A quick surge of anger flared up within Rinka as she felt her horns being tugged; she may have left her tribe, but some things are deep rooted within the Oni-kin. The oni girl spun around on her heels, ready to strike the poor fool who had dared to intrude on her most personal of spaces, only to find Tsuki, equally as aged as the man she could now confirm as Belemos. Of course, this wasn't to say her beauty had withered. Somehow, the slight touch of age helped mature the woman and bring out a sagely quality. Rinka quickly corrected her posture and shifted from an offensive stance to one of dumbfounded shock, revealing the changes she had acquired herself over the years. While no taller, Rinka had clearly gained a pound or five in the time since they last saw each other. Her hair was longer and cheeks a little pudgier... Oh, and her right arm and eyes were gone, replaced by a mechanical simulacrum of their former selves.
A wide, ear to ear grin stretched across Rinka's face as she was embraced by the swordswoman, allowing herself to be swept up by the hug. How long had it been? Clearly too long, but seriously. Once back on the floor, Rinka returned the hug for a brief second before responding to her. "Tsuki! ...Missed you..." Clearly her speech hadn't improved in the time apart, but surely Tsuki of all people would know exactly what the girl's broken sentences really meant. In the midst of her celebration, Belemos decided to finally chime in. Rinka shifted her gaze to the man and narrowed her eyes. The two didn't really get along back in the day, but who could blame them? Belemos was a glory-obsessed, wanna-be prince and Rinka was a brat who enjoyed pushing buttons. It had been years though, so Rinka was willing to set aside their pseudo-feud for now. Instead of antagonize like usual, Rinka would simply nod to the man.
It was about that time that Rinka's attention was suddenly pulled back to her mission. She had left her partner to do all the talking herself, and it was clear that the pressure was getting to her. Rinka looked at Tsuki then made a gesture to Lahlil, quickly moving away from the swordswoman and over by her partner's side. Surely she'd understand, hopefully she'd understand. Speaking of understanding, Rinka usually doesn't get the full gist of what someone is saying; Japanenglish is not her first, nor second, language. However in this instance, she clearly understood the tone of Kenshin and all the venom in his words. Rinka stealth-grabbed Lahlil's hand, then glared at the man with intent. The lenses in her eyes narrowed and hissed as they zoomed in on the man and the lights within, usually a cool shade of blue, blinked red. "...Here for Kage. Not... Police" she snapped, briefly pausing to give the man another once over. He may be a trusted adviser of the Kages, but that does not make him the Kage nor does it put him in any position to throw weight around like he owns the place, especially when the owners are literally right in front of everyone.
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STR: +0 // SPD: +0 // REF: +0 // FORT: +0 CHAKRA: 655 // STAMINA: 240 // BODY RANK: B // BLOODLINE: The Oni Clan // CLASS: Puppetry/Sealer TITLES: Wanderer
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Azeiel The Risen
Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2018 12:07 pm
Nails of the main twin were digging into his lap as his irritation rose and fell. It was an entirely subversive action on his part, saving everyone piling into the office from receiving one hell of a tongue lashing. He took several eve3n, deep breaths, even as Tsuki entered the room and interacted with one of the Whirlpool emissaries. Why was it that whenever they wanted to interact with people one on one that everyone barged in and demanded their time? Jeon was less reserved in showing that it was bothering her, but nonetheless, she was still cordial as she drummed her fingers along against Thrud. Her eyes fell upon Tsuki when she addressed them both, as did Jay, and the sort of gathering storm would be more evident in how they forced a smile through gritted teeth. A deep breath was taken, and they went to speak, but found themselves standing, very suddenly, on one cool rock in a world of flowing lava.
Their very presence in that world shifted the landscape. The skies above roared in response to the blaze of fire carving a hole into the sky, tearing a path down the side of the mountain in it's flaming power. Clouds gathered, lightning streaking in bolts among them, all radiating and rumbling even around the spot where the lava punched through. Jay and Jeon narrowed their eyes as the Gyuki lifted up out of the lava and shook himself out, brushing it from his body. The sizeable Ushi-oni made himself comfortable aboard the cool rock, crossing his arms as his body, fully reunited, stood behind his partners and captors. "Patience IS a virtue," Jeon spoke exasperatedly as she sat on one of the Gyuki's outstretched tails. "What couldn't wait until we cleared our plate?" Jay asked in a mirrored tone as he sat on the opposite side with crossed arms of his own and a furrowed brow. When he continued, they narrowed their eyes. The revelation was both unsettling and bothersome, almost in equal measure.
