Moyoushi Entrance ~ Crisis Mode [DE]

[Mikuru Uchiha [~Miko]]

Situated at the entrance was the Moyoushi Security Force. At present it was being lead by a man Code Name Sparrow. Normally the well guarded gate still had a somewhat inviting presence, at least for those with Visa's but this time it clearly looked as if nobody would be entering the city. Sparrow had been keeping a firm watch on the horizon, his expression non-chalant. Despite this, even he could not hold back the grin of seeing Moyoushi's President-Elect walking up the path.

There was silence, albeit for a moment as the two looked at each other.

"President-Elect Mikuru, your mother has passed away in the care of your adopted brother."

This was how Moyoushi's Top member of the Security Force greeted the President-Elect. Straight to the point and ready to give the necessary information.

Although the wording of the message was very sensational, Mikuru moved closer towards Sparrow in order to hear the full details. It was her whom assigned the young man to travel to Mist and keep an eye on her mother. The feeling of pain mixed with other emotions yet it was something only the girl's eyes displayed. Her lips remained in rather neutral, she could not afford to show weakness infront of her men after all. Instead she motioned for a guard to come over and take some of her belongings as well as the hostage.

With one last glance at Sparrow, her form twisted to look out into the distance.

"If the others don't arrive shortly I shall be leaving out to Kirigakure. Tell our beloved President that my Inaugueration will go on as planned once I return."

A simple nod was all Mikuru would get out of the man as time seemed to stand still at the gates. Yet it was only for a moment for there was more news that Sparrow would whisper into her ear concerning Moyoushi and the state of it's affairs.

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Ikiri had already looked around, seeing everything looked distress. Not trying to be, appearing, or like. Out of the ordinary. No headband and weapons concealed. But, he would note and begin in the direction of Sparrow. Grinning at him, Ikiri would swiftly move amongst the people, not trying to cause any such alarm. Then, getting behind Sparrow and whispering into his ear, Ikiri would speak.

"Inform Me."

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[Mikuru Uchiha [~Miko]]

How...unexpected, the criminal returning to the scene of the crime. Despite the Jackal catching his eye as he weaved his way through the guards, his expression remained stoic. Lady Mikuru was present after all and thus he didn't want to blow the cover for Jackals. Instead he silently whispered to a security member before looking to the President-Elect.

"Excuse me Lady Mikuru, I must attend to some urgent matters."

Thus he'd move in position to better listen to the approaching Jackal, albeit more out of sight. Of course the Jackal wanted information...it was clear from one glance at the entrance that things weren't well. Just the same, he handled the situation calmly.

"Come with me."

Thus he'd walk away from the line of Security Force members aligned to the entrance. Moving towards the left-most door, he'd signal for it to be opened and await the Jackal's entrance inside before following behind him as the gateway would close down. Within the interior it was fairly dark. There was a stairwell which Sparrow proceeded to follow should the Jackal be accompanying him. It would lead to a door, a hidden basement meeting room for the Security Force. There was a small table already prepared with two chairs. Sparrow wouldn't motion for him to take a seat or anything, he'd just simply move to the table and take a seat. The next chair was directly opposite him.

Once set and assuming everything went according to plan he'd speak.

"It was rather risky for you to return here after killing Lady Mikuru's Election Manager. It proves you are indeed a brave Jackal. You must remain low and out of sight of her though, for now. We've got an assignment for you. We'd like you to kill up to ten citizens of this city. They've been pre-selected as people we suspect of wrong-doing in Moyoushi but have no solid evidence on them. Once your mission is complete, fade away and blend into the city. If you're caught as the killer you know your life will be over. If you succeed and aren't caught we will have a fall-out guy ready to take your place."

Retrieving a black folder from under the table he'd slide it to the Jackal. It would also feature the reward for this mission.

"A junior Security Force member will escort you in so that you can gain access to your targets...try not to have too much fun with him."

Sparrow mused though he'd remain in his position for now. The door itself would open as if right on que revealing the Junior. He certainly looked nervous. A small brunette of about 5'3, male. He appeared to be about fifteen-sixteen but was in fact eighteen.

[Jackal 01 activated]

Looking out into the distance, she was surprised what seemed to be a citizen was headed this way. It was unfortunate that he returned to the city in such a state but Sparrow handled the situation whilst another assigned Security Force member remained by the President-Elect's side. Regret was filling the Uchiha's mind. Her mother didn't need to return to that place...that place was no longer home. HE WASN'T HER BROTHER, he wasn't FAMILY. Yet...in his care, in HIS land...he let her die. She wanted to know the full story...no, she probably already knew...He'd pay for this and so would the killer.

