"Attention hog, oink oink." Souta said, sticking his tongue out in Yuno's direction as he entered the office with a haughty spring in his step, dodging a heated woman exiting the office. The boy didn't seem to care that Jay hadn't sent an escort, obviously feeling he could handle himself well enough to walk across a village. He prided himself in having a bit more composure than his just slightly younger "sister", forget that it was mostly an act and entirely based on things he'd seen, instead of his own sensibilities. He glowered up at her position on the perch, forget that Jeon was technically only his mom, Yuno had to coerce her into helping make a scene. Plus, his half of the Arashikage set so much higher expectations for him. It wasn't fair, but he'd get the girl back later. An icecube down her back when no one was looking, a convenient spill. There were options.
For now though, appearances needed to be maintained, and a well-practiced bow was delivered in the direction of the other office occupants. "Greetings. My name is Son-Souta, but you may just call me Souta. It's nice to meet you." He said, fighting a little crack in his voice. Though technically only a few months older than Yuno, having just turned 9 compared to her 8, Souta looked a couple more at least. He was tall for his age, towering over her by at least a head, and every bit as stringy and slightly uncoordinated as a boy in the middle of a growth spurt was wont to be. A practiced eye would have caught a slight wobble in the bow, and his feet were clearly too big for him at the moment. He seemed to be taking it all in stride, though. All too soon though they'd be out the window without another word. Fair enough, he supposed, he could understand why they were always in a rush to tend to Yuno. She got under his skin on a regular basis so it only followed that they'd like to avoid that if possible.
__ Kenshin was clenching his teeth in sustained irritation from people getting his name wrong. Toso spoke up about it noting that both he and the Arashikage made the same slip of tongue. "Pfft, slip of tongue. If this degenerate decides to break the law I'll cut it off. Then he'll remember my name." Despite all of the hard work he had put into the village as a law enforcer over the past five years and had even fought in a war alongside these people prior to that, he was still unremembered and slighted even in small ways. He went from being born in a prison in Gimangakure to a thief and a prostitute through hard work into a Jounin position with ANBU clearance in only a half-decade. Even so, he still felt inadequate and beneath everybody around him n this room. He was born among the trash while these people were probably born within the great lawful door of society.
He then shook the hand of a new man who entered the room. Kenshin's reputation proceeded him in this matter. "A foreigner knows my name better than my own comrades. Unbelievable." He thought with spite. "You're welcome. They're under the protection of our laws so it's my duty to treat them as such." Kenshin had to toss more than a few residents in jail for harassing the former Otogakure citizens. He could only recognize the man as Belamos Karna, the man who cut the head off the UHV president. He supposed that the enemy of his enemy would be his friend, but he did not intend to be generous with his trust in this man. Belamos broke the law and toppled the regime of his leader for his own political advancement and appeared to hold no shame of it. Kenshin was still wrestling with the fact that he decided to help the Raikage overthrow the Daimyo which made him a rebel. Even after all of these years, he questions that decision daily. Was he following orders as a loyal shinobi and police officer?
Being in the Spire playing politics always bored him when he would rather be out on the beat protecting the law. For now, he was here to get answers and find ways to improve policing in the village. He was relieved that the Arashikages appeared to have answers to his questions. "Thank you for passing the data along." He responded to his leader with a nod. "As you know, modern law enforcement requires modern methods and that means information." The policeman had no further business but would wait for a while longer in case Jeon had more to say to him.
Belamos nodded to Jay as he rose and knelt down to scoop up Aurelia "Sounds good" He carried the girl on his forearm as he followed the male out of the office, nearly being doubled over as a girl stormed past him muttering something to herself 'Reminds me of Rinka' He thought to himself, fondly recalling the day one of his life's grand annoyances left Tsukina's service. He stepped out of the Kage's building and motioned to Haji who he had left standing guard outside "We're headed to the Academy" Was all he would say before continuing onwards
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2018 4:29 pm
boo boo booBLOOP_ BLoOp_ bLoOp ´¯`·.¸¸.->Tōsokurui Ashi Hojo <-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pup´¯`·.¸¸.->I'm not squidding around here...<-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pupNothing is ever just black and white.