So Takumi had been killed. That's where Belamos had been. An old veteran of an old war, a man leading a military state in a land without law and order had fallen, likely to the exact kind of power scheme that is created in such a place. "I'm sorry for your loss," Jeon spoke concerned now for the state of the Kogarashi, and also knowing the pain of loss. "I feel as though this woman may not have... our best intentions at heart." Jay let the words ring in the air, hollow until Belamos confirmed their resources. "It would be unfortunate for another UHVesque group to pop up. We might need to see to it that she is... steered down the right path."
But when Son Goku spoke, Gyuuki flared his nostrils at his younger sibling's words. "Goddamn. That ******** is perhaps one of the most irritating of all of us. I won't lie to you, JJ, Son speaks truth. There is nothing more terrifying than a rampaging Bijuu, as you will recall, save for one working in tandem with a shinobi. I haven't heard from Saiken or Kokuo in ages."
Good grief. Jay and Jeon both huffed. "It sounds to me like she needs to be handled. Immediately."
Even as that conversation occurred in that instant, Jay and Jeon returned, hiding their sudden rancor well. Eyes fell upon Lahill, and as much as she did her best, it was awkward, choppy and overall... adorable. Still, Jeon's expression as she looked down from the desk, surely an impressive specimen of physique and beauty, was impassive. Jay had simply rose an eyebrow. They moved to look at each other wordlessly, and mere seconds passed before they were laughing, quite jovially. "Take a breath, dear," Jeon said, in a profound moment of sounding like her mother whenever she was being manic. It was entirely fair to be intimidated, being a small girl in front of two beings that literally, of no fault of their own, radiated an electric energy. She was under immense pressure just being there, and even though the twins had never been in her position or felt how she currently did for the same reason, they could relate. "You turn any more red and you might burst."
"I'm Jeon, and this is Jay. We're twins, and indeed the Lord's of the land. What-" they found themselves interrupted by Kenshin. Which was, in this case, welcome. Jeon ran a finger up and down the flat of Thrud's blade, the shortsword still singing at her touch. Her somewhat joyful expression faded and she regarded them the same way a cat often administered a squirrel when deciding if it was worth a chase. And kill. "That notwithstanding, Rinka, we have a lot to manage," Jay spoke. "What is it that brings you here, exactly?" Jay was less overtly threatening, but his spiritual pressure too rumbled across the room in how he administered them with a cocking of his head to the side and a narrowing of his own drilling gaze. ""
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2018 5:02 pm
A familiar tapping on the window. Looking over he saw Kokuo- Takumi's bird. It had long been since trained to track down Belamos and deliver a message. There could be only one explanation. The woman. Belamos laid Aurelia down upon one of the couches. She immediately curled up, and after a readjustment, continued her sleep. Belamos slid the window back and took the message clipped to the bird's foot. His eyes slid over it- a quick read which resulted in a scowl.
Back in the land insight in which Tsuki, The Twins and Himself co-existed, Belamos explained "Speak of the devil and she shall appear. The woman just contacted me using Takumi's messenger bird. Apparently her name is Kagami Hari and she wants to meet with us" He said, refrencing Tsuki and Himself. After a moments pause, he continued "I'm going to go alone. If this is a trap, well, I'll at least take her out as well. It's not safe for anyone else and we absolutely can't risk losing the Kage when a conflict may be on the horizon"
Weaving a sign in the real world, Belamos created a Shadow Clone who scooped Aurelia back up. The real Belamos walked over to his sleeping daughter and kissed her forehead before walking over to Tsuki and grabbing her hand "I love you both" He said, a tinge of emotion choking his speech. With that said, he released the Blade Maiden and walked out the door.
tab Lahlil felt even more embarrassed to find that her feelings were so obviously displayed across her face, then to top it all off getting scolded by earlier kage keeper just made this whole thing feel like a mess. Although to their credit the twins were both fairly accommodating considering the situation and making her feel at home. Lahlil choose to take their advice to heart and slowly took in a breath and let it out, trying her best to at least disguise it by letting it slowly so hopefully no one else would notice, all the while squeezing Rinka's hand. It was true that both of them radiated a electric power, they were both kages afterall, but everyone was expecting her to hold herself higher than this. It all felt like she was just playing a game everyone was already a master at and she was just a fool. "Well.. I don't know how much you already heard so I'll be blunt. Uzugakure has sent us to start the process of potentially building an alliance, and uhm I'm here to get your answer?" Lahlil bit her cheek waiting for anxious for their answer. "And.. maybe do something to earn your trust?"
There was quite the gaggle of people in the office of the kages. They must've been the cat's pajamas or something to garner so much attention in one day. It was like everybody and they momma was in that office. The conversation was obviously an important one and required their full attention. Understanding this, Nora continued to sit patiently outside for her chance to speak with the kages as her mind started to drift off.
"Hmm... I wonder what I will have for dinner. Maybe a nice salad?"
