Preparations at last (Jiro, Takeda, & Brother)

[Runeska]

The Chuunin looked around the village casually. The hustle and bustle was extravagent and everyone looked as though they were already busy. He leaned against the wall of building facing the quickly moving sea of bodies and faces. Aclime nestled the scroll in his hands containing the information on a mission he would take soon. His casual glancing belayed the attentiveness of the faces he scanned. He wished to take with him a few shinobi who might be looking eagerly for a bit of action. Afterall, why force the unwilling to commit? Surely, there'd be someone who couldn't find something else to do, or wished to get away from the hum-drum activities of the village. Mist needed to keep it name and presence in foreign affairs up, and that couldn't be achieved by staying huddled up within the gates.

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Name: Castle in Hell[AME]
Rank: B
IIC Length: 3 Days
Difficulty: Moderate
Description: On the northernmost border of the Fire Country lies an abandoned castle. It belonged to a pretty prestigious family of shinobi from the Leaf Village, but when a team was on border patrol, they noticed that the entire thing was just abandoned, left. They didn’t notice anybody else there, but it wouldn’t be too much of a surprise if thieves were stripping it for weapons and valuables. The only way to find out is to dispatch a team there. Leaf, of course, is going to send a team to secure it, but there are a few valuable things there, like weapons, that might attract other villages as well.
Objective: Investigate and secure the castle. Find out what happened to the family that lived there.
Location: Fire Country.
Villages Present: Leaf & one other village (first come, first serve).
Reward: 5,000 Ryo plus weapons and maybe a few other things.
NOTE: Weapons will probably be secondary ones. Few other things will probably just be odd items I throw into the mix.

OOC: We can meet here before getting the mission in the tower

[Molokai]

The deafeningly steady rhythm of bustling, faceless villagers assaulted Toru's senses.

Worthless, droning worker bees constantly running about their daily business like slaves at their masters' whip. Slaves obey. Men choose. And these puny degenerates obeyed every command given to them without a moment's hesitation. If Toru were to stand before them and instruct them all to jump, they would undoubtedly chant in unison, "How high?" Ridiculous. Disgusting. He was ashamed to consider himself as one of them, just another cog in an army of mechanized pack animals.

He needed to get away, to escape from these doldrums and show that he chose his own path. Men choose. Slaves obey. And Toru was determined to choose. There were no orders, no commands, no rules or laws, just suggestions. "Perhaps killing your best friend isn't such a good idea." Perhaps not, I think I'll take your suggestion into consideration. Have a nice day. That's how the world should be. Not a colony of ants wielded like puppets by their Queenkage. Holed up inside the anthill, he would surely be consumed by the mania and succumb to the slavery.

He needed to escape, needed to free himself from the bonds of the village gates, even if only for a few days. Thus he spied a boy standing beside the fleshy river, distinctively apart from it and clearly observing it. With shockingly white hair and piercing silver eyes, this boy was almost as strange in appearance as Toru himself. The only thing he was lacking was a giant plant sprouting from his waist (and perhaps a second skin tone) and the two would have been on a level playing field. His clothes betrayed little about him, however they did provide clear evidence that he certainly was not another clone in the crowd.

Precariously fording the river of humanity, he approached the white-haired one with trepidation, wary of the potential first-impression he was bound to make. Hopefully he could identify Toru's deformities as part of a bloodlimit, and thus not shun him like a leper. Once he was near enough for his voice to be heard, he took a shot in the dark, "You, shinobi. What's on the scroll?"

[DeeDub]

[enter]

Jiro enter the village proper from the mizukage's tower. The town seemed busier than normal as many criss-crossed an open plaza. Jiro perched on an high building scanning the crowd. A field of tans and browns filled the streets making their day with meaningless chores and errands but what Jiro and whom he was meeting was doing the real work.

I could do all of their chores hanging upside down in my sle... Ah!

He spotted the chuunin he was looking for. The almost silver haired chuunin stood against a wall. He looked a few inches shorter than he but that didn't matter he was his senior. A leader of ninja teams as which he was now a temporary part of for this mission. He wanted to get away for awhile and do something important.

Jiro stepped off the roof clearing the entire square and landing on the building over the chuunin. he jumped down and turned to face the chuunin

"Jiro here... pleased to make your acquaintance"

[Runeska]

The eyes of the chuunin continued his perception of the crowded walk way. This event was mesmerizing in the sense that people could actually follow one another in such a manner. Simply put, it was sickening and made his skin crawl He couldn’t believe that shinobi could act in a manner identical to mindless insects. For a moment, he thought of shaking things up a bit. After all, it would only take one well placed punch, or a single jutsu, to cause enough chaos to scatter them like the mindless insects they portrayed themselves as. And yet, what were his eyes today? Those of saintly a angel, or a virulent demon? It was too soon, too early in the day to make such a judgment. But he digressed. These eyesores exhibiting lesser brain stem function were still his fellow shinobi. He’d just have to “enlighten” those that he could. But this was a disgrace.