Tosokurui would of course remain unflinching as always after Shion's confrontation. He knew full well why she did what she did and it was still amusing that she still had that hot headed attitude even now. Ah, but I suppose he was one to talk. His face was still as vacant looking as it was back then. "You'd think she'd cool down with the years bloo bloo bloo." He'd say to himself and in general to the occupants in the room as he watched that booty leave before his turning his head back to address Jeon's concern if not scolding about his tentacles. "My apologies, would that I could, at times they have a mind of their own. bloop." Implying that his tentacles were a part of him and in a sense what doesn't show on his face will often show in his extra limbs. In said case was recalling a trauma, though likely this would be hard to draw not knowing all that much about the man. With his cents added to the mix Toso waited patiently for the surrounding conversations to end. Well such was his desire until another scamp entered the room.
Goodness, thank the stars 'his' wasn't here or it would have been more of a kindergarten than an actual office. Whilst Kenshin and Belamos had their exchange that carried with it the desire to also head to the Academy Toso chimed. "Well now Son-Souta, twas indeed nice meeting you as well. bloop. Mayhaps though you may find it to your benefit to follow Mr.Belamos..." Toso's face then shifted toward Jeon as a glint came from his peripheral vision in Souta's direction. "You wouldn't want your younger sister Yuno to surpass you now do you? bloop." said giving the boy some incentive to not to be beat and rile a little competition.
Now that everyone spoke their peace and with Kenshin awaiting order following Belamos it was time for the Squid man to give his say. "Honestly, my visit was primarily cordial with the intent to make sure our village leaders were eating and not starving themselves amidst paperwork, bloop. Initially... Toso would take a moment to walk towards the windowsill where in Jay had leaped off so confidently as he cracked a smile at how 'human' the kages were before he turned around towards Jeon once more. "It might not be anything but something recently has been troubling me. bloop. Ah, now you know I'm not one who likes to saddle a nation with what I would primarily think to be my own problems. bloop."His face showed nothing aside from stale expression as his hand moved slowly if not somewhat reluctantly, as if considering what he was about to do was a good idea or not.
Toso would then reach into his simple white collared shirts pocket and produce a rather grotesque photo of his younger self over a pile of corpses smiling. The corpses semi-identifiable as primarily UHV based on vanishing attire. He'd then slide it across the desk to be view able and to be looked at by Jeon. Though at the same time Kenshin whom had stayed behind would also be able to see it, only if his curiosity sought out to look that is. Such a thing he'd not expose to the eyes of child so he'd hoped Souta had taken his advice and left. If not, Toso made certain to form a 'wall' using his body making it so it would require effort to see what was on the photo.
"It's not uncommon for us nin to recieve death threats. bloop." He'd say as the photo upon closer inspection had the writing 'Never forgive, Never forget.' on it. "I received this photo in the mail some odd weeks ago bloop. I thought nothing of it thinking it only a threat made by some UHV survivors still bitter and alive. bloop. So naturally I assumed what I said earlier. bloop." Toso would look at Jeon's face for any visible trace of reaction, to see what she was making of the photo before he continued. "Although, the more I looked at it bloop, the more unsettled I felt, bloop. Had I forgotten when I did this, when was this photo taken, who took this photo, how do they know my address, did they send it on my name alone, is there a UHV operative hidden in the village, I recall being particularly vengeful of the UHV but was I so vengeful as to wear such a smile after their deaths? Bloop. I decided to start considering possibilities, although low and unlikely, I figured it best to share them bloop, if such is possible its best to be aware of them than let them sit idle bloop. Especially if in some possibilities, it may endanger the nation. bloop." Toso would then inhale only to produce a string of paranoid ravings. "If the photo is recent, I've considered someone may be impersonating a younger me bloop, additionally, The UHV had samples of my dna bloop, I'm uncertain if there was multiple bloop, but if there was I recall a single UHV operative successfully escaping that mission five years ago bloop, that time frame may have been enough to incubate a clone bloop, but that brings into question if it was a clone they had made why would it betray them." Toso then let loose a looooong winded sigh before bonking himself on the head and scratching it in a jester like manner. "or it's just an increasing sense of paranoia and my fears acting up bloo bloo bloo......ahhhhhhhhh yes. Toso acted as though he were dusting himself off as a person with anxiety often does. "I thought it good to make you aware bloop. My appreciation for this days break. I'd like if you kept the photo bloop, keeping it at home or with me only serves to increase this paranoia. I'll likely cut today's break short and return to service I'v grown restless as of late bloop."
