Meeting the Kage. [Open]

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Tenyut was attending to simple errands today. No matter the person, everyone has to eat and buy toiletries. Despite this, he was dressed in his usual garb: a thin, strong plastic visor hid his stitched-on headband, and a thin layer of fabric covered his loose pants and search, the entire ensemble leaving no skin visible when combine with his black boots and gloves. His entire body was pitch-black, despite the beating heat of their country, and people in the street generally swerved to avoid the dark-looking man. Five katana graced his back in a peculiar arrangement, the sheaths intricately designed.

Tenyut was walking through one of the market streets of Iwgakure, sticking to the edge of the road where he was less likely to run into people. The sounds heavily assaulted his nears, meaningless noise to many, but detailed information on the location of people to him. Tremor Sense was, thankfully, not needed, allowing him to retain his minimal chakra pool.

His goal was a nearby restaurant, a treat was in order for his recent victory.

[Sairo Zassou]

As the newly appointed Kage walked the streets of the village, the rest of the shinobi and townsfolk having no idea that he was even Kage, Sairo pursued a chance to look upon those who live in the village he now watched over. A large black cloak covered his entire body, and concealed all weapons. From the large gourd of water on his back, to the small gourd on his right side containing leaves, they were all hidden by his cloak. His hood covered his green hair, and shaded his purple eyes as well as the hole on his forehead. All other holes were covered, keeping his abilities as a Zassou hidden from the rest of the town.

His pouch had been left in the office, finding no need for that. Despite the civil war that had slowly started breaking out, Sairo was plenty confident in his wood techniques and his Zassou vines to care. But as he walked, he noticed another that people tended to avoid. Sairo was one who tended to be avoided as well. Perhaps the two could find a similarity in that? He approached the man, also dressed in black despite the heat the the mountain tended to get.

"It appears people avoid both of us."[/color] He said silently, never being one to talk much. He wondered just how the other would respond to him.

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From the multitude of footsteps, one caught his attention. Footsteps slowly growing louder, coming out from behind his back. Well-tuned ears caught the approach of the stranger long before words were spoken, and his pace didn't slow. Like the many people around him, he was unaware that the man now approaching was kage, or even a shinobi, and treated him with the rough manner he gave all laypeople.

"Perhaps for good reason.."

The stone 'headband' was strapped to the back of his right hand, serving more as an improved gauntlet, and the afternoon sun would likely catch it, drawing Sairo's attention.

"What do you wish from me?"

[Y]

Julian stood with his staff, on the side of the street where he could monitor the citizens. Within his satchel he had ten fragmentation grenades and one smoke grenade for every two fragmentation. by resting in a chair for a small cafe that didn't have much money he managed to seem unimportant without being part of the usual persons. By sipping ice water he kept himself hydrated.

He noticed two people who were not part of the crowd, they were intimidating, probably strong ninja. They met each other, both dressed in black. Julian took his overly hot jacket draped over his arm and walked in semi-formal dress over to the meeting of the persons. His crescent moon staff made him stand out as a ninja, because the headband was carefully shoved in between the explosives.

"It appears people avoid both of us."
"Perhaps for a good reason"
"May I inquire into the nature of the good reason?" I said with dignity and reasonable control of the local tongue.

[Sairo Zassou]

Sairo heard the words from the man garbed in all black. But before he could respond, another stepped out toward them and joined them. He could tell from the tone of voice that came from the one in black that he wasn't one who liked interaction much. He seemed like the type that would want to remain on their own. And here, as he was walking, two had disturbed him. But Sairo did not respond to the man in black yet. Instead, he turned to the newcomer.

"Fear. That is what I believe to be the reason. They fear what they cannot see."[/color] He said, referring to the fact that both of them were difficult to see wearing their garbs of black. He then turned to the man who had asked him a question. "But for you, given your answer... I assume you've shown other's reason to fear you."[/color] He said, deliberately not answering the question that he had asked of him. He paused for a second, letting out a light cough. He still hadn't recovered from his talk with the council, and truly hated to talk too much.

