imagined the moving dark sand. Perhaps he was an Aburame who had control over regular sand. Still, they were close to a mine, chances were, this was iron sand. He had no idea that she was the new Amekage, no one knew except for the council of elders, high ranking officials and that odd girl she had met in the countryside and had talked onto a mission. Depending on the outcome of the mission, they would perhaps have a new rain shinobi among their ranks, one who was more inclined with the Crimson Rain.

Her straying of thoughts did not last long. Instead she reverted her gaze toward the odd Ame nin before her. "Did I see you moving iron sand?" She asked obviously curious about the whole situation.

She did not ask the question to be rude, her words were not forceful. They were well chosen and serene.

[Hon]

Kochou looked upon the woman before him as she asked about his ability to manipulate the iron sand. With a raised eyebrow he would give a nod Yes i was manipulating the iron sand, ummmm... sorry I am afraid I dont know your name. A small lump of iron sand, no larger than a fist would raise up from the ground and begin to form different shapes.

[-Angel of Ame-]

Angel of Rain

Mitsukai was not insulted that the young Masamune did not know of her. It had been a long time since she had served the village. For the last year or so she had lived in complete seclusion, only the company of Souzen's spirit reflections there for her. "My name is Mitsukai Roze Odayaka the Third, I was the second Hokage's second in command. While I served him, I was known as the angel of Rain." She explained calmly as she took a few beats to look around them. There seemed to be no other life in sight. She slowly approached the mine, inspecting its swallowing darkness. Mitsukai moved her hands to her back before turning back to Kochou. "And I am not the Amekage, at least until a suitable Amekage is found." Mitsukai explained as she studied once more the eye-patch wearing shinobi.

Of course, the Angel of Amegakure was starting to make her own plans. Slowly turning the different shinobi of Rain to her own cause, perhaps but doing so she could become an official and honored Amekage. She would also work to make Amegakure a force to be reckoned with. She would make use of every shinobi at her disposal. "Your people have gone through a lot, Kochou. I want to bring our village into greatness, so that none of its people are every looked down upon by the other shinobi villages." Mitsukai began. There was no use in dispensing pleasantries or playing along with the expected etiquette.

Mitsukai was a woman who wanted results, and who would get them at any cost.

[KoKoKo]

"My name is Mitsukai Roze Odayaka the Third, I was the second Hokage's second in command. While I served him, I was known as the angel of Rain."

Pleasure to meet you Mitsukai, I am afraid I wasn't around the village during the time of the second Amekage. My siblings and I haven't long been in the village. Kochou observed the woman as she investigated the mine, what is she doing he wondered.

"Your people have gone through a lot, Kochou. I want to bring our village into greatness, so that none of its people are every looked down upon by the other shinobi villages."

Mitsukai, I am not an overly powerful shinobi, we were kept to bare minimum with the training on our techniques whilst we were slaves. I am sure there are more powerful shinobi around who could help you more than I... Kochou looked down averting his gaze and simultanesouly he let out a sigh and let the iron sand drop. His thoughts were travelling back to his family and how he could do nothing.

//wrong accoynt sorry

[-Angel of Ame-]

Angel of Rain

"Enough." Mitsukai said, hopefully putting an end to the odd pity party that the young man was going through. Perhaps it was the location, perhaps something had recently happened to Kochou. Still, she only hoped he was not constantly like this. Even if one was weak or not battle oriented, they could never show it, even to someone in their own village. She broke the current stance she had fallen into by reflex, her hand reaching back for her nodachi's hilt. She did not move in any menacing manner, she remained completely passive, studying the Masamune before her. "There may be more powerful members than you, but you can never let that show. You must train, go on missions and everything else that is needed to make Amegakure great." Mitsukai began.

"You must make sure that you are ready when I call upon you to help the village. You must be strong and fierce. For the Crimson Rain." Mitsukai explained. She was eager to revive the former Rain village. One he did not dally with other villages if they were weak. A village that stood on its own, without the help of anybody else. A village filled with proud shinobi. "Be proud, you are of the Rain now and forever." She told him.

Kochou was one of hers. If he did choose to join her and her new Rain, she would fight for him, as she expected him to fight for her and their village.

[Hon]

The startling 'Enough' from the lady before him shocked Kochou's head up and forced his eyes to lock upon her. Assistant to the second Amekage is no excuse for being rude he thought to himself, this place was getting to him and he knew it showed but he couldn't do too much about that.