He shielded his eyes in disgust for a brief moment, as if a second of allowing them from his vision would change a thing. Yet when he opened his eyes, something had changed. A distinctly different being could be seen in the distance. The distinctive qualities about him appeared to be the fact that he carried some sort of plant with him. At least, it appeared to be carried from this distance. This oddity crossed over the raging rapids purposeful, as if he were seeking something. I was perhaps a bit early, but it seemed a probably candidate was making the scene. Finally, when his body emerged dry, the full scale of is eccentricities revealed themselves as their was very little normality’s in his appearance. The plant he thought he saw was in fact attacked to his upper body. His hear was green, and eyes were solid brown.

As he approached near, he saw the slight hesitation in his step. Perhaps he portrayed himself as a predator looking for prey. And yet there was another figure to approach him yet. This one consciously recognized him as an escape, or perhaps a key to certain adventure. He saw him for a brief moment overhead as he leaped over from the other side of the street-riverbank. His feet made a soft plodding sound above him, then he simply appeared before Aclime as a great shadow. There was nothing distinguishing about him aside from his eyes.

"Jiro here... pleased to make your acquaintance"

"You, shinobi. What's on the scroll?"


“Hm… I see we’re not all insects here. Nice find you two.” the hint was very obvious, and if they looked behind them for a moment, it would seem as though no one had even notice their presence. A small grin grew upon his face, but whether it was warm and appreciate, or of malicious intent, he could never tell himself. “This scroll leads outside kirigakure and into Hi no Kuni. It seems I’ve caught your attention with it. Perhaps an excursion is in order as a reward. Yet It seems you might sign up before knowing the mission.” He turned his hand over and loosened his grip on the scroll so that the others might be able to take it into their own hands. “Here, is the objective. I trust this is what you both are looking for.”

[Molokai]

Unless Toru missed his guess, he had just struck gold.

During his approach to the white-haired one, another had appeared, apparently equally as interested in the mysterious deviant as himself. His attire betrayed almost nothing about him, nothing but his height was discernible from the folds of the cloth. In fact, it seemed that the only distinguishing feature about this man were his eyes. Naming himself Jiro, the figure stood before the sliver-haired one with the utmost of dexterity.

It was then that he with the scroll would respond to their words, expressing his gratitude that they were not insects as the rest of the village seemed to be, and smiled in the most intriguing way. A small crease appeared at the corner of Toru's mouth, the beginnings of what would be a devious smirk, as he listened to the speaker. Here stood before him a chance to travel, a chance to go to another country where he would risk attack and all manner of hardship, only to return to his village a stronger shinobi. What the silver-haired one said was Toru's ticket out of the anthill, and he would be the first to reach for the scroll when it was offered.

Unfurling it between his hands, he read it several times over and felt his lips pull back into a slight smile. Northern end of Leaf village meant the possibility of finding the village, the possibility of thieves looting the place almost guaranteed a meal, and the chance of ninja from other villages being present was just too good to pass up. Thoroughly convinced that this was exactly what he needed, he rolled it back up and offered it to the one called Jiro while informing the white-haired one, "I'm in."

[brother]

[enter] "...Scroll leads outside Kirigakure and into Hi no Kuni...reward...mission."

Yasora stopped. After a full day of wearisome training, he was just about to call it a day...but this had him intrigued. An opportunity to finally leave the country was not something he wanted to miss. He glanced over to the group of three Shinobi, all huddled next to a vacant building. Two of them seemed ordinary enough, but there was one that stood out from the rest: a two-faced man of black and white, appearing to being devoured by a towering flytrap.

He took a step toward the Shinobi, but then hesitated. It's probably something dangerous, anyway, he thought, now walking away. I can't have myself being-- Yasora quickly changed his train of thought. He turned back to the three-maned group, staring curiously. Heh... If I really have a destiny, then nothing will happen to me... he reasoned. "Right?" he added, looking up to the sun.

Sighing, he approached the Shinobi, unsure of himself. I'll probably just be a hinderance... He interrupted their conversation as he finally reached them.

"Excuse me?" he asked. "It usually isn't my style to be so pestering, but whad'ya say to having an extra for this mission of yours?"

[DeeDub]

Jiro acknowledged the other ninja who had arrived. A man, about his height, his face two-tone, with a giant plant around his shoulders obscuring his face from the sides. ANd the chuuunin he remembered from his run-in from before. He had quite the anger issues.

"A mission in Hi no Kuni. Lucky us, you have me here. I just investigated the entire country. Besides the hidden village."

Another had joined the trio. Seems as if he was just passing by as he noted the three stand outs from the hustle and bustlers in the street. He was about Twon inches taller tha Jiro but ,uch thinner and maintaining a thin and toned build. WIthout a closer look he would've mistaken him as a woman. But they were a full ninja cell if the chuunin accepted the new guy.

"I'm in." The plant man said.

The scroll was passed to Jiro after the flytrap guy had looked it over. aS he received it he gave him another look over. Jiro had once fought a man uninjured by physical attack. "What was special about this guy." He thought. But he opened the scroll and looked it over. As the chuunin said the mission was in Hi no Kuni the closest country with a ninja military.