Toso's behavior had taken a shift. It seemed now that he had shared what was on his mind he'd regretted it. He thought it good to get something that was bothering him off his chest and with that burden lifted he began to draw the assumption that it was likely that this whole 'photo' business was clearly something someone as busy and as important as the Kages would think trivial at best and that he'd completely wasted Jeon's time. After all it was all just a string of paranoid theory coming out of the squids mouth. It seemed he was readily making a way out, and by making a way out he'd summoned a clone whilst Toso himself was using his large brush on his back to draw a door to walk through in the office. The clone being their the kai the ink away so as not to leave a mess before poofing. This method of leaving and 'escaping' would have been common knowledge to anyone in the village who knew of Toso to a degree. A man who walks through his own doors. What was apparent as he was drawing the door though was it seemed he wanted to avoid any further conversation about the photo despite being the one who brought it up. Maybe Jeon would have something to say to ease his troubled mind before he finished...or make it even more troubled.
❞ ·.¸¸.->Passives<-.¸¸.·´❞ • Kanboku(Formless Style) Post reduction +3 • Kanboku(Ink Technique) Post reduction +1 • Kanboku(Ink Based Chakra Cost) Reduced by ½ to a minimum of 5 • Ninjutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bukijutsu Post reduction +3 • Class Bloodline Post reduction +3 • Bloodline Reduction Applies Universally to other techniques • Multi-Jointed: Can contort body seamlessly for disturbing outcomes increasing overall evasiveness slightly. • Endai Ika [ Far Reaching Squid ]: As if cracking a whip, the Hojo clan member is able to outstretch his arms up to 10 yards (30 Feet).
With Shion and her brother both gone, as well as Belmaos, there was no one to impede her as she once more coiled her legs and balanced on the edge of her bench. "Is that..." she would begin, holding up a finger to Kenshin and Toso. "My... BABY?" she would ask springing over them so high she put a hole in the ceiling with her skull. She didn't even feel it as she bounced down and snatched him up off the ground the same way she had before. "IT IS! SONNNNNNNN!" she would call spinning in a circle so fast that the color bled off of them. As they returned from a monochrome, she would hold onto him, nuzzling him with her nose as she always had when he was little. "You're getting big! And... are those muscles?" she would take him with her as she went back to the desk, motioning for him to climb over to her back, quite liek Jay always did with Yuno. She had actually done it first, and he co opted her methods. Nothing made for strong limbs like holding on to Jeon in motion. Taking a seat on the slab of obsidian, she would clap two hands together. "Kenshin Kosei here is one of the police in charge of this place's internal safety. Over there is Tosorui Hojo, resident ink master, and one of our Senior Jounin. I imagine his visage speaks for itself."
Back to business, as it were, allowing Souta to remain on his head as she responded to the Officer. She believed wholly his maturity levels were higher than hers had ever reached, and wanted to ensure that he got an idea of what shinobi life was like as early as possible. Much of his childhood had admittedly been denied by Kaneo's more stern approach and her own high expectations of him. Still it was out of love, and she went out of her way to ensure he understood the nuance behind punishment and scolding. If there was ever a mother who loved her son, it was Jeon. Really, it wasn't even in her radar of understanding that the boy already had a grasp of how likely it was that his father may go out on a mission and never return, but it was a thing that weighed equally heavily on them. Where Jay and Mizuki had precious little time to be with Yuno in truth, Jeon was around her son far more for that very reason. Not even official business would peel her monkey from her arms.