"There may be more powerful members than you, but you can never let that show. You must train, go on missions and everything else that is needed to make Amegakure great."

WHAT WILL THAT DO FOR MY PARENTS NOW! I WAS TOO WEAK FOR THEM THEN AND WILL ALWAYS BE TOO WEAK TO SAVE THEM! as the sudden burst came from his mouth his fist clenched tight to his hand. Around him the iron sand particles within 75 meters began to swirl and gather above his head forming 4 giant and jagged spears each with 10 cubic meters.

Though as quick as the anger came it would also leave him and as he realized what he done the iron sand would fall away into piles at the side while Kochou tried to control his emotions. It wasn't his style to show no emotion and be a machine. Dropping his gaze again he would lower his tone. I'm sorry Mitsukai, I mean no disrespect another sigh came from his mouth as he kept looking down almost awaiting permission to look at the woman again.

[-Angel of Ame-]

NPC: The Ageless Grace

Angel of Rain

"You meant no disrespect, but you are quite disrespectful." Mitsukai called out to him. Her hand returned to the hilt of her blade, tightening her grasp on it. There was an art to drawing one's sword, and Mitsukai was ready to show this impolite Masamune what she meant. Especially when the Iron Sand began rising above Kochou, she could have seen this as an attack and retaliate in full power. But she did not, instead wanting to study the actions of her opponent. Before the Amekage could do anything though, a woman came onto the scene. She wore a long crimson cloak around her body that covered it fully. Her long chocolate locks tied up in a manner that spoke of nobility.

"Lady Amekage." She began as she came to the angel's side, handing her a rain shinobi headband and something else. Mitsukai nodded gracefully toward the Ageless Grace. With that the woman disappeared just as quickly. For a moment, Mitsukai closed her long white wings before her body, covering it from view. She took the headband and slid something into it. Once all of that was complete, she slid all of the equipment and headband within her butt bag. With that, the young woman spread up her wings, showing their long wingspan before they folded behind her back.

"Sorry for that." She admitted. "I am to meet a young woman, perhaps once that is complete I could teach you manners." Mitsukai told Kochou, no hint of humor in her voice.

[The NPC has exited, Mitsukai remains]

[💀]

[Enter]

From the deluge of Rain Country, Hecate slogged into the clearing where the two stood. One was the woman from a day or two ago who had sent her out on that mission, the body now dragging by the skull, the scythe embedded in the back of the skull. The water had drenched the former shinobi's skin to a sickly pale whitish green. With simple movements she was upon the two already, golden sand from one man and the hand of a Kage on her blades handle. This could prove to be rather interesting.

"So uh...what's this all about?" she said nonchalantly, gesturing between the two of them and snickering. She held up her scythe with the body attacked and gave it a hard shake once, the cadaver crumpling to the ground like a puppet without strings. "We uh...fighting here?" She snickered, a bit of apprehension, wanting things to kick off.

[Hon]

With an almost startled look Kochou looked up when she was revealed to be the new amekage. I am sorry for my rudeness, this place brings back too many memories for a proper conversati.... Kochou was cut off mid sentence with the arrival of a girl...a girl with a giant scythe and a body upon said scythe. Kochou turned his head towards the girl when she leapt down, questioning about the situation at hand. I would not wish to engage the Amekage when it is I who has spoken out of turn. With his hand he would lift the eye patch up revealing the the mechanical slot in his slot and with a small pulse of chakra a metallic eye was formed so he could get a proper grasp of the woman including where she stood, the eye restored his depth perception to it's natural levels. I assume you are the person Lady Amekage is to meet...

[-Angel of Ame-]

Angel of Rain

Mitsukai listened to what Kochou had to say. She turned her head to the side at his choice of words. Had she not revealed that she was the Amekage? She admitted she probably had not. She still needed to get used to it all. Her hand retreated from its perch to fall next to her side. Perhaps she would still teach him a lesson or two later. She wanted all of her shinobi to be ready for what was to come in Amegakure. She needed to have all shinobi on her side, to back her up for what she was to do. Still, the presence of the scythe-wielding female was reassuring, it seemed as if Mitsukai had chosen well. She noticed the body of the man still hung from the spikes of the weapon. She shook her head, a grin upon her lips. If he was a Konoha nin, Hecate had done well. Results are all that I care for. The Angel of Amegakure thought to herself as she approached the green haired sociopath.