~Rank: D - Nin/Buki - AC: 0 - Ryo: 0 - Storm~
___youwillknownihilism
Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 11:21 am
Walking towards the Kaga building Freya stepped through the doors leading into the main lobby, away from the important conversations happening in another part of the building. The great sword wielding timid Uchiha glanced around as she rubbed her left shoulder with her right hand, her neck tilting slightly. Carrying around a lump of metal on your back sure made the shoulders stiff. The thought passing she'd ascertain where she'd had to go with her Emerald hues. Approaching a front desk the raven haired girl gave the person behind the desk a smile. "Umm Excuse me.. Mr. Oni and Mr. Piggy at the gates told me I could come here to registered as a resident and a Shinobi. I was a genin in Kiri~ " Referring to the gate guards Freya spoke in soft but gleeful tone.
__ Belamos left the building for no stated reason, typical. He was also chastised by the ugly ogre girl emissary and raised an eyebrow at her. Kenshin was intrigued by the diplomat proposing an alliance. It felt premature to him considering how little they knew of the other nation and its leader. Kenshin did not want to speak and instead allow the kages the floor to give their diplomatic strategy. A CORE agent stepped in and whispered into the captain's ear. "There's a girl here from Kiri who wants to join the village as a resident and kunoichi." Kenshin nodded and excused himself by stepping out of the office and into the lobby area. He was led to the girl by the agent. "A Kiri straggler." The police captain thought before waving Freya toward a side office. This was Kenshin's second office that he used rarely because his main office was at the central command for the police force at the CORE Compound. "Sit down." He said dryly after pointing to the chair across from the desk and closing the door behind him. Kenshin retrieved the registration procedures and various other files in the cabinets behind him that were meticulously organized. "What's your name and why do you want to live in our village? What delayed you for five years before coming to us?" Captain Kosei leveled the two questions on her sharply as he clicked his pen and prepared to write any responses directly into his report. Since she desired to become an Arashi shinobi she would have to go through the lawful immigration procedure.
Technique Used: • [ Technique Name ] ___○ [ Rank ] Technique Active: • [ Technique Name ] ___○ [ Rank ] Reductions: • Gentle Fist of the Law PA: -10 chakra and stamina from gentle fist techniques • Bloodline class specialization: -10 chakra and stamina from bloodline techniques. Byakugan Status: • Inactive
Daisuke Kaicho
Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 4:36 pm
Being waved over by a refined man Freya pointed at herself just to make sure. Confirming she was the one he wanted the Uchiha walked over before entering a side office. Being directed to sit down Freya nodded as she took her sword off her back and sat. The great sword thumping against the floor shed leaned it against the desk. It had to of weighed at least half of her own weight. Green hues trained on the man he'd start to bombard her with questions.
Tch... This man is trouble. The thought entering her mind Freya smiled and tilted her head slightly to keep up with appearances. "My name is Freya Uchiha of the Main branch uchiha. My mother told me to come live here and work as a shinobi to break out of my shell while trying to locate a family treasure." As she spoke she'd fidget with her hands while her tone was submissive. "And uhhh about that..." Taking a moment to composed herself a moment of sadness flashed across her expression. "I was only 11 when the war ended and Kiri was no more. Being a genin in the war efforts I didn't do much to help out. After, the Uchiha main branch secluded its self and every day my mother put through harsh training as a swordsman. We lost a great sword in the war. I was told to come here and serve Arashi while trying to locate this weapon.." Regaining her composure Freya's hues returned to the distinguished man writing, her eyes full of determination while her fists clenched.
Kumurai Kaicho
Is this entrapment set up by Kagami? thats not kool.
__ Her story was outlandish to say the least, but not implausible. However, her story reminded him of his own. His father was a Hyuuga nobleman who went rogue from Kumogakure and was sent to prison in Gimangakure after years as a deadly criminal. Then his father met his mother in the Gimangakure prison, she was a small-time swindler with multiplied sentences for bad behavior and constant parole.His father was serving a life sentence for his heinous crimes. Kenshin was born in that prison and left to find refuge in Kumogakure. He wanted to join the police and always walk the righteous path. His story was just as outlandish as hers and he was nearly turned away if not for his grandfather vouching for his citizenship on the condition that Kenshin change his name and sever all ties to nobility. He briefly glanced down at the massive greatsword and assumed that she must have some skills. Her story corroborated that fact. "She's a Sero sappling and a straggler to Arashi." The police captain noted in this head before continuing. "And you have no family in Arashigakure? What's your level of skill in the shinobi arts currently? What path are you considering walking if you joined our ranks? We have medical-nin, police-nin, and tracker-nin for example." Kenshin asked after taking note of her previous responses thoroughly in his record. She now had her own open file as an applicant for residency.