For now though she had to take care of her home, someone disobeying the law...soon to be her laws. This was indeed a bold move, one she would not tolerate. This killer would be captured, trialed, and most likely tortured before his own obvious death sentence. Would her agents be successful on their own? More than likely, yet where were these agents...?

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Urgency. Not a good sign.

having followed and listened to the interesting predicament he was now intertwined with, Ikiri would only remove his weapons. All 'em. Placing them on the table, Ikiri would begin to place his syringes in a specific order in the case. Placing it within his flask jacket, he would then place his senbon in holsters and such. Although his senbon & kunai were all filled with Stomach Acid, Kunai were way too large for any type covert operation. Also leaving his Umbrella, Binoculars, tremor stones, map, and all his money on the table.

Taking the black folder, Ikiri would look to Sparrow after the weapon rearrangement.

"Watch my s#!%, 'kay Sparrow?" Ikiri would ask, then he would almost, command, "Also, I need five blank writing scrolls, then I'll be off."

current kill count: 0

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[seppuku]

"Thank you."

Monzaemon's fingers released the thin, crumpled throat from his grasp just in time for the man to catch his breath, batting away the talons of unconsciousness. He'd nearly been strangulated by the living-legend for his refusal to shed information on their President-Elect, the man's true purpose for visiting this pathetic dump in the first place.

Sandals lightly patted against the path he traveled while walking toward the gates, the location detailed by the weakling he'd encountered a mere moment before. Did the sage fear retaliation? Of course not. Even if the victim some how found the proper authorities to handle the situation, the elder man had vanished amongst the crowds. Finding him would be like looking for a needle in a hay stack, but the needle could move whenever it chose to.

Naturally, the moment his eyes befell the young girl he knew who it was. The coward's description of Mikuru was excellent and to the 't', from her hair to the tint of her eyes. The first phase of his hunt had come to a sudden close, but there was always more to add on.

A single stepped turned into many though they would not be seen. He disappeared from sight as if erased by some greater being only to be traced back into the landscape at Mikuru's side, facing the direction she chose herself. Monzaemon's presence brought no ill-will or intent, but rather a warmth like a father; I mean, isn't that what all sages were? Ancient defenders?

"I have a proposition for you, Moyoushi President-Elect, Mikuru." His voice was stern much like his expression, deep and filled with a wisdom untold. "Of course, this is only if you have a moment to hear an old sage."

[Mikuru Uchiha [~Miko]]

Even a fairly stoic individual such as Sparrow couldn't help but raise an eyebrow as Ikkiri proceeded to unarm himself. His weapons laid out across the table as was his Ryo. It indicated that he took the misison seriously, a covert operation after all. Yet perhaps what caused a careful... "Oh...?" was his request. Issued in the form of a command, the young Jackal was already speaking like a leader. Perhaps that suited his code name, Jackal 01 though he was still unproven for now.

Just the same, Sparrow would treat it as a request for now. Time was of the essence and he still had one more issue to attend to. Reaching to his hip pouch, he'd begin to retrieve the writing scrolls as requested. They were grey and red in nature, the fitting colours of a Jackal. He'd be tossed these scrolls before Sparrow spoke once more.

"Is there anything else that you need?"

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The legendary Sage was doing his own legwork throughout Moyoushi. Clearly he was unphased by the lockdown as he interrogated a simpleton on the inside. He needed information about the President-Elect and received what he needed to know. Word spread fast when she arrived at the gate. They were expecting her after all. Before the guards could be warned however the elder male vanished into the small crowd gathered around the gate. He'd no sooner with some recognition from a guard prior be allowed outside.

It was there he re-emerged into sight as he weaved through the ranks of the Security Officers. Placed firmly by Mikuru's side, he looked out into the horizon before opening his conversation. It could have sent chills down anyone's spine and to be caught so off-guard, Mikuru almost gasped. It certainly caused her to turn and face him. He was offering a proposition to her, at this moment in time. A moment of crisis, of despair... "Wait, maybe he has useful information..."

The musing of the President-Elect did not take long. Her aquamarine contacts locked onto a gaze of the Sage before her lips parted.

"A...proposition? Surely you know of the state of affairs for this city. Despite this I'll hear you out, this day can't get any worse after all."

...Seemingly she did not recognize this great figure, nor did she have any info about him. At this point she only took his word at face value due to his impressive show of skill combined with her lack of skill at the moment.

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Grinning, Ikiri would speak his request.

"Maybe, If you see me while I'm doing the operation, you can pass me off about five vials of poison. Something lethal of course. That'd be dope."