"Excellent work, do you have the headband?" She asked of the new arrival, knowing full well that the whole mission had been about that and nothing else.

"My manners, this is Aburame, Kochou, one of my shinobi." She said simply. Considering how Hecate had reacted during their first meeting, she probably would not care about the one-eyed shinobi. Still, she wanted to know Hecate that there was strength in numbers and in having allies.

[💀]

Whatever tension that had been on the air when she arrived had dispersed the moment she was in the clearing, a one eyed ninja from the Rain village staring at her. He turned to look at him for all of a fraction of a second before dismissing him, the sand, and his comment in general. She was here for the Kage and only her, less...there was more to this meeting than she knew. Surely the impaled body made a statement but now it was drained of blood and useless for Jashin, she would need a fresh specimen.

The Kage did address her though, as if a friendly, perhaps that being what they were now, and introduced her to Aburame, Kochou. Her green eyes swiveled in his direction again, for a bit longer this time and she curtsied in a mocking display, offering him a wicked smile and a wink, though she didn't give him her name. Instead she returned to the Kage's attention and fished in her robe, yanking out the headband and holding it out towards her. "No idea why people want these things, but here , take it. It's disgusting." She was happy to get rid of it, like it were some plague.

"Now c'mon c'mon, what is this proposal you made me earn[/e]?" She sneered and brought the scythe close to her body, her hand outstretched, offering the headband.

[-Angel of Ame-]

Angel of Rain

Mitsukai kept studying the young woman before her as she perform a curtsy mockingly toward Kochou. The Angel of Amegakure could not help but smile at the idea of it. Hecate seemed to have no respect for anyone around her. Mitsukai had no idea HOW she would fit in the village, if she accepted her proposal that was. Still, she could use Hecate in their ranks, and Hecate could use them. "I could teach you the ways of the shinobi." She began. Perhaps she had over analysed the scythe-wielding female, perhaps she had seen something that was not there. What she saw was a strong individual, one who could do a lot of damage. Amegakure could use one of those. "I can make you stronger." She added, knowing that perhaps that was what the woman wanted. Power.

"But the only individuals I make stronger...Are shinobi of Amegakure." She added finally, letting Hecate know what was her offer.

"Join me in Amegakure, become one of my shinobi, and I shall help you use skills that only shinobi can use. If there are skills that you wish to learn that I can not teach you, I will find you a teacher in the village." The Angel continued, her voice was a mixture of both serenity and sternness. She had been a woman trained by a wealthy family in the ways of diplomacy and political manoeuvring. She also knew that her position as Amekage was only temporary. But she was not done. She would assume the permanent, honored title by force if needed, and Hecate could help in that. So could Kochou, with some polishing.

"What say you..." Mitsukai realized that the Jaishinist had never revealed her identity. "I did not catch your name." She admitted.

[💀]

And just like that the negotiations began, the Kage leading into the proposal of her joining the village, offering her power. Power. Mortals sought power for their own selfish reasons, Hecate sought to cause suffering, to flay the flesh from the bones of non-believers. IF the fruits she peels with her scythe could scream, they would only be that much sweeter in the eyes of the woman. However she did not want to be within this village what so ever, but instead of traveling everywhere, Jashin was offering her a chance to be stationary, to rest her weary but faithful body and let the teachings come to her, and she would be a fool to deny it, though sshe had to make things clear with the Kage.

"It is clear you wither need me, or want me something fierce." She began, balling the cloth of the headband and tossing it towards the woman. "I say this because you didn't even take the damned headband you sent me out to get. This welp that I killed didn't even put up a fight, then refused the sweet offering of a painless death." Hecate rolled her emerald eyes, Strapping her scythe to her back and stepping closer to the woman, unabated by titles or power, seeing this Kage as someone merely a means to an end. "Hecate. Hecate Uchiha."

There was an untamed hunger in those eyes that stared into the Kage known as Mitsukai. A wild force drove this being known as Hecate, a hungry so insatiable that she could devour the world in her rampage to please Jashin, and still be unsatisfied. It was something so raw and powerful she herself didn't understand it but had learned to live and cope with the feeling, turning it into her main source of power. "I will join your village, under the conditions that I am allowed to travel as is needed. I will need bodies, many many bodies, and if I am not allowed to slay the sheep." She gave Kochou a quick and dismissive look and scoff "the I will have to turn my sights elsewhere, less I become mad with lust." She sniffed her and offered her elegant hand, powerful despite its mass.