"But I wish nothing of you, fellow shinobi. I saw you walking, and decided to speak. If you wish me to leave, then I will."[/color] He said, curious as to how he would act. He figured it best to understand the other shinobi before he was revealed as the new Tsuchikage.

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A third person approached, he was noticed the second he left his store by the aggravatingly loud noise of his footsteps. The Shitakuma had opened his mouth to speak, when the Zassou began. He spoke accurately, speaking of the fear many looked at him with. He'd long since stopped using his abilities to see their face, he didn't wish to their reactions.

He was then addressed by Sairo, inquired as to his 'good reason'. He shrugged his right shoulder, a small movement as he answered. "Nothing.. illegal, if that's what you're insinuating."

The offer to leave went ignored for the moment, now that he was sidetracked, he may as well keep this track.

[Y]

The two went through a quick conversation and discussion, neither seeming cheery, but the cloaked one seeming in slightly better humor. He had the mark of a leader, drawing together other ninja. In another place Julian would have marked him nobility. But the customs of this place elude him. Julian kept his face diplomatic. With control of the situation to at least an extent he realized he had come across as trying to rule others. "I did not intend to insinuate the nature of your power, I more so intended to come to a better understanding of the warrior community I have become a member of. See," he lifted his head band up before dropping it back into his bag, "no harm done."

There was no intent to linger longer than welcome in the mind of Julian. The man with the visor seemed busy, so the conversation may simply continue with the cloaked man. That would be fine. The man with the visor seemed like a subordinate in nature, trying to do what needs doing without getting into too much trouble. The other man seemed like the bender of men, a strong man of mind and evidently of body.

What a grim gathering, Julian thought to himself, where are the names, no titles, no... anything. Hardly even banter. These ninja are hardly respectable diplomats. Julian tried not to show his disdain on the surface. A deep inhalation, a deep exhale, mind clear Julian had his eyes and ears ready to watch this situation.





edit:ooc: Sorry about the crummy posting. Still gathering muse.

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Walking the street's of Tsuchigakure, was a teenager who seemed to wear a head full of long down cast raggedly drawn spikes of hair which reached to the small of his back. His hair was white; the bangs covering over his eye's but not covering them completely, leaving the cool navy blue eye's to peer from the slight shade here casting an overall gloomy and serious mood. His black zip up vest and navy blue loose fit skinny jeans led down to his checkered canvas shoes that some called van's slip ons.

Around his waist was a wide strap of cloth sash with a big shiny steel plate buckle...upon closer look one would see it was his headband, much bigger looking then most other's would imagine, and shining gracefully in the light of the clouded sun. This would have 15 grenades hidden behind the plate, tucked away their imperceptibly and firmly held. His left arm had a white cloth bracer which he held his most prized possession in though none knew. And kept slipped horizontally in the small of his back, held there by the big black sash belt was his sword, the yellow butt decors swaying in the gait of his walk. though slim in stature, his body had thin skin as if his body fat was ravenously low. As such he had the thin yet ripped look of a model, his arm's appearing to have strong sinews and his biceps and forearms would writhe with the slightest movement of his hands making his action's seem more aggressive then they really where; a by product of having lived in the wilds on his 2 year journey through the land to here in stone village.

Tch...tch...tch...tch... "Hmm...?" Domo would murmur as he looked up in front of himself, noting three people ahead. As he passed up to the group he would simply pass by them without anything except a side long glance at the three's faces from under his shade of bangs. Before passing off a few more step's he would stop and turn back around, "Excuse me...Do any of you know what today is? I was hoping to attend the memorial of the past Kage..." He would say in a low casual voice as if he was overcome with lethargy and a lack of social understanding. He spoke with the tone of someone who didn't quite know how to break his way into a conversation or ask someone for information. There was a constant pain of the spirit within his eye's, and if you looked deeper being spelled by pity you would find something else in the twinkle of his eye...you would find there was in fact no twinkle at all...only a dark tiny black hole of seething frustration and a refusal to bow down in the face of opposition. This one, truly had a conviction for living.