She made a mental note to tell him to stop teasing his cousister later, though.
"Kenshin. I want to express gratitude to you for your administering of the citizens. Jay and I have so much to tend to that there is room for things to slip through the cracks, so we are more thankful that you all came with us on this journey than you can know. If you ever need anything, regarding work or help with anything else you and your comrades can come and find us." She would offer him a hand to shake, and allow him to take his leave. He'd end up having his hands full soon enough with Rinka becoming an Anbu as well. Who better to whip into shape the potentials than Zeus? Her attention turned from the officer to Tosokurui, a different kind of officer.
She reached back with her hands, poking at Souta's cheeks and sides to entertain him while she spoke to Toso. "Rinka? Cool down? We'd sooner see you stop being an amazing cook." One hand reached for another bun, offering it to the boy with her. "It must be so strange having extra limbs that exude all of your emotion," she conceded. As he went on, she would look to Souta, offering an answer in his place without being privy to the masked meaning in his words, or just ignoring it. "Souta and I are off to the dojo today anyway," she would offer hoping to give him something to look forward to as the sun began it's reach for the midday position in the sky. "I do appreciate the visit haha. We don't do a lot of sleeping or eating honestly. We can share nutrients and... well its a lot. What's on your mind?"
Jeon's face became stern concern when he began explaining himself, and why he had come by. She had gotten up to rest on the balls of her feet, kneeling on the smooth bench theat she sat on, looking over their exceptionally beautiful village while he spoke. When he moved to block Souta, she would tap him and point to one of the couches away from the desk she often slept on. In the meantime, she would block the photograph with her hand. There he was, smiling amid a pile of corpses. UHV soldiers. That only moderately explained his deviant and jovial expression. Said face was almost lurid in how pleased it was. This was very much... not Toso. Her own head spun a little bit as more, then less, then more likely conspiracies came from his mouth. She would stand beside him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Toso... do you want me to put someone on this? Your safety is important, shinobi or not. We are tools of war and death for the empire first, but living beings secondly, almost just as importantly." She slightly betrayed her feelings on the harsh lives they lived. "If you want, I can set you up with someone who can likely help. I'm always here for you, Inkwell-San," she offered using a nickname she had always wanted to call him by. She would allow him to go, however, and look to Souta once he had left. "Alright little monkey. Want to get going?" she would ask so long as no one had actually stayed behind.
Posted: Mon May 07, 2018 12:08 am
__ Kenshin was a bit startled by the Arashikage's behavior when the young lad entered the office. He was not expecting the sudden jumping and burst of energy. When he saw her embracing him he quickly ascertained what was transpiring. This was motherly love that he certainly never experienced as a child, then again his mother was the scum of the Earth. "She's a good person. These are the families that I need to protect." He thought in reference to the Arashikage who was probably too preoccupied with her duty to spend as much time with her son as she would like. This was indicative of the sacrifices she made on a regular basis to do a dutiful job in her leadership and Kenshin deeply admired that about her and Jay. When Kenshin was introduced to the young man he nodded. "Nice to meet you." He spoke seriously, but politely with piercing pale white eyes of the byakugan that met his. When she expressed gratitude to him he felt some of the wounds from the previous name misunderstanding begin to heal. "It's been an honor to serve, Lady Arashikage. As always, please notify me if you have further orders or assignments." He shook her hand firmly before bowing deeply. "Jounin Hojo." He quickly addressed Toso with a nod and glanced at Souta before taking his leave out of the office and eventually out of the Spire. While leaving Toso began talking about his personal business and Kenshin preferred to respect his privacy.