"Dare you make a deal with the Devil's Advocate, Mitsukai of the Odayaka clan?" A smile curved this thin lips of hers, the name of a Kage forever burnt into her memory.

[-Angel of Ame-]

Angel of Rain

Deal with the devil's advocate, more like the devil himself.- Mitsukai thought to herself. Her face remained completely passive, not even moving as she was thrown the headband. The Angel of Rain took the headband and slid it within the folds of her short kimono, the headband had an incredible important role to play in her own plans. With that she turned back to Kochou, this was not a conversation that concerned him. Still, she wanted him to know what was going on. Indeed, this sociopath would be allowed to become an Amegakure shinobi. "I accept your conditions." Mitsukai retorted calmly, not at all concerned with the fact that the girl seemed to have no care about anyone else but herself or her god. Mitsukai also had her own god, but she kept him to herself, she did not openly speak of him much unless asked about him. "I will grant you the right to travel, but if you are called upon, as a Rain shinobi you will have to come along and help." Mitsukai explained as she produced a rain shinobi headband from her butt bag and lifted it up toward the travelling scythe-wielder.

If she did take the headband, it would mean that indeed she would become part of the community, that Mitsukai would teach her all that she desired and that she would be allowed to travel. It also meant that if summoned, she would need to come to Amegakure and serve like any traditional shinobi. One could not become a ninja and disrupt all of its traditions. It was bad enough that Mitsukai would be letting a Genin-level shinobi roam free the land. Such things were never supposed to happen.

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"Yeah yeah, Shinobi duties, follow the crowd, all for one an done for all." She took the headband and rolled it over in her hands. She was literally holdin gher own imprisonment in hr two hands, an ite of simple cloth and metal that would band her to the village at once. Though she only had vague ideas of the faith, she only know that Jashin love to watch his children inflict suffering upon others, not that joining a village was forbidden. She just figured that joining a village meant being a number and being tracked, something she was not terribly fond of in all honesty.

With a shrug she tied the headband around her waist, the quadruple lines a nice synergy with her fashion statement, not anything that stood out but gave her a sense of foreboding. Those who's eyes fell upon the hell demon would fear this village, the Kage had much to thank her for.

"So what now?"

[-Angel of Ame-]

Angel of Rain

What now? That depends on you.-Mitsukai thought to herself as she looked over the Uchiha before her. She found it odd that a woman referring to herself as an Uchiha did not already belong to a shinobi village. The Uchiha usually used the Sharingan from what she understood. They were prized in most villages because of their incredible talents. But here she was, on her own completely. And seemed glad about it. Mitsukai knew about being alone, she knew about all consuming loneliness. Having lost the only person she had ever loved and who had understood her, she had given up on any ties that she could feel with any other human being. Still, now things were different, Amegakure was her family and she would bring it to greatness.

"Well you decide, do you have things to do before wanting to learn academy techniques? We can return to Amegakure and set you up in your lodgings. Also you have accomplished a mission, if you wish to receiving its rewards, you will have to stop by the Amekage tower." Mitsukai explained.

"I was talking with Kochou though. Once that is done I can help you set yourself up in the city." She explained calmly. Though it was known as a village, Amegakure was dominated by many tall-as-the-sky buildings, it was more close to a city than to anything else.

[💀]

A reward system? She immediately wondered if any rewards for sadistic torture were within this village of hers. Instead though she needed to know where her new home was going to be, looking at the dead body with a strange longing stirring inside her. "It is best I head to the village, get a feel for the surroundings, see what all the fuss is about there." As she turned her head to face her, Hecate poonted to the body on the ground. "Do you want the body? Study it, see if he was....significant to the village? I was tracked by one known as Godric of the Earth Village and he is rather...concerning." She remembered the pheromone technique he had employed and shuddered with pure disgust.

"He is weak to sunlight, carries a large cross on his back and is overed in clothing. He is seeking...a friend, but considering he was attempting to befriend me while I carried this body, proves to me maybe, just maybe, he doesn't have very noble intentions." she snickered and raised her foot, the perpetual Rain already soaking her, matting her long raven hair to her pale face. 'I stormed off away from him, not too far a stretch to say he could have tracked me here if he really wanted to." she teased, puling her hair from her face.

"Village, academy techniques then lodging. I have no desire to sleep."