[Sairo Zassou]

Before Sairo could respond to either of the two men, another came up to them, his headband clearly showing around his waist. So all three of them were shinobi he was now in charge of as Kage... It was a strange thought, for sure. But he made no mention just yet toward them, contemplating his words. These were his shinobi... Should they learn of his ascension to Kageship now or should he hold off on such words? It was hard to say.

Turning to the black garbed man, he would speak to him first. "I never assumed you were doing anything Illegal."[/color] He stated simply. There was no need to respond to the second one. His words were clearly at the first man. But he remembered them regardless, noticing his glance to Sairo. Perhaps he already thought highly of him?

As for the third man, Sairo figured he was quick to know information. Plans were just set in stone for the memorial for the previous Kage. They were some of Sairo's first orders as the new Kage. "The burial and memorial of the past Kage will be held in three days time. It is there that the new Kage will be officially revealed by the council."[/color] He said, wondering if they would figure it out.

He decided not to take any chances, however. Figuring it best to just come out and say it, he spoke once more. "Though for the Shinobi of the village... You should know the truth as soon as possible. I am Sairo Zassou, and I am the new Tsuchikage."[/color] He said, keeping his appearance hidden still as he looked toward the other three, wondering at their reaction.

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The second man to approach spoke eloquently, words were obviously his forte. Unfortunately, the blind man lacked the same skill as the others, and was even facing away from the group, lacking the need or desire to face them. Possibly coming off as disrespectful, it was not intended that way. Moreso, he didn't see a need to, and thus didn't do it.

At the request to 'see' he turned to face the lord, basing his movements off the sound. A hand raised, pushing up his visor to reveal the headband covering useless globes of flesh where his eyes would be. Tattered and frayed, the black cloth was literally stitched into his skin, a macabre display. "I'm afraid I can't."

The first to approach was speaking now, his words reaching him clearly despite the hustle and bustle. "My apologies then, Tsuchikage. I wasn't aware."

Turning to face him fully, he offered a short bow of respect.



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[Y]

The discussion was about to continue when another boy came and intervened. The new topic became the Tsuchikage inauguration and the stronger of the men dressed in black revealed himself to be the new Tsuchikage. Julian kept his face composed waiting for any more revelations. And there was another.

The man with the visor revealed himself to be blind. He couldn't see Julian's headband because he had no ability to see anything. This conversation was rather messy. Julian knew his priorities and addressed first the newly revealed leader, he saw the blind man bow, a strange little custom of this place. Julian was quite tempted to kneel in the traditional manner of his homeland. Instead he bowed shallowly

Fascinating people of power were assembled around him and Julian had no clue on what to do! His face was still quite diplomatic, but awe was only an inch below the surface. "Interesting, you are the new leader and acting as one. You seem a proper Tsuchikage in all regards. I hope to attend your inauguration."

Julian was playing things neutral, not ready to go all out for a controversial leader, but this man seemed strange, a leader with a cowl? Nonetheless his behavior was that of a military man and Julian found him a decent man to have in charge.

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Domo watched the conversation proceed...

"The burial and memorial of the past Kage will be held in three days time. It is there that the new Kage will be officially revealed by the council."

Domo looked down at this as if he where internalizing some thing's of personal accord. I'll have to find who the next Kage is then...If I can just get to him then maybe he can help me find what happened to my parent's...I've come all this way, broke a promise and walked through many countries to get here. I AM going to find out why my parents came here... Domo would think internally. That's when as he was getting ready to turn and leave again that something else caught his ears:

"Though for the Shinobi of the village... You should know the truth as soon as possible. I am Sairo Zassou, and I am the new Tsuchikage."

Immediately a firm leer shot out from under his bang's, hidden by the shadow's though his cold navy blue eye's would penetrate the cowl of the man who claimed himself to be the new kage. Tenyut and the other might easily have missed this connection, but it lasted for merely a moment while they proceeded to talk and subtly while they spoke Domo would turn back to face the group fully now, his mouth slightly parted in fascination at what he heard; ignoring the other two. So...this is the man? But how can I confide in his words...I never seen him around, and I been keeping tab's on Tonou around the village before he died...I never seen this one appear...But, perhaps...that one man... Domoi would think as he suddenly entered a memory from the battle of the sand ninja who took out several of the worn villages much needed facilities already, and killed some valuable ninja in his wake.