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boo boo booBLOOP_ BLoOp_ bLoOp ´¯`·.¸¸.->Tōsokurui Ashi Hojo <-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pup´¯`·.¸¸.->I'm not squidding around here...<-.¸¸.·´¯`·. pup pup pupNothing is ever just black and white.
A momentary jump as a tentacle lump sprouted but was withdrawn inward before fully revealing itself, Toso's attempt at keeping his limbs under control for sake of Jeon's earlier reprimand. Taking the chef comment with a great amount of appreciation hidden behind his flat face he gave a smile. He stopped painting for the moment, she may not have known but her reassurances did well to ease him. He'd turn his head just enough to acknowledge Jeon "Ah, if that isn't too much trouble. bloop. I would most graciously appreciate it. I realize our human resources have been a bit low as of recently. I wouldn't want to waste your time on my paranoia. bloop.
He rested his hand on Jeon's, his was cold from his anxiousness as her reassuring hand warmed it up to a degree, a sign that he deeply appreciated the consideration and approved if they so decided to do so, but made it so that it didn't come off as him giving a firm yes. He then patted Jeon's hand signaling he was alright to be let go before giving his goodbye. "Thankbloop again. Do enjoy the rest of those meat buns. bloop. I made them with extra LOVE. " He mused, with what was typically considered mild office flirtation, with this said Toso would step through the painted ink door melding with it. Vanishing a tentacle poked out to wave goodbye oncemore before being sucked back into the void. When all traces of him were gone the clone left behind performed a hand sign so as not to leave behind ink in the office before poofing. ~exit
❞ ·.¸¸.->Passives<-.¸¸.·´❞ • Kanboku(Formless Style) Post reduction +3 • Kanboku(Ink Technique) Post reduction +1 • Kanboku(Ink Based Chakra Cost) Reduced by ½ to a minimum of 5 • Ninjutsu Post reduction +2 • Class Bukijutsu Post reduction +3 • Class Bloodline Post reduction +3 • Bloodline Reduction Applies Universally to other techniques • Multi-Jointed: Can contort body seamlessly for disturbing outcomes increasing overall evasiveness slightly. • Endai Ika [ Far Reaching Squid ]: As if cracking a whip, the Hojo clan member is able to outstretch his arms up to 10 yards (30 Feet).
"MooOOOOOoooomm!" Souta whined, help against her exceptional strength compared to his. He was less concerned about the idea of this being embarrassing as he was that she'd end up doing this every time he came in here. She had a habit of being a bit clingy, which, honestly made a lot of sense even if Souta didn't realize it. Yuno had gotten a middle of the road amount of attention from her two and turned out to be an extreme; while Souta got the extremes, Jeon's overwhelming nature and constant presence with Kaneo's required absence, and ended up the middle ground. Quietly he acquiesced to her motion, taking a place that he was getting ever so slightly too big for. A little wave came in Kenshin's direction as he was introduced. Likely they'd have few run-ins on opposite sides. At least that was the plan, Souta wasn't about to tempt his mother's temper. His eyes lit up a little as Toso was introduced, though.
"That's the one Yuno is afraid of." He said quietly, mostly to his mother, but with an air of excitement. "He's cool." He giggled a little as Jeon poked at him, squirming a little but still managing to stay put. He was old hat at this by now, she always tested his ability to hang tight. Oh, and a nice bun to nibble on. He eyed her cautiously for a moment before taking the bun and immediately getting the direction to move away. He grumbled as he stuff the bun in his mouth and twisted backwards off her, catching himself in a short-lived handstand before curling back down into a crouch and heading off to his new resting spot. Souta wasn't quite the acrobat that the Monkey Sages were, but he'd definitely gotten their overall physical traits. He'd only just finished the treat when it was time to be off again. "YEAH!" He was used to have to wait for his mother to finish business in a way Yuno wasn't, but that made him all the more excited when ever it was time to actually go stretch his legs and do stuff.
