Searches for the Rasengan (Public Thread)

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.:Note: Before entering this thread read the following. This thread is made solely for Tayuka to search for the Rasengan and its masters. Throughout this thread, it will be death enabled and everyone is welcome to enter. Note, that those who choose to tag along with him MAY NOT learn the rasengan if he manages to find the master. They must do that in their own thing. If you have any questions on what was just said, PM me. :.

Description:The Town

The town seems to be a small humbling area. Although located in the Otafuku Gai region, unlike cities nearby, it seems to have refrained from the luxuries and pleasures the region is known for. Lacking gambling and women, one my wonder why on earth would this be known as the "Pleasure" region.

Upon entering the village, the most prominent feature stands a bright red bridge spanning across a river. The waters of the river seen to be of a jade mystical color, often mistaken for sickly or pale. Locals believe this river to be luck, and small children can often be seen bathing in the river. The bridge itself is made of solid wood of an unknown type and seems to be well kept and cleaned. Clearly the villages love the bridge and hold value to its existance.

On either side of the bridge, two brick pave roads lead in different directions. One east, the other west. To the west side of the bridge lies several private homes, each side by side without room or gaps, as if land is lacking and poverty has taken hold. Small children run about naked, scream as they play with stray dogs and cats on the brick road. Windows seem often shattered as doors creak slowly off their hinges, desperately begging for oil. An old man can be seen seated outside of the 3rd house on the west side, his face seems aged with time, his body thin and slender as if lacking nutriton. Houses seem run down and often look quite filthy. Nothing else seems to be found on the west side. The east side however is quite another story.

As one looks down the brick path they can easily identify several shops and plaza's along the road. Young couples hustle about with a more brisk pace as they cheerfully shop about, peering into restaurants and other bars. Gentle and soft music plays in the background, livening the area and causing all the more delight, it seems to resemble jazz. Scattered about, pristine large houses may be seen running atop the shops, as if rented out to the rich for a constant luxurious surrounding and atmosphere. Had one not know any better, a stranger may think that the bridge is the line of poverty and wealth, of success and utter failure.

[I C H I R O™]

<sup>Heading into Otafuku Gai, Takuya's hair motioned backward due to small breezes that had come rushing toward him. His clothing clean and his eyes Onyx as usual. His arms were wrapped securely in battle bandages and his gloves were secure. His olive jacket kept the winds from getting to his chest as it should and kept him warm as well. There's no doubt he would've been warm without it.

Takuya's jaw dropped as the large bright, solid wood bridge came into sight. The bridge rested built over the pale river waters of the town connecting one side to the other. The beautiful bridge before his eyes had him frozen in place with its beauty you could say. He had never seen such art before, that is if the bridge was hand-made. Besides the several gates in the Claw country this was his first time seeing something so interesting. He couldn't move for a sudden moment but soon snapped back to reality hearing a splash. He headed toward the bridge, his eyes scanning every aspect of the area with no time being wasted.

The amount of trees would be at least ten to fifteen if it was in percentage. His feet lightly continued to tap the brick road below his feet as he calmly walked through the town in search of a powerful master. His mind rested relaxed as the only thoughts that went through it were thoughts of pride or thoughts of learning this technique and getting back home. He shifted his eyes toward an adult who he had seen only moments earlier when he had arrived. If Takuya would have come here looking for decoration and beauty, besides the bridge, there's no doubt that he would've been disappointed. Small patches of shin height grass had grown just below the surface of the water and against the wall.

Takuya sighed at the mostly poor views of the first side of the town, leaving him with no other choice but to continue his 'tour'. Takuya lightly exhaled as he stepped up onto the bridge and headed across it. Stepping down from the bridge and turning to his left, he had spotted a variety of people walking around; Some holding one another's hand and some by themselves, some not holding hands, "I should get to know the town before anything." Takuya told himself, as he inhaled a shallow breath and exhaled it slowly. As he stepped passed the many people on this second side of the town, he spotted several houses, no gaps. This was sometimes a rare.