He was too late... The black cloaked Shinobi was just too late. As he made his way into the fiery scene, he watched as the newest Kage exploded outward from the violent attack that the dead man had released. Sairo growled slightly to himself as he clutched his hand into a fist. With the large bulge on his back from the water gourd, and the leaf gourd on his right, he jumped down from the roof, wearing black pants and sandals that had soles on the bottom. He would be recognized as a Chuunin of the village as he started giving out his own orders. With the Kage gone, he was going to aid the village until a new Kage was chosen. But this time, he was tired of standing on the sidelines. Tired of hiding in the shadows. He wanted his name in the running this time.

"Go... Inform the Council that the Kage is dead." He told the Shinobi known as Raiza. He then turned toward Uthgrom. "And you, take this one to the Hospital. The doctors could patch her up if you're quick about it." He said, gesturing toward the one known as Ai. The Kage who had made him Chuunin had wanted him to step up and do what was expected of a Chuunin. And now, he intended to do just that.

Domo was one of the few in the masses of the insignificant citizen's who was helping in minor way's with what small skill he had. He would have been watching from the crowds of pedestrians who where fleeing and unnoticeable in the fray

Domo seemed to be looking straight at the man who was to be kage. "You...You where there that day...you carried the kages robes when he was killed..."Domo would say, rudely bypassing the other two's conversation. A new serious and inquisitive look was on Domo face now. There was info here he wanted to know, and if this man was truly to be kage then he might have found his way of getting to the shinobi records.


ooc: Harmless plot element's being used here so I hope this is ok...The kage is going to be a vital part of what I'm planning for my character...

[Sairo Zassou]

Sairo turned to the first man as he spoke, noticing the bow. He chuckled in his head as he saw this before shaking his head slightly. "Your apologies are unnecessary. I may be the leader, but without Shinobi to lead... That title is lost."[/color] He spoke in a more cryptic way. But the words were true. Without people to lead, he was no leader.

He then turned to the second man. "Your words are kind. I do appreciate them. I hope to not fail you."[/color] He said, coughing slightly. Too much talking was finally getting to him. He would definitely have to rest his throat later when tending to the plants in his haven. He hadn't been to see them in quite some time.

Then the third and final man spoke, mentioning how he had seen him the day that Tonou had been killed. Sairo looked over at him and could tell that he had business. From the way he looked and the way he spoke, it was clear to Sairo that he would be seeing this man again on different terms. "Indeed I am. Prior to becoming Tsuchikage, I was listed as a Chuunin. I was making my way to the site of the battle and arrived a little too late. Granted, the intruder was slain, but so was the Kage. That is why I ordered plans to begin immediately for Tonou Hozuki's burial."[/color] He explained, continuing to keep his face hidden as well as all revealing features of the Zassou. If they didn't know of the clan itself, they would think it was just another name.

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The conversation had left Tenyut, traversing on to other, less consequential things. Sliding his right foot backward, his quiet voice would barely reach their ears. "With your permission.."

Should no command be given, he would quietly exit, blending easily into the shadows cast by the sun to fade away into the crowd, off to tend to whatever it was he may be tending too.

[Exit unless forestalled.]

[Sairo Zassou]

With little talking happening, The newly appointed Kage nodded to the others. "Forgive me. But I must be on my way."[/color] He said before walking off, blending into the shadows of an alley.

[Exit. No offense to Y as something is probably holding you up. But I have other things I'd like to take care of. I'd be glad to RP with you guys again later.]