Picking himself up out of the chair, Ikiri would grin and turn from Sparrow. Backtracking out from the way he came in, Ikiri would walk out the establishment. Blending into the area's crowd, the boy would disappear amongst the folk. He would most likely be passed of the locations of the targets sooner or later. After all, no one gets all the info at once. it never happens. Opening the folder and removing the scroll, Ikiri would read the first name and would head in the district the target was in. assassins, assassination, and money. oh, how much better could this get?!

"Hello, It's Me. I've thought about us for a long long time..."

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[seppuku]

"All things come to pass," Monzaemon whispered. "Much like your father and mother. Two entities worthy of praise, and I was fortunate enough to have done combat beside many occasions, and even share some of the vast knowledge I have acquired of the years of my existence."

Perhaps she would be a little more inclined to listening once that bit of information had been given-- the man who mentored her beloved father now stood before her. "Yet in the end... they too, like you and I, succumb to the will of death."

A somber melody he sang, but truthful nonetheless. "But that does not mean that we cannot continue the legacy of the dead while in life. Your father had a vision, one that he inherited from me, myself. I stand before you for that very same reason -- do not think I am ignorant of your plans, Mikuru." He wouldn't dare confess what it was he spoke of, but he knew that she would understand. "You inherited that from your father, just as your twin brother has."

There would be a pause for her to absorb all of this before he continued. "I merely seek to aid in that cause."

[Mikuru Uchiha [~Miko]]

The kid really was something else, his final request was rather amusing but it was one the Sparrow would consider in silence. Thus he'd let the new recruit go off, the junior Security Force member who had arrived to escort him had to end up following him instead. Yet he would follow in secracy, serving as both aid and a judge on the boy's performance. As for Sparrow, he needed to prepare for these dead bodies. There was also another concern, the Shitakuma girl...there was a reason for wanting her to disappear. They needed to replace her with someone in order to gain better information and act as punishment for the ways the family had been acting. Supposedly involved in the criminal underworld recently, they were being aided by outside mafia. If they were to gain any more power and status, they would become untouchable like the Kikkawa were in this city. That wasn't an option and thus the Senior Security Force member would leave the meeting room. Moving back up the stairs, he'd eventually leave as he had duties elsewhere. In particular, he needed to find that stand-in...surely the River nation had someone suitable.

--NPC Exit, Sparrow.

Curiosity almost turned into melancholy when Monzaemon mentioned that all things come to pass. If this was all the Sage had to--- but no, he played an interesting card. An ace; if you will which shook Mikuru's world. Surely the information acquired by Sparrow was kept confidential, so how would this man come to know such? Well, more than likely his story was true. What would have been a sharp glare was instead filled with shock. A man whom worked with both her father and mother. Sharing his knowledge with them and even his hand as they battled. She felt the silence weighing down upon her, thus she forced out a small phrase.

"I'm listening..."

Indeed she became incline to listen to the man's proposal now that he checked out. So why did he feel the need to revive past wounds? Mentioning the fickleness of life, especially in relation to her parents death was hard to swallow for many, Mikuru included. Yet there was no time for interjection on this subject, Monzaemon continued to speak...offering a positive spin on the situation. Little by little, the man's knowledge would dawn upon her. The truth about her goals, her plans, the basis for her existence to date was revealed within that one moment. It was all inherited by the man whom now stood before her. As if the information he provided wasn't enough, he felt the need to cast even more information to the light. It was true she worked hard on this plan, hard for Moyoushi...all to fufill her father's dream...to match his legacy. Yet why did she lack so much important information about the family she loved so dearly?

When he mentioned her twin brother, out of reflex she moved her hand to touch her right cheek before resting her palm against her heart. Despite the pause he took for her to absorb the information she was still confused. Answers, she needed them...as well as more information:

"Twin brother...so then my so called adopted brother is actually my twin...?"

She then paused, her breathing was losing the pace it held prior.

"...You wish to aid in this cause, my cause...no your cause...but shouldn't I follow you? E-exactly who were you...to my father and mother?"

Questions...ones that needed answers. Would this Sage provide them to her in this moment of despair?

[seppuku]

"No," he mused. "Your adopted brother was simply a devoted follower of your father's belief. Your twin brother, your blood brother, is a Hyuuga named Odorishi. Much like you, he was sent off to fend for himself as a child-- the Hi no Kuni, in Konohagakure, where he would find his own path and master his fists."

Yes, the wise sage has done his homework concerning the late Kouketsu's seed. While he had spoken briefly on the Uchiha's plans for his children were he ever to have any, an event that obviously occurred, Monzaemon was never actually sure he would go through with it. That is... until he did a little searching.