The Genin's eyes widened as two naked children ran passed him in pursuit of what looked and probably was like a cat. Continuing through this part of the town he was called to bt the several squeeking you could say, of the doors and the appearance of what looked like broken windows. He wasn't all so worried about this, Takuya was more focused on examining the town for now. Lifting his hands and placing them on the back of his neck Takuya let out a quick sigh. A few feet away, he could see an old man, his skin wrinkly and dry. He was alike the pool...pale, "Man...that first side of town was dull.." A small smirk of disappointment drew itself onto his face and sent him on his way.

Finally coming up to the old man who had been outside his home, or someone else's for that matter, Takuya lifted his hand and slowly dragged it through the air to wave to the guy, "Hey..." Takuya said, in a way which was showing he was going to wait for an answer. Turning his head from the old man, Takuya looked down the continuing brick road only to spot several shops and restaraunts. From his position, he could hear a soft melody. It could've possibly been from one of the men down the road somewhere. With his eyes slowly moving back onto the old man he opened his mouth to speak once more, "Hello...? You alive..? ha..." Takuya said to the man supposedly using sarcasm.

The way it looked due to the way the bridge seperated one side of the town from the other was, this side is poor and this side isn't. If this was the actual reason for such disappointment Takuya would have grinned but he would have also continued his search. Takuya's mind focused back onto the man. He breathed shallow, but the breaths were enough to prove that he was alive, bringing his little sarcasm thing to a sudden crush, "Is there anything special about this place?" Takuya asked. He waited patiently for the old man to reply. Hopefully he would do it quickly so he could continue his examination of the town.</sup>

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As the stranger continued down the road, all would seem quite, all would seem without life. The two children who had previously ran infront of the newcomer would ignore him, as if his existence was naught. Screaming with delight they would find themselves hopping into the river beyond, splashing each other with joyous delights. Across the street, the old man continued to sit there silently, his eyes semi closed as if in a daze. His breathing slowed as if in some sort of peaceful slumber, he would abruptly awaken to the stranger. His eternity of peace would be halted as consciousness would rip him from his sanctuary, his goddess of sleep.

A hand would shake violently before his face as the old man’s wrinkled eyes would slowly peel open before him. Crud still stuck within his eyes, deep old lungs would inhale slowly, more deeply, and exhale with a hacking cough. Slowly withered hands would arise, placing themselves upon his eyes and gently rubbing as to clear way. Ignorant of all other questions, every action would be slow and deliberant as if he had all the time in the world. Upon finally finishing his awakening ritual, hands would fall to his sides limply, as white foggy eyes would stare upon the man. His head turning about slowly as if surveying the area, the few thin white hairs upon his head would gently flow in the wind, dangling upon loose threads. A look of confusion appeared on his face as he continued to stare about, never directly looking at the young shinobi.

“What?...”

A crackled voice would sound, as if parched from lack of water. Again a soft cough would clear his throat only for him to yet again attempt his question.

“What?... Who’s there…”

Silence would ensue as he continued to stare about. A soft ancient hand would wave slowly into the air, feeling out gently as if attempting to find the presence before him. Slowly the projection would extend forth, approaching Tayuka’s face. Gnarled fingers and nails encrusted with filth beneath them would attempt to feel about, clinging onto his face if successful. Clearly the old man was blind, and clearly time had taken its toll upon the man’s mentality and preciseness.

OOC: PM me when you post.

[I C H I R O™]

<sup>Takuya's eyes continued to view the man as he slowly opened his eyes. It had looked to Takuya as if this old man had been sleeping for ages and would have continued to hadn't he come along and awaken him. Takuya sighed in relief finding that the man was actually still alive and noticed that he had began to violently shake his hand in front of his face as if he was mad. The man let out a devious cough, sending his 'morning breath' up Takuya's nose. He had no idea what he was smelling at the moment. The man must have been sleeping for sometime now, his breath smelling so bad.

Takuya bridled as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath which was soon to be exhaled. The man then lifted his wrinkled hands and rubbed some of the crud from his eyes, taking his time as if he had all the time in the world. Takuya opened his eyes and lifted his hand to place it on the back of his neck. Slowly, he rubbed it awaiting the man's next action but indeed as he thought, by the speed of this man's moving, he would be here for a few minutes. As his arms dropped to their sides and the old man opened his eyes, Takuya noticed his white/grayish colored eyes. At this time, Takuya thought it was just the color of his eyes.