[Y]

Suddenly alone...
[exit]

[Tsukida Maru]

[[Enter: Tsukida Maru]]
Tsukida wandered the streets of Iwagakure, his hand still bandaged, still partially stained with his own blood from the training earlier. It was convenient that Tenrai healed him when he did; Tsukida was in a lot of pain, but as a proud Genin of Iwgakure, showing any sort of weakness would be prohibited. Tsukida called this lifestyle "stone faced". Heading home, Tsukida lived in near an alley way that housed a few low-rate apartment buildings. However, Tsukida missed the usual turn, instead finding an alley way that, at the very end of it, was filled with vines. "Eh?" Tsukida said. "That's new. I dun' remember there being any trees near home...."

Tsukida naturally approached the wall, peeking through the vines. What was behind door number one? Tsukida was about to find out.

[Sairo Zassou]

The days as Kage had grown rough, but the villagers seemed to be at peace for now. The occasional riot would be heard, but it never lasted long. I knew that the large civil war that everyone seemed to be fearing would come soon enough. It was only a matter of time before it all broke out. But for now, I was content with continuing to plan. Things were going well as it was and I intended on keeping it that way.

As it was now, I was within my home. The Plant Haven I tended to call it due to the many plants I created here. They all lived long lives as I cared for each and every one of them. With a recent surge in the Earth Release techniques, I now had even more love for the ground we all took advantage of. I walked around as naturally as the plants that I worked with. There was no one that could see me here until I opened the wall, so the need for clothes was not present. That is, until I felt the light touch of a person's hand against the vine outside. I waited and realized it was not going away. I let out a light sigh as I threw my pants on as quickly as I could.

With a few handseals formed, I used my ability to control the vines in the earth and moved them to formed the opening to my plant haven. Standing before me was a Shinobi of the village. His headband showed this to me. I was less angry now that he was here, knowing he was a Shinobi here as well. "Is there something I can help you with."[/color] I said, if not a little coldly. It was the way I spoke. It came from a lack of speaking to others. The plants behind me shown brightly against the sun that gathered here in the alley.

[Tsukida Maru]

Tsukida took quick notice of the fact that there was somebody behind these vines, as he nearly made contact with the individual. This in turn shocked Tsukida, who pulled back after that, falling onto his posterior. As he was about to get back up and run away, he heard some sort of movement from behind him, the vines dispersing from site, revealing a man in all black, glaring down at Tsukida.

"Is there something I can help you with?" the man asked Tsukida. His tone seemed quite upset, or at least, to a twelve year old child that had just got busted. "S-sorry!" Tsukida said, unable to really say much. It was revealed though that when Tsukida landed, he further inured his bandaged hand. Of course, Tsukida just realized this, as he rubbed it with his free hand. Tsukida looked up at the man. "Who is this guy...?" Tsukida thought. He knew the Tsuchikage by name; not by face. Or, in this case, trench coat style.

[Sairo Zassou]

I looked at the man who had fallen as I spoke. His hand, which I assumed was recently injured, had just had its wound reopened. I waved toward myself as I walked in. "Come in here so I can further look at that hand."[/color] I said. Once he had cleared the wall of vines, my hands danced into the same handseals as before, causing the vine wall to reform, thus secluding this area from the outside once again. I looked toward my bed, which appeared to be made of plants as well.

"Sah de ala, Set aria tolah"[/color] I said, the strange language not able to be understood by the other individual. The truth behind it being that I was talking to the plants, telling them to not injure him as I motioned toward the bed for him to sit down. I then took his hand gently and unraveled the bandage. I shook my head slightly as I walked off. "Keep your hand like that for a moment. Don't worry about any poisons getting into it here."[/color] I said with a smile as I ran my hand along a vine. "Every plant here was created by me, and every one listens to me."[/color] I said as I walked over to a large basin of pure water.

I took a small bowl and stuck it in, pulling some of the water out and soaking the bandage in it. Eventually, the blood washed away as I hung it lightly over a vine. "That needs to dry a bit before I can put that back on you. For now, let your body do what it needs to. Fight infection, clot the blood, and dry up a little bit itself. It's actually bad to bandage a wound up immediately."[/color] I said sitting down next to him. "Mind explaining what you did to hurt yourself like that?"[/color]