Jeon was happy to finally be able to take her son to the dojo, and even happier that Toso seemed to be stress free now. She reached out a hand for Souta to climb up aboard, not bothered by but keenly aware he weighed so much more than he had as a toddler. Once aboard, she would step up the same way Jay had, but instead of simply leaping she would fling herself forth, rolling through the air to give a bit of fun to the young Son Souta. [Exit]
Posted: Mon May 07, 2018 2:21 pm
Souta happily acquiesced once more, eager to finally get to do something other than hang around the office. [Exit with Jeon]
A somewhat tired looking Kage entered his office, his shirt and pants done away with the moment he stepped in and slung into a basket at the farthest reach of the room with enough impact that the lid closed under it. He stepped into a room off to the side, a shower he'd commissioned be built so he could stay in the office longer. As the hot water ran along his skin, Jay closed his eyes and fell into what could only be described as a standing sleep. The hot water was a non factor to one resistant to heat, and he was capable of remaining entirely still while he stood below the somewhat abrasive streams of water. Here he absorbed what of the worlds natural energy he would while still, only his breathing offering any motion at all, while at the same time he was regaining teh chakra he had expended to give Kenshin a fair match. It didn't take him very long to be back to full on all counts, but he remained still anyway as he brought in the natural energy of the world to rest within his body. The next time he fought, he wanted to be sure he had it in case he needed it. In his dreams, he saw only one face, a face he hadn't actually seen in far too long. When he finished his shower and reclothed in an identical outfit, he was surprised to see, upon opening the door, the white hair and golden outfit of his top tracker staring out of the rather large window. His hair still swung wildly as he acknowledged Kaneo. "Oh? Jormangundr, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Kaneo turned his head to eye Jay with those infinitely spiraling eyes and gave a knowing grin. "You'll never guess what I found..."
At the revelation, Jay's jaw hit the floor. "The Hachibi... after all this time he's been in the land of floods..." Kaneo shifted his stance, walking to sit before the Kage's chair when Jay took his seat on the stone bench. "I scarcely believe you're here, right now, and alive if you had a run in.""Believe me, Jay, I'm more than fine. Sorry, lord Arashikage." Jay waived off his brother in law, choosing to instead retrieve a map and present it with a spread across his desk. "How is leading?" Jay eyed Kaneo before he answered honestly. "It's tiring. For both of us. Jeon fusses incessantly after you, by the way. You're out in the field for so long at a time..." He sighed prompting Jay to nod knowingly. "We're both pretty bad husbands, huh.""Someone has to do our jobs though. Speaking of... there are a plethora of other things requiring our attention... but I think taking care of the Hachibi should take priority. I'll show you about where he's elected to claim his territory..." the man said taking various instruments and meticulously placing exactly where the Hachibi had been spotted on the map. "A willing host has already presented himself, too." Jay said, to which Kaneo shook his head. "Not me, boss. That isn't my calling. Being a jinchuuriki is a responsibility best reserved for the strong hearted and willed.""I was referring to myself." Kaneo's hands stopped for a second, then continued on as if he hadn't heard that. "Me and Jeon both will take on this burden." Then Kaneo sat up, having finished his work and laid his golden eyes on his leader.
"You have children. Both of you." Jay once more waived him off, looking over the map. "What else was there?""Lord First, I sincerely think you should-" Jay slapped his hand on the table. "Kaneo. Save your worry. What. Else." Feeling a bit defeated, Kaneo reached into his bag and produced a number of documents and hand drawn images. He seemed more reserved but went on anyway. "The loyalists of the Daimyo have fashioned themselves into a greater threat than they have been previously. We've been doing our best to root them out- I personally have been seeing to it. It appears that, even among five years of tracking leaders and assassinating them, manipulating information, forming shaky alliances and general espionage work, even with a completely blank operations check, we still have an enemy presence. I'm still working on how and why, but I've also tracked down and gathered info on several HVTs. Chief among them and our biggest current threat? Hideyama: a samurai from the Iron Lands known locally as the Shogun. We don't know why or how he's gotten involved but between him, stragglers from the UHV who saddled up with the loyalists and the loyalists themselves we have an actual rebellion in the works. I fear if I don't keep at this then the threat will exponentially grow."