As the man supposedly surveyed the area Takuya called onto his once more, "Umm...hello??" He began to grow impatient but had to hold himself. The man was old after all. By now, Takuya could see it. This man must've been blind. Feeling sorrow for the man Takuya closed his own eyes and grinned to himself. He had always hated seeing people with disabilities or health problems and he himself was one of the healthiest of people. As the man seemed to look confused and stare around, never looking directly at Takuya. "What?..." The man asked, with a slightly crackled and old kind of voice.

Letting out one more cough, a soft one this time, he spoke, "What?... Who's there?..." With silence enveloping the two for a minute, the man lifted his dirty finger-nailed hands into the air and waved them back and forth searching for the face of his aquantnance. Knowing how the man was so helpless you could say, Takuya drowned his actions of moving away from the blind man's hands and decided to let them cling to his face, to at least try and make out what he looked or felt like, "Yeah umm... I'm here and I'm a male if you haven't figured that out yet..." Takuya spoke in a clear voice so the man would clearly understand what he was saying.

His mind was focused on his disability to see, "I'm sorry about you eyes..." He added, "This place is kinda' rundown don't you think...?" He added once more with a slight smirk. As the man's hands rested upon his cheeks, he lifted his own and placed them on the man's wrinkled hands, slowly but surely stopping contact of the man's hands on Takuya's face. He stood in place and held the backside of the old man's hands waiting for a reply. His heartr rate increased for a moment and then went back to normal. He had never doen something as this before.</sup>

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His fingers finally meeting a target before him, the old man would sigh slowly as he began to feel upon the textures of the boy’s face. A voice would be suddenly heard, not quite clearly, yet still heard. It seemed to have a fine feminine pitch to the old man, as like most elderly that which is true, and that which is desired is often construed. Nevertheless, he would begin to become more alive as the boy before him stood there. Suddenly the words of the boy would be heard as they entered through his ears. Still perceiving Tayuka to be a female, he would reply accordingly.

“How dare you think I’m blind…” The fingers gently dancing upon Tayuka’s face would begin to slowly press in upon his eyes just before Tayuka’s very own hands swiftly removed them from his face. It seems that the man was either in denial or quite offended by the statement, yet nevertheless he seemed to be blind, for as his hand was removed he began to grope wistfully as if to make another connection to the face.

The phantasm of a hand would suddenly stop in mid air as he continued to hear yet another word to be spoken from the boy. His mouth would grow silence as he sat there upon the rickety old porch wondering in amazement.

“What?... How dare you insult my lovely house!!!” Hands began to wave wildly, or what would seem to be wildly had the elderly man possessed more strength. Suddenly a violent cough would ensue as he began to cease his actions and attempt to placate his hacking cough. As if trying to continue his words, he would force utterances of sound as the cough continued to rob him of speech.

“East *cough* Side… Where am *cough* I?...”

As if he expected the boy to fully understand, his pale white orbs would gaze past Tayuka to where he imagined him to stand. Waiting patiently for a response, a slight bit of drool would escape from his mouth as he lazily looked about. His feet would ensue gently rocking about in his chair upon the porch as he wondered where he was.

[I C H I R O™]

<sup>“How dare you think I’m blind…” The man spoke, slightly surprising Takuya into thinking that he wasn't blind for a moment. But he then realized that he had to be. There was no way the man's eyes could be so fogged and he wasn't blind as well as the fact that he was feeling upon his face just moments ago. Takuya held the man's hands in confusion for a few moments just waiting. Only time would reveal whether the man was truly blind or not. It seemed as if he was, it seemed so much as if he was. In fact, it seemed so much that he was blind that there was no way he could change Takuya's mind unless he grew pupils and showed him around.

Without more wait, Takuya listened as the man opened his mouth and spoke once more, “What?... How dare you insult my lovely house!!!” Hearing the man try and shout this as he attempted to swing his arms wildly, Takuya giggled to himself. He thought to himself how funny this was but wasn't at the same time. He tried not to bust out laughing but couldn't help but let out just one little, "HA!!" After slapping his hands across his mouth and just thinking to himself about how much the man's age had overwhelmed his body.

