Spat Thunder [Invite Only]

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More than likely, this will remain closed, to maintain a proper equilibrium in my posting methods. However, if you are invited, then do remember the setting is FILLER and set prior to the events occurring after this post. Merci.

Fierce and jagged strikes of lightning cut through the grey sky cloths as the wandering Rain ninja embarked on a journey far away from home... which had been even further from the reach's of Amegakure no Sato. Ryuuji, dressed in atrous raiment from head to toe, moved across the countryside as a flitting image as more bolts of lightning moved starkly through the night sky. He had since been living in Frost country, where in a small village he had been taken on for hire as a mercenary. His katana rested in the grasp of his right hand - it would awaken with an alert steel had the shinobi required usage of the thing. Due to his upbringing in a specific style of kenjutsu, the wanderer wondered for a moment what sort of men he might encounter here. He had heard of samurai hailing from Kaminari no Kuni with various styles of swordsmanship being under their belt. Given the possible disadvantage he may face, the astute shinobi opted to carry, also, his naginata, which had been tied to fit across his back. What other smaller weapons, such as star shuriken and kunai that he carried, where stashed away in the compartments of his flak jacket; further, he had several sets of hira-shuriken jostling in his pockets, but the noise of the items had been blanketed out by the belches of thunder that came from the malicious skies.

He moved forward steadily....

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There had been a warmth in the area; that, and also a heavy smell of smoke, eventually led Ryuji to a small village in the western forest of Lightning Country. With all the overcast, it was difficult for the foreigner to determine whether it was day or night; he could see from his vantage over to the north-side of the village, where there had been a natural rock protrusion from the land, several villagers gathered around the fire. The pelting rain did little to distress the hardy group as their burly shoulders rolled the waves of water right on off. The Ame nin tightened his eyes into a leer as he attempted to peer further into the darkness, as to see what exactly they had been doing. None else littered the dirt roads of the shoddy place, so maybe it had been dark, after-all.

Having noticed this, Ryuji dared venture further inward, to distinguish human speech from cloud clatter. With collected poise, the furtive ninja moved to a dark lit area in the same vicinity as the men. He could count three men and two women, who were almost as equally as large as their counterparts. He pressed himself against the roof of the abode he peered from, his steel eyes watching with senses observing.

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