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Daisuke Kaicho
Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2018 12:27 pm
Green hues gazing as the man wrote, Freya shook her head at his next question. "Um, not that I know of. Though some distant relatives could live here being an Uchiha." Taking a moment she'd adjust her glasses."I was a genin during the war if that helps.."Though this was true, Freya had a much higher skill level. Though it was much better if Kenshin wasn't aware. And for Kenshin's final question Freya stood to her feet suddenly. "About my path! Please let me train and work under the police force!" Her tone direct blush engulfed her face while she'd bow to Kenshin across the desk from her.
__ Kenshin was perturbed by her sudden boost of enthusiasm. He ignored her gesture completely and instead stamped a form. He slid it across the table to the bowing girl. "I've stamped your temporary residency form. I'm not going to approve you for citizenship or a place in our military at this time. Go to the academy and prove your skills and knowledge of our village. Prepare yourself for and pass the academy test and I'll make you a citizen and an Arashi kunoichi." Kenshin spoke in his characteristic deadpan manner before pulling the residency form back and placing it in her file. He stored her information away and locked the drawer. Since she claimed to be a refugee of war like most of Arashigakure's citizens then he could not legally deny her from temporary residency. However, the academy test involved testing her skills to make sure she was actually at the genin level for her own safety and functionality in the army. The test also served as a quality citizenship test. She needed to learn who the kages were, how the village formed, and various other facts about Arashigakure to be of any use to them whatsoever. If she wanted to become a regular civilian then Kenshin would have administered such a test on the spot, but since she wanted to join the shinobi force then that was the academy's duty to assess her. Kenshin stood and took his leave before joining the others in the main office once more.
Technique Used: • [ Technique Name ] ___○ [ Rank ] Technique Active: • [ Technique Name ] ___○ [ Rank ] Reductions: • Gentle Fist of the Law PA: -10 chakra and stamina from gentle fist techniques • Bloodline class specialization: -10 chakra and stamina from bloodline techniques. Byakugan Status: • Inactive
Daisuke Kaicho
Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2018 3:12 pm
RINKAxxxxx
Rinka understood the importance of fostering positive terms with Arashi, but she couldn't help but feel the original mission was getting lost in translation. Hopefully in an effort to nudge Lahlil back on track, assuming she had even forgotten the main purpose of the mission in the first place, Rinka leaned in and whispered into the girl's ear. "No forget... Blood Moon?"
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STR: +0 // SPD: +0 // REF: +0 // FORT: +0 CHAKRA: 655 // STAMINA: 240 // BODY RANK: B // BLOODLINE: The Oni Clan // CLASS: Puppetry/Sealer TITLES: Wanderer
tab Feeling Rinka's hot breath on her Lahlil instinctively turned to the oni to hear what she had to say, it was a good thing she did too as she had nearly forgotten about the blood moon. Or to be more accurate she had forgotten how she hadn't received an answer when she had brought it up. Considering the attitude of the welcome party she might not even get her answer without befriending them more. Even the twin kages felt rather guarded and they were nicest people she's met so far. Turning back to to the kages Lahlil glanced between both of them trying to make sure she made eye contact with both. She had heard that people liked those most liked themselves so she tried to make it a point to subtly mimic their movements, she needed all the help she could get after her earlier display. "Forgive me if this is too forward, but did your village suffer at the hands of the blood moon as well?"
Being granted a temporary residency Freya lit up with joy. "Oh thank you! I understand and I'll head over right away!" Bowing deeper Freya would then snatch up her great-sword and holster it on her back. "I'll be back once I'm done!" Spoken in a energetic tone the pig-tailed girl left the office room before leaving the Kage's building altogether.
Jeon listened to the girl speak after giving but a nod to Belamos, and well wishes with a "Be safe. You're an important figure so don't god dying Belamos." With that Lahill and Rinka had the full attention of the pair, with Jay seeming to zero in on her with the full of his laser focus while his sister restlessly tapped her fingers against her thighs rhythmically. "Oh. Yeah, the bloodmoon definitely stormed it's way through, but we were lucky not to suffer too egregious an amount of casualties. Nothing the strong willed Stormborn can't handle anyway." Jay nodded to his sister's words, but was already somewhat skeptical at the idea of an alliance with the Uzushiogakure people.
Immediately he sank into his own thoughts while Jeon carried on, letting her decisions be the ones to carry weight here. "An alliance, hmm? Is our unspoken non aggression pact not sufficient? The empire is content not to expand any further currently, and we recognize your people as independent and central to your own cause. What benefit is it for us? Is this an offer of commerce? Military aid? Is there some looming threat we aren't aware of?" As she questioned the girl, Jeon remained impassively... intimidating was the wrong word. It was in her power, her stature as something akin to a thunder god that gave off the... pressure that she exerted in every word. Even though there was a smile painted into her face, sincere as one could be. ""