As the man let out a violent series of coughs, Takuya approached the man by stepping onto his porch and lightly began to pat him across the back, "You okay?" Takuya asked in curiosity. “East *cough* Side… Where am *cough* I?...” Hearing the man speak these words as he coughed. Takuya stood in place trying to unpuzzle what was said, finally coming to a conclusion only minutes later. He stopped patting the man across his back and placed his left hand lightly on the man's right shoulder, "Umm did you mean, East Side as in a question, where are you??" Takuya asked. He shrugged his shoulders and took a deep breath.

The man drooled as he continued to rock back and forth in his rocking chair slightly calm and relaxed, "I believe we're on the west side." Takuya said lightly as he wondered if the man was okay. This man was just a known face but he was someone important, because he was a living breathing human being.</sup>

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As the old man continued to sit there waiting patiently, his efforts would soon be rewarded. The boy before him, still thought to be a girl, would speak slowly and clearly as to be heard, for the old man’s words seemed to have made sense to both parties. Wheezing in his little wooden chair, he would intake the words of the boy bit by bit, thinking to himself, as if gumming upon his very lip. A calm hand would reach over to his back as the old man sat there, he would find its touch soothing, for the cough which once plagued him would finally cease long enough for him to speak.

Eyes looking up longingly, he would stare mysteriously into the distance, his mind baffled he would scratch his head slowly as another of his very few hairs began to fly off gently into the winds. “So… If this isn’t the East Side… I’m in the west side?...” He seemed confused as he sat there repeating this to himself over and over yet again and again. “Im… in the west side?...” His voice began to quiver as he realized himself to be hopelessly lost. A look of despair became to overcome the old man slowly as he suddenly made the realization that he had been so ignorant of. “Oh dear… If that’s the case… How do I get back?!!?”

Attempting to get up from his chair, thin scrawny legs would shake as his slender arms began to heave his body up. As if he hadn’t moved in quite some time, he would tremble, as if about to collapse back into the chair. Pausing to gather his strength, his ears would grace upon the sounds of the water as he stood there momentarily. “I’m too old for this… No way I can make it back alone…”

Turning back slowly to the boy who still stood before him, as if motioning to fall, he would ask him slowly. “Little girl, would you perhaps mind escorting be back to my home on the East side?...” His voice sounded to have gained some authority as he stood, the blood began to rush back into his legs as he spoke with more pride and dignity. Although one may have doubts about his claims to have lived in east, at a further glance they may see some truth. For the old man’s shoes seem quite well made, had there been less dust they would have been of the finest quality. His ragged pants seemed to have once been tailored with the finest silken threads, having now shredded themselves to a frayed mess. Perhaps he tells the truth?

[I C H I R O™]

<sup>Takuya looked down at the old man as he began to stare off into the distance, looking as if he was worried. What was going on... and how was it happening in such a way?? The old man lifted one of his hands to his head and scratched his head, one of his hairs flying off within the winds. The hairs must've been dead and he was obviously here for a great deal of time. Could he have possibly thought this was his home the whole time he was here? Takuya continued to feel sorry for the man and grinned to himself hoping he still knew where his home was. “So… If this isn’t the East Side… I’m in the west side?...” The man asked himself in worry.

The old man asked himself this question one more time as his voice quivered and a look of worry covered his face. “Oh dear… If that’s the case… How do I get back?!!?” These words shocked Takuya. It was impossible that this man could have been so lost for so long. Behind Takuya's eyes, a world of frustration was beginning to build itself. He was insanely frustrated that this man had to become so 'sick'. Takuya began to open his mouth and speak as yet another breeze flew along, this one sending his hair waving backward. The man placed his hands on the arms of the rocking chair and began to push himself to his feet, obviously attempting to get up. His legs would begin to shake as he hadn't moved in some time now.

Takuya took a quick step forward in an attempt to catch the man before he could fall back into the chair, which he however did not do. With a quick pause, he tried to push himself up once more and gave in, speaking to himself or Takuya, maybe both, “I’m too old for this… No way I can make it back alone…” Takuya extended his hand out and placed it on the man's shoulder. He then nodded and spoke, "I'm Takuya Ichigawa." With ease, Takuya stated his name and grinded his teeth. "Little girl, would you perhaps mind escorting be back to my home on the East side?...” Takuya closed his eyes for a moment and sighed.

