Myurai in classic fashion appeared in the kages office in a poof of crystal ice dust. He had heard that the giant was promoted to Jounin this one he highly approved of. The man had fought with honor and went to great lengths to defend the village with no regard to his own personal safety. Myurai actually gave the man a small bow," Congratulations. Both on your promotion and your recovery. I hope both of them treat you well. Im glad to see the Titan of Kumogakure is alive though not exactly well." Turning his attention to Kin," Milady I had to tend to a few matters before leaving but there are some things I wanted to discuss with you before I left. Primarily I wanted to inform you that I will be stopping by Kirigakure for a time to fullfill my oath to the ninja that assisted me. I agreed to teach him the seals that I used to seal the Nibi so that he may do so as well if the situation should arise. Second, there is a chance that they will be able to trace the attacks back to Kumogakure if the opportunity presents itself to shift the blame elsewhere to another village I would like to know which village you would like said blame be placed. Given your current displeasure I figured Konohagakure but didnt want to jump to conclusions."
[This will never be the last.] [But it will only be the once.]
Samuru's crutch caught on one of the edges of the floor and he scowled, jerking the crutch out of the little rut as he made his way to the office. He hadn't been here before so he was feeling a little lost...at least until he spotted the office that looked most official "Kinpaku." he muttered and quickly, as quickly as he could anyway, made his way to the office. He paused as he noticed Myurai and another inside the office, his face darkening slightly but Urgh. he came to the opening and used his free hand to knock on the door frame. He was still in his hospital clothes, a borrowed (ok, stolen) jacket over his shoulders "Raikage." he stated, not entering but making himself known "When you have time." Backing away with the aid of the crutch, Samuru looked around for a chair outside the office.
[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.] [I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.] [Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.]
Wanryoku was battered to hell and back, just as many of her shinobi were. The wrecking ball dropped carefully to the ground, shaking her office and the seat beneath her mildly. He made for something to support himself with and rested against the wall. The giant exhaled peaceably, when he asked something simple. Maybe it was his pain? Maybe it was something else? Wanryoku inquired into the depths and duties of a jounin, and at this point, it was something to think on. "To be a jounin..." she began, while turning her gaze from the giant to the roof in wonder. Trying to remember when she had become just that. What she had thought of it the years prior. "To be a jounin is pretty important. It's when people begin to recognize you as someone they can truly count on, and the beginning of a road that branches off endlessly. I followed a road my father traveled upon, and it took me here at some point or another."
What she'd begun was interrupted by the arrival of another, Myurai had returned. He came to to inform her of a couple of things after wishing Wan well. A visit to Kirigakure wasn't necessarily a bad thing after they assisted in the Nibi's approach. Subsequently, Myurai informed her of his option to sabotage the UHV more efficiently than before. Looking back to him with a smile, she nodded some. "Surely you're aspiring to great things, Myurai. A great ninja in many ways. If Konohagakure were to be found guilty of assaulting these war mongers, I'd be more than satisfied with your assault,." That was about what Myurai needed, and would send him on his way, which left the third. Scribbling out a piece of paper, she extended it to the shinobi. A pass to forbidden scrolls. He was receiving permissions to learn skills only she had seen to this point in their libraries.
A hobbled young man with fierce eyes, in came Samuru. He hobbled in with a crutch, wearing but a jacket and his gown. "Enter at your leisure, Samuru. We're not discussing anything too dangerous," Kinpaku called gently out into the halls. She turned her gaze back to Wanryoku, realizing she hadn't had her chance to say her two cents to his question --not completely. "To put it simply, Wan. To be a jounin is what you make of it. Patrol. Missions. Little is different, it's more of the same. Make the choices you think are right. As for the one there, if you should request it, I'm organizing a party for the one from the gates." The woman had bothered her, with her bizarre technique up front. She'd taken on their entire group, and Kin wouldn't stand for that. "The village is... Is hurting. We're going to be working on repairs once Haituro gets back."
Myurai took the slip with a smile as he read between the lines of her words," If thats the case why not take this one step farther. If these people believe konoha attacked them, and I can direct konoha to them in a similar manner we may be able to kill two birds with one kunai. And all you would have to do is sit back, sip some tea, or liquor your choice, and enjoy the fireworks." With a smile and a bow Myurai took his leave as he patted the giant on his arm as a sign of respect before passing samuru on the way out.