Jay sighed. Not another war.
"We have confirmation that a former UHV soldier from Otogakure escaped it's destruction. His name is scrambled up in lies and Aliases, but I have not the time and resources to follow up on the rumor. The reason I bring it up is that I've been receiving whispers of infiltration operations in the village. Tensions high as they are, his spyring may have subverted mine and managed a successful infiltration of the village. They could be working at undermining us from the inside." Kaneo looked like he had more, but gave the Kage a second to process. "Keep at it. I'm fine.""Nothing more beyond that I think we may actually need to consider hunting down the rest of the Bijuu as a second priority. Firepower against them, and as a deterrent against the Whirlpool could, in theory, be a good thing if we can keep it from killing the people we are sealing them into.""Alright, Kaneo.""I won't push further.""I appreciate the concern but Jeon and I have discussed it, and how to do it. We need to protect these people, and what better way? Besides, none have heart or will bigger than ours. You know this. I'll have Kenshin and the Anbu team start working to support you, Jormangundr." Kaneo stood, a smidge more at ease, and made a seal that allowed him to fade from the office, leaving behind only his reports in sealed envelopes and the map.
The image in her head was a pin p***k. A supposed, hopeful, quick and painless "pin p***k" that would be the visit the gate guards and shiro's letter pressed Unki into. It wouldn't be the easiest endeavor to outwit three and wiggle out of responsibility but ultimately, it would be a quick endeavor that will set her free.
One of the three Storm ninja faced the door and offered a prompt knocking. A wordless endeavor until entry would be granted. Meanwhile, Unki's began to dig into her backpack to retrieve the envelope again and started to imagine how bits and pieces of this greeting would go and what chores she had to take care of after the fact.
It's been a while. Upside, Leadership doesn't intimidate her anymore.
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A knock at the door caught Jay's attention, even though he was so knee deep in planning and reading that he almost didn't notice. He stood, eager to stretch out his legs, and walked around to the door. He opened it deftly, less because he was annoyed and more out of habit. "Unki?" Jay asked honestly surprised when he witnessed her there. "Welcome to Arashigakure," the male twin offered her as he went to sit back on his stone bench, offering her a seat and dismissing the escorts with a wave. "How can I be of service to the capital?" Jay asked, assuming she'd been sent all this way on some measure of business or another. Rarely did anyone make that journey for fun. His expression remained friendly as he started to organize the chaos on his desk in order to make it look a lot less chaotic than it was. He also didn't too much want to make her aware of the somewhat shaky state of things, such as they currently were, so Kaneo's operations reports were hidden away first.
The trio of escorting ninja followed through the waving dismissal and bowed as their purpose was fulfilled and were out of sight in a moment's notice. In Unki's head, the path followed from ground level to the tenth floor was made out to be quite the journey. Even at the end of the line, the tenth floor, the building gave her the feeling of exploring a grand architectural model from a foreign world. The omnipresence of ninja in the building, it seemed, was however a distracting feature. Unki followed Jay into the office which felt like an open, well lit, suite. The view across the way was quite something to behold even if she could only mostly see sky.
Her bag was clutched in one hand and held close to the ground. The envelope from before was secured in her other hand and leveled with her hip. Her violet sights fixated on Jay paid heed to his friendly demeanor and passed over the surface of the desk, briefly minding the movement of his arms, in the disguise of a succession of blinks that fell onto the matter of her envelope.
Now, Unki wasn't particularly the observant type and developed the eyes to not freely pry and peer into business that wasn't her own but she was familiar with the scene of shuffling documents out of the way from more than one occasion. Her initial reasoning was simple: the village leader wanted to put a better, organized, foot forward to build a good impression with a significant, Capital subordinate and not allow a sloppy impression on a spearhead of Shiro's military project.