"Okay, no problem I'll escort you back. But do me a favor and call me a little boy next time. I'd rather be called a little boy then a girl at all..." Takuya opened his eyes and lifted the old man's hand, getting ready to help him to his feet, "Can you walk...?" Takuya was paying no attention to the type of clothing the man had or the dusty leather shoes that were able to be seen. He was just focused on getting the man back to his home... could he be telling the truth though...?? He is blind afterall. Takuya took a deep breath and grinded his teeth together one more time before looking down to the old man's feet.

"Come on. Can you walk?" He asked once more. The east side should be easy to find from where the two were now. At least that's what Takuya was hoping. Otafuku Gai looked kinda big and there was alot of traveling that needed to be done.</sup>

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OOC: Ok, here is a brief overview of what must be done.

1. Every post you make, I shall perform a dice roll. There will be a 5% chance (dice roll 1-5) that you will find the man’s house. If you do not, keep posting and rp out finding his home.
2. Every post made by you will have another dice roll. This dice roll will be an 80% chance of the old man getting lost and separated from you. (dice roll 1-80).
3. If the old man becomes lost, you will have to write a post searching for the old man. There will be another dice roll of 20% (1-20) of you finding him successfully. Then you will continue rping to find the old man’s home.

These steps will continue until you find the old man’s home. For these posts, they must be of decent sized length (which is determined by me) and must actually pertain to the task required of you. (Either finding the old man, or his house.) In these posts you may ask other people, control npcs and what not. They may not help you find him or do any work however. You must perform all the searching. The old man may not die.

Let the searching begin. Good luck!

Back in character:

Nodding slowly, the old man would agree to follow the boy. His blind eyes grasping about slowly for a hand, he would then await for his departure and follow swiftly.

[I C H I R O™]

<sup>As the man climbed pushed down on the arms of the rocking chair to get to his feet, Takuya gripped the inside of the old man's arm and pulled him up. He now stood tall, at least taller then he was when he was sitting. His knees were slightly bent as any elder's would be trying to stand at such an age. Takuya stepped down from the porch with his hand on the man's shoulder, guiding him down, "Watch your step." Takuya said, the man stepping down without tripping or losing his balance. Taking a deep breath, Takuya turned from the man to face the path he had come down to interact with him only minutes earlier.

He stepped forward and slowly began toward the east side of town following the now soft melody of music that had been playing. Takuya headed forward, turning his head every few steps checking for the man's home. He wasn't all that far from the blind man but his intense hearing would help him folow Takuya's footsteps. Takuya would almost forget that the man's intense hearing was beginning to cloud because of his age. However, he continued, spotting one of the first shops along a plaza. The dusty bricks below their feet would give off no kinds of sound unless constantly tapped by the gallop of a horse.

Much seemed confusing but Takuya didn't want to leave the man sitting in that chair any longer. As he continued down the dusty brick road, the old man as well, the sound of arguing, playing, and or gambling adults would cloud all's hearing. Takuya would look closely at each restaraunt to make sure it wasn't an apartment/house. It would esily begin to crowd as he reached a point where people rushed in and out of shops cheerfully shopping. The number of shops side by side in the east side of town were incredible.

Takuya had seen nothing of this sort before. His eyes trailed passt each civillian slowly as he searched for homes that should seem to look...old, hadn't the man been there for ages. As the people rushed past, they would occasionally bump into Takuya who would stop and look at the old man who stood just a foot away from him. He turned his head from the man and looked toward a large house. From where he was he couldn't really tell how far away it was, but he could tell that there was a shop on the upper floor. He called out to the old man telling him to turn to the right and began to walk toward the home.

But only after he had neared the old man first. He headed down this next path, the poeple of the town continuing to rush past. Until he approached a man who looked like a traveler, "Hey...umm you ever...oh forget it.." Takuya noticed that the man was obviously sick and needed help. He turned from him and continued toward the house, only to be called by the man moments later, "Hey you wunnah by sumpstuff?" The man stumbled forward toward to Takuya, nearly knocking the blind man on his back. Takuya reached out and stopped him from bumping the man with a grin, "Go away." Replied after pushing the man back.

As Takuya and headed off and occasionally looked back to spot the man, he walked up to random homes and asked if they were shops or not. Sometimes he got a 'no' other times he got told to 'get lost.' He grinned, now just a few feet from the large house. He walked up to it and stopped examining it. His mind was pierced, he wanted to find this house bad now. He had no idea it would be so much trouble, especially traveling with a blind man. He sighed and tilted his head back then looked to the old man checking if he was behind him.

