jump down. [o]

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&woody allen couldn't see it with his classes on;
at homecoming gettin' drunker than the chaperons.

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The rain was becoming more and more steady as it fell to the village of the mist. Ikiri's legs brought him through the city streets as night began to fall. The sky darkened. The young ANBU operative roamed into the rain, his hair slicked down like white waterfalls over his shoulders, as his eyes set sight on the Bounty Shop. He needed his BINGO book updated. His interest in chasing such missing ninjas was not of it's previous arrogance.

Walking into the shop, BINGO book already out, he would shift his eyes around at the weapons on the walls. Quite large toys to just have. Placing the book on the counter, in front of the Bondsman, he would smile at the young male.

"Aren't you a bit, young, to be hunting?"

"Yanno. There are just somethings, you don't bug someone over. Age ain't shit. Please just update the book."

His request would be accepted as the man copied the entries into his book. He would sit down in a chair in the corner as he waited for him to finish. His mask was off and in his hands and his hair; the roots were turning brown again. Shit.[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]

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And the bondsman would conclude his update rather quickly, seeing as it was near closing time; it was getting a bit late. Flipping through his newly inked up book, he would freeze on a page. There was just one big fucking line of Mist ninja who had left. Not left, they were straight up Nuke. Sons of bitches had left without him. This village's boring factor had made it up to one hundred and sixty-seven. Now, would he feel bad for deserting two villages in a row? A bit.

Mist was right as to letting him in, but that was under it's previous hierarchy. Now, and he would repeat it in his cerebellum over and over, the leaders were just eh. So Ikiri would exit the shop, having the door locked behind him as he entered the damn rain again. Zipping through the streets, he would make his way to the gates, eventually. Time to ditch this place.

exit.

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[yara]

(thread was still opened).

begin the chase...

apprentice afar. shinta stood idle as sohyo made his way towards the gates rifling through the bingo book which kept him more company than his previous friends. "hey sh....! " before the words of rejoice could calmly slip past the ridges amongst his bruised lips a peculiar wind shifted. a speed kicked behind shinta's feet. sohyo had seen it too many times; it usually meant an escape because if it were any other thing he would have been informed.

"Shit!"


[follows after shinta

exit. ]

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but, the chase would halt quickly.

Skidding to a stop, mud flicking into the air, splattering along his heels. Turning around quickly, the thoughts of leaving the village still prominent in his mind. As his captain closed in on him, the young adult would douse the thoughts of leaving quickly. He'd been here so long, he'd had acquired people who were important to him. Betraying it for the sake of weak sauce or because of the leader wasn't around, was flimsy.

Turning, rain still beating down on his hair and shoulders, he would smile and throw his hand into the air, waving him over. Putting a hand in his pocket, he would slouch down. Picking out a joint, he would pull it out of his pocket and raise it to his mouth, lighting it. Smoke would rise.

"Where the fuck have you been, fool?"

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[exit]