"I was a friend, a mentor, and a brother in arms to your father. To your mother was I a advisor, one she could contact should she truly need my wisdom--"

"As for the roles, it is unimportant. I seek to aid you in your cause, for I alone can do nothing. It is together that our power will bloom, our goals brought to fruition. The decision is yours, young Mikuru."

[Mikuru Uchiha [~Miko]]

It would seem her voice was temporarily lost. Yet her lips attempted to mouth what she wanted to say."I don't believe it yet..." no sooner would she follow up on her musing:

"...I figured as much. All this time, all those years..."

Her left hand moved across her visage, trailing across the eyelids with a feint of hand. Once the magic trick had come to pass; Monzaemon would be able to see Mikuru, the true Mikuru more clearly. The faux Aquamarine hues were replaced withan unusual lavendar, sparkling like pearls just as her mother's did. Just as any Hyuuga female's would.

"I accept your proposal but...I need to know. Why? Why did father do this to us...? Does he truly believe a set of mix-breed twins could live up to his legacy?"

Despite the question, thoughts were racing through her mind. Thoughts about a long lost brother, a twin no less. Yet everything was becoming clear. There were strange occurances in her life that she could not explain. Why did she allow the young boy known as Hibari to follow her around? Why did she accept Takeda's stalking? It boiled down to a missing counter-part. She felt incomplete, a deep bond forged by birth...moving through DNA and perhaps even onto a spiritual level had been taken away from her.

"Does my brother know about me? About what happened to Mother? I need to see him and... I need to see my mother. Can you...take me to them?"

A mighty sword seemed to be thrusted before Mikuru's path. One dubbed 'truth', before they could begin movement on their plan. A plan for a better world...a world free from the shinobi arts, answers needed to be obtain. New bonds needed to be formed and old ones repaired. Perhaps on her own, the strength to head towards Mizu no Kuni would have been due to revenge and despair but perhaps with the help of this Sage, something more could be achieved. There was hope yet for the late Kouketsu's children.

[Exit]

[swift]

Bodies huddled around the once open gates of Moyoushi City, covering the path towards a home he had missed for far too long. His figure was, as always, recognizable, the tattered white gi, red gloves and headband becoming a trademark the fighter coined long before embarking on his long journey away from his homeland. During the secluded and private pilgrimage, the way of the fist was improved, and the world became a grander place in the eye of the brute. He was now at shouting distance away from the gates, and without time wasted, his vociferous voice tore through their established order.

“YO!!! Why is this place always lookin like a fucking dump!? Swift can’t be workin’ with this!” His travel bag dropped like a sack of potatos at his side once he spoke. The statement was not meant to be challenging in any way, though to those unknowing of Swift’s dry and unique humor, insult was sure to follow. Soon after, the attention of some was drawn, while others allowed their subordinates to handle it, carrying on with usual business. Regardless of their reaction, Swift had already entered a fighting pose, gloves high as he punched and kicked invisible targets in the air. He was anxious, and he was bored.

[Mikuru Uchiha [~Miko]]

Returning to Moyoushi's entrance, the lockdown of the city was still in effect. It wasn't as bad as before but circumstances needed to be dealt with. There was internal politics, the vanishing assassin, and much more to worry about. Thus the Inauguration did not happen. Even with Mikuru's current return, it STILL would not take place until the young Uchiha had taken care of all external affairs.

Prior to this moment in time, Swift whom was all too axious to brawl did not get the chance. The Juniors laughed at Swift's dry humour and gave him the "yeah, yeah you do something about it" as they ushered him in.

Now, it was time to see about family matters.

[Enter/exit]

[Mikuru Uchiha [~Miko]]

Gone again, the President-Elect had business to attend to and the guards bowed her out.

[Exit]

[Lerix]

He would go though the forest leading to Moyoushi and find himself at the gate. Show his citizenship papers they would let him enter. He destination was the Eastern District there was something about to go down what ever it was he was going to be there. It was time to go to work he presumed from his feeling. His mask secure on his face he would go.

[enter Moyoushi]

[tyo]

I had grown tired of the Moyoushi lifestyle. Time for a break.

[exit]

[Lerix]

I so can't stay here its time i find another home.

[exit]

[redspider]

Itsuki walked out from the City of Moyoushi. Things had gotten slow around here and he felt it was time to move on elsewhere. With no family or others to rely on he had to find somewhere to belong.

"There's a huge world out there. I'm always welcomed back here." He said remembering his permanent visa. "I will go see the world."

[exit]

[Geno]

I posted on the wrong account. =.=