It was pretty breezy now. Standing still there would be no way for anyone to need to push by or squeeze somewhere. His forehead protector slipped off of his forehead and down onto his neck where his face mask rested. He couldn't tell the time right now but he as sure that the home would be found before sun down. If not it would probably get dangerous, he was in Otafuku Gai, for his first time actually. This place was big and by the looks of everything, there had to be thugs and what not around here.

He inhaled htrough his nostrils and exhaled through his mouth, just waiting before he would continue the search for the old man's house, the one he stood before was one he would check.</sup>

[adero]

Dice Rolls

The old man was lost. Proceed to find him.

[I C H I R O™]

<sup>Turning his head and looking over his shoulder, Takuya jumped spinning directly around, "Are you serious!!!" He shouted in shock that the old man was gone. Takuya stepped through the crowd of people and looked past the group that stood before him. This place was crowded and the old man was blind. He had no clue what he was doing and its no one's fault. As he slid past and sometimes shoved people out of his way searching for the old man things began to heat up. His forehead protector continued to rest on his neck and he soon unzipped and took off his dragon jacket.

Small breezes brought a delightful smell into Takuya's nose but it didn't help him jump off the simple fact that he had to get this man home. How did he get so far away from it anyway...? Takuya's eyes ran across people searching for a head of nearly no hair and clouded gray eyes. Time was jumping across the clock and Takuya was hoping he found the man and then his house before it was too late. As he walked through the crowd of people continuing to search for the man, he looked back and forth, left and right. He was looking everywhere for this elderly man.

There was no telling what could happen to him in this town, being blind as he was and everything. Takuya's heart pounded in fear for the man. He began hoping he was alright and that he would find him with ease. Things weren't going as expected...expecially for Takuya. THe soft melody that was playing began to annoy the Gennin, him being in his position and everything. He pushed his free hand through his white and brown hair while his other hand held onto his jacket, "Old man where are you...?"

He grinded his teeth together and looked to his left using his eyes he would thoroughly trail each person he saw, aiming to catch sight of the old man. After a few minutes of looking around, he finally spotted a head of only strands of hair. He rushed through the crowd that had been in his way and stopped looking down at who he had thought was the old blind man, "he..real smart move Takuya." He said out loud to himself with a disappointed look on his face. He clenched his fists and turned around facing the direction he had just came from.

Too bad there wasn't really much he could do to increase his chances of finding the man. He wiped his free hand across his forehead and walked into the crowd, looking and following one side to continue his search for the old blind man. It was said that it's easy for a blind man to get lost, but it said nothing about how to find one. Takuya smirked at his thoughts and looked to his left and then quickly to his right. His eyes began to burn and he grinned to himself, "How could I have been so careless...?" He slapped his forehead and continued through the flow of the crowd.</sup>

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Dice Roll

The old man has not been found.

[I C H I R O™]

<sup>Takuya continued through the crowd of people and closed his eyes. As he continued with the flow of the crowd he thought to himself, "I've gotta retrace my steps if I wanna find this guy..." He opened his eyes and stepped out of the large group of people and headed down the plaza. He looked over to a bunch of nearby boxes and headed toward them. As he slowly walked toward the boxes, his eyes gazed back and forth through the series of people that were walking and bumping others. He lifted his hand to wipe more sweat from his forehead and sighed coming to the boxes.

He hopped up atop one and stood tall, above almost everyone else. As he stood here towering the people that walked along the hot plaza brick ground he scanned heads searching for the old man. With the sun the only thing towering all on the village, it gave off a large amount of heat which the ground absorbed, making it hotter then it already was. Takuya's eyes raced back and forth qquickly and non-hesitatingly as he began to grow tired of searching for this blind man. He had grown tired but he had agreed to help this man home...he was blind and could almost hear nothing afterall.

Takuya jumped back to the ground as a man came through a door behind him and began shouting, "Stey off fof the buxes!!!" Takuya jumped, being startled by the man's quick actions and turned to him nodding against his will, "Right...I'll stay off..." Barely understanding what the man was saying he soon figured he had been talking about the boxes since he didn't come out until he got off of them and started shouting. He grinned at the man and slowly turned away to continue his search for the old man that had gotten lost, or he had lost.