Before Unki would take a seat she wedged open the envelope, stepped foward, and extend the letter towards Jay. While she didn't foresee this exchange of words lasting more than a few minutes Unki still took a seat with her legs together, ankles crossed, hands clasped and in her lap as if she had acquired this taste for looking prim. Ten floors was still ten floors of steps no matter who you were. Like before, the message's contents were the same: a firm description of her identity and dimplomatic purpose to offer her skills to the village for the time being. She would essentially serve as a line of communication and cooperation between the Storm village and the Capital to maintain efforts are still going without a hitch. Roughly, that is what the message summarizes and signed into effect by Chosokabe Shiro. A sigh was stifled and made alike to an exhale before she fashioned her reply. "It's partly, how can I be of service to the village.
• Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank, and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses of techniques the same rank. Can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals.
Bukijutsu Training::: • Sobagai Deba Sentou:: Two-fer-One:: The practitioner is now accustomed to performing techniques they have mastered with either one or two knives. Once per post, the user may use a single D-Rank or lower technique from this Style without paying the cost. •Sobagai Deba Sentou:: Offensive Style: Knife Stances Rank: E :: Training :: - The user becomes more accustomed to upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions. Speed of all Bukijutsu employing small arms is mildly increased.
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Ninjutsu Active: Physical Techniques Active:
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3 Activation: •
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Thoroughbred Chakra Refund: • ; "Additionally, when you perform bloodline techniques above Rank D, you are refunded {05} chakra or {05} stamina, depending on which energy was used."
Jay's hand reached out to take the letter, holding it with one hand while the other rested squarely on his knee. As eyes scanned over the letter, his face remained as it had been when she first entered. "Mm. He wrote this like I don't know who you are," he commented folding the letter and placing it aside. So she was going to be an envoy with a constant line to the capital? Jay didn't mind having Shiro essentially sending Unki here as a form of oversight: he neither was afraid of Shiro knowing what he was up to, nor up to anything overtly bad. Jeon, on the other hand, probably wouldn't appreciate it if she interpreted it how he did. Better he be the one to talk to Unki than Son Goku let her fury free.
As for wukong, he allowed gis eyes to briefly roll over the girls form. Prim and proper were words that came to mind immediately. He had only officially met her once furing the chuunin exams, and even then just briefly. The now kage level ninja only knew of her what the anbu had gathered of her and other ninja of their generation. Jeon would probably call the diplomatically placed shinobi Prissy. Jay simply concluded she was simply sitting comfortably, much like she did when she very pretentiously hung upside down by the crook of her leg above them almost all day.
He once more dug into his stack of papers, removing a roster of names that were redacted, DOB's and other personal details also blacked out. The names on the list? Son Wukong, Son Goku, Oroborous, Hino Kagatsuchi, Ares, Zeus, and Frigg. The sum total of his elite Anbu and Oinin corps: Himself, Jeon, Oro and Hino had completely abandoned their identities, Shion when she was done training, and Zeus, who was most likely to be the next captain. Frigg was a special shinobi from the mist named Choyumi and she hadn't yet fully been integrated, and then there was Jormangundr, who's file was somewhere else entirely. "Well, I could always use another tracker ninja or Anbu. KPD officers, too, need a bit of a bolster which would require the same training as an Anbu officer." He would explain after tucking away the confidential file again. "Lot's of tensions in the countryside, still, between us and the remnants of the UHV and Daimyo's loyalists..." Jay rolled his neck a little. "And then former Kumo and Kiri citizens who are now Arashigakure citizens treat former Otogakure citizens like second class humans, which is a constant headache for me and my police force. Oh, and I'm about to and seal a Bijuu. There's a lot that needs doing, honestly." The choice as hers to jump on whatever she thought she could be of help with.