"Since i'm here.. lets do this!" Jiro closed the scroll and looked at the newcomer. "Umm..." He hesitated. "Is this guy in, chuunin-san?"

[Runeska]

"A mission in Hi no Kuni. Lucky us, you have me here. I just investigated the entire country. Besides the hidden village."


"I'm in."


"Excuse me. It usually isn't my style to be so pestering, but whad'ya say to having an extra for this mission of yours?"


"Since i'm here.. lets do this! Umm... Is this guy in, chuunin-san?"


Aclime listened to the replies of those around and after everyone had spoken, he closed his eyes for a brief moment in thought. The one in black seemed to already have some knowlegde of Hi no Kuni, which would definitely be useful. His name was Jiro. The other two had yet to introduce themselves yet. The man adorning the plant, who may have been part himself, as he was unsure, was obviously part of another clan. His presence felt different, much like how others could sense a difference in Aclime.


The third man to come though seemed a bit plain and not too much of a presence. However, it was clear he wasn't an insect of the hive. But just what was he? It was too soon to tell, but the fact that he took notice was a good start, or at least he thought, as he looked at the sea of bodies. It was clear at this time that there would be no other particpants to show up. This was a start, one he'd make the most out of.


Addressing Jiro first, he said, "Your knowledge of Hi no Kuni will no doubt prove quite useful on this mission. And yes, the first task is to break away, which you are all successful in. The mission objective is to loot and secure the castle, after which, we leave and report to the tower." He looked between the three briefly before speaking again. "By the way Jiro, you may call me Gekkido. I would like to know the names of everyone else as well. It'll be easier to communicate once we leave the village. And so that it is clear, we will be leaving in one hours time from the docs. I'd advice you all to meet any preparations you require. If there are anymore questions or anything else you feel needs to be explained, it should be done befoer we leave the village."

[brother]

"The mission objective is to loot and secure the castle, after which, we leave and report to the tower... You may call me Gekkido... We will be leaving in one hour's time from the docs."

Yasora was not exactly sure, but it seemed like he was in. He took the simple acknowledgment of the white haired man--who was the obvious leader of the mission--as an acceptance, a welcoming. He smiled at his three new acquaintances, introducing himself, "I am Yasora."

[Molokai]

Gekkido, Jiro, Yasora.

The team that he would be accompanying to the Land of Fire had all introduced themselves, leaving Toru the only one yet to state his own name. Clearly Gekkido, the white-haired one, would be leading them on this expedition, which most likely meant he was of Chuunin level. At least, he didn't appear old enough to be a Jounin, so it was assumed that he was a Chuunin. Jiro, the mysterious one with the strange eyes, seemed to be the proverbial second-in-command, so to speak. His prior knowledge and recognition by Gekkido clearly meant that he would be the favorite.

Then there was the newcomer, Yasora, who smiled pleasantly after spitting out his name. He was either nervous or excited, and Toru hoped for his own safety that it was the latter. Which finally left Toru himself the odd man out. Their lingering stares on him did not go unnoticed or unmarked. They probably suspected a bloodlimit, the likes of which none of them had ever seen before, and thus were either greatly expectant or greatly apprehensive of his presence. That was all speculation on his part, of course, but it still meant that he would have to perform at the top of his game.

After memorizing the name and face of the one called Yasora, he returned his attention to Jiro and Gekkido. "My name's Toru." He would offer no other information about himself, not even his family name which would reveal the identity of his clan. Why not? Well, clearly because if they wanted to know they would ask, and if he found himself in a position to use his clan techniques it was doubtful that the name of them would matter very much.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got preparations to make."

[really EXIT this time]

[DeeDub]

It seemed "Gekkido" as he wanted to be called had remember him from that earlier run in. Toru had been here when he first introduced himself. Passing the scroll to Yasora, Jiro reintroduced himself.

"My name is Jiro..." He said turning to face Yasora.

"And so that it is clear, we will be leaving in one hours time from the docs. I'd advice you all to meet any preparations you require."

"In one hour, gotcha" Jiro jumped up quickly ascending to the building he recently descended from he had a quik errand to run but would meet the group at the docks.

-exit

[brother]

Yasora watched as the newly introduced Jiro and Turo took off in their separate directions, both seemingly eager to get things started. He then looked at Gekkido, who was still casually leaning against the wall, saying "I take it you'll handle matters with the tower." Yasora nodded, turning to coolly walk away, headed for home. He waved his hand at his new leader as he slowly progressed. "At the docs, then," he added.

What an act. Yasora was truthfully flourishing with excitement, prepared to take on his first real mission. He was determined to see what he was capable of, to see how well he would fend for himself in the world outside of Kirigakure. This would be his true first step of becoming a Shinobi. When he comes back--if he comes back--he would already be a more capable ninja, and that would be his encouragement of pursuing his dream--his sister's dream... [exit]

[Runeska]

It was clear what was need, and that was left was to get things rolling. As everyone finally left, Aclime would dissappear to take care of his own last minute preparations.


[Exit]