With a hand holding his jacket, and one just above his eyebrows as if he was saluting, Takuya kept the sunlight out of his face and eyes giving him just the right amount of sight for him to continue searching for this man, "I never did get that guy's name..." Takuya slightly smirked and became determined to find the man. He headed down the the plaza once more and turned a nearby corner, "Another packed plaza eh..?" Takuya spoke and started down plaza. As he did so one of the men bumped into him and kept going.

As he turned back to confront the man he caught a glimpse of what/who he thought was the old man. His eyes could have been decieving him as they did the first time but he decided to check it out anyway. Takuya headed toward the nearly bald man and put his hand atop his shoulder, "Excuse me..." As the man slowly turned around, he looked up to Takuya, not blind at all, "Oh I'm sorry..." Takuya turned from the man and headed down the plaza once more to hope and end this search soon. "Man...there sure are a lot of almost bald people in this place..." Takuya laughed to himself and clenched his jacket.

~15 Minutes Later~

Turning his head every other way, Takuya's eyes trailed each person of elderly age he saw. This was getting a lot more frustrating then it already was but he had no choice but to dal with it as said previously. He took a deep breath, inhaling through his nose and slowly exhaled, letting the breath out through his mouth, "Come on..." He said to himself as he continued down the plaza searching.</sup>

[adero]

Dice Rolls

Wow, big city eh? Hes still not found.

[I C H I R O™]

<sup>Takuya glanced to the sky above as he walked down the street of Otafuku Gai. As he continued on down the street, he tilted his head down and looked to his left catching view of some people inside a nearby shop. Noticing that the person he was looking for wasn't in there Takuya sighed and continued on. He next looked to his right at some of the shops and restaraunts on this side of the street, people causing him to lose sight of it every other second however. Lifting his right hand which held his jacket, onto his shoulder, he brought his hands to the back of his neck where his forehead protector hung and untied it.

As he did this he twisted his body to the right a little, moving out of a stubborn man's way and continued on, "I don't think he was gonna move..." Stating this to himself, Takuya made a small grin rise onto his previously blank face and headed on down the street glancing back and forth while fixing his forehead protector. He lifted the forehead protector up to his forehead and re-tied it, tightly and secure. He then dropped his left hand down to his side and placed his right hand on his jacket, tightly grasping it and bringing it back down to a hanging/dragging like state.

Takuya walked down to another nearby shop and approached one of the men standing outside it. He lightly grinded his teeth and looked up to him, he was pretty tall, in fact he seemed alot taller then Takuya himself. He stood in place nervously looking around. He wore a small t-shirt which was tucked into a long pair of dirty, ripped navy blue pants. He looked like he was wearing ninja sandals but Takuya couldn't tell because of the length of his pants. All that could really be seen was his toes and a black type color.

His face was dirty and he continued to look around as if he was waiting or looking for someone, "Umm excuse me.." Takuya said in a low and soft tone of voice to the man. After a few more moments of looking around, he looked down to Takuya and spoke, "Y-yes how may I h-help you??" He lifted his hands and dragged them across the top of his head. A head which looked to be full of hair...dirty hair. His hands were cut up and his eyes seemed a dark red color, "Have you seen an old man..." Takuya lifted his hand showing how tall the man was and looked into the shop behind the tall being.

"About this tall and nearly no hair...?" The man's eyes gazed upon Takuya's as he opened his mouth to speak, "No..." Takuya took a large deep breath and turned away from the man. He looked through the crowd of people walking through the street and headed into it ginning as he looked back to the man and spoke one last time, "Thanks for your help anyway." He lifted his hand and waved back at the man as he looked over his shoulder, closing his eyes and smiling. With the street of people decreasing the man's sight of Takuya he grinned.

"Now where is this guy....?" Takuya asked himself as he looked on through the crowd, "No luck whatsoever..." He walked through the crowd narrowing his eyes as he held onto his jacket and wiped some sweat from his cheeks. Stopping in the midst of the crowd, he looked to his left and then his right hoping to spot the old blind man.</sup>

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The old man was not found

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OOC: Gonna stop training into this for a small period of time. This will be continued soon though.

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Halted for now.