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-----Ҕearing Kinpaku's words was not the same as listening, unfortunately, which meant that Wanryoku had to pay close attention to her words. In this case it proved the smart thing to do, as her answers made him think. Even as Myu, the ice user, entered and co gratulated him, he thought. As his report was given, the giant remained silent. When Myu left and patted him on the shoulder he nodded in thanks with a strong grin to placate the much smaller male. And when Kinpaku at last spoke, and finished what she had been saying, Wanryoku continued to sit silently for several moments before taking a deep breath at last. "In old village my father was Shuhan, a Kage as you. He great man, but warrior, and answer problem with fist. He teach that great leader not one who talk all time, but one who fight to protect those in village. He scorn those who talk instead of act, and that why I am as I am. I act, not talk. I fight to defend. Because father say so." Sighing, the giant looked at his brother, the wrecking ball known as Zangai. "But you say Jonin be many things, become important. Perhaps other way than violence? Maybe. Maybe there be other way than simple Warrior." While this was certainly not an original thought, it was a simple one that somewhat disquieted the warrior. But he could not let himself fall into despair or confusion! For now there were things to be done. He nodded to Kinpaku in thanks, grunting somewhat as he pulled himself to his feet and looked to the one who had just entered.
-----Was this young man familiar?... Yes, he had been the one sent with Kaileer to attack the enemy within the village. From the crutch it would seem that he had not made it out as safely as his friend had, which seemed odd as he was certain that Kaileer had less experience than this man. Nodding once more in greeting, Wanryoku looked back to Kinpaku, his jaw still stiff. "I will join mission to rebuild." He had to keep moving forward.
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[This will never be the last.] [But it will only be the once.]
Hearing Kinpaku welcome him in, Samuru paused and turned back around, moving back into the office. Leaning back against the wall, he forced one leg over the other, annoyed greatly. The nurses had wrapped his thighs so thickly with bandages that he couldn't walk properly, hence the crutch. He was pretty well healed other than his legs and bruised ribs so being forced to use a crutch....was aggravating What's going on? Rebuilding? he moved his crutch in front of him and leaned forward on it, chin on his hands. It was clear that this was village business and he didn't know what or if he should contribute so he didn't, merely watching and listening until he was addressed. The big man's nod in greeting made Samuru's eyebrow's rise but he gave a small dip of his own head in reply.
[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.] [I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.] [Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.]
A heavily distorted image of a cloaked and armored man appeared within the Raikages office. It bowed as it began not concerned by the presence of anyone else," Milady, the first dance of the godburn ball has concluded without indecent. The second dance will begin soon so far the party has gone according to schedule." The shadow as he was calling himself now pulled the headband from its belt and twirled it a bit before revealing the konohagakure symbol and putting it back into its belt.
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Dai slipped into the office and hung back against the wall near the door. The Juggernaut of a man was speaking to Kin, when Dai came into the room. But as the parties spoke back and forth, Dai kept to herself. She wasn't there for diplomacy, she was there to find out what she had missed in the time she spent asleep. The spoke of rebuilding. Dai had to rebuild her home. The place that kept to the woods and kept her in a state of peace. Dai raised her head as the shadow being came into the room. Her eye squinted as the being spoke. The first dance of the Godburn ball? The hell is that? She thought to herself as she started at the figure. Her eye moved to Kinpaku, wanting to know more of this Godburn he spoke of.
Genichi entered the premesis of the Kumogakure Raikage's office. He took a long haul off from his gourd of sake that was soon to run empty; drinking since he first woke up Gen stumbled into the office building causing a ruckus as he went in. He barked at the office clerks and laughed and cheered on the glum looks of faces he had seen throughout the building. "Bakaaaas! Cheer up there's *hic* plenty to go around!" Genichi then looked to the hallway leading to the stairwell. He grumbled to himself for a moment, it was only yesterday he had graduated from the shinobi academy and he was to be appointed Genin. Something he didn't really have a choice in doing since all the mischief he cause growing up in the area.
Genichi made his way up the stairs to the Raikage's office doors. He kicked the doors straight open with a loud slamming sound. "Ooooooiiiii! Raikage sama I'm here for my *hic* graduation... promotion?... bah, I'm here to get a headband thing. Genichi grabbed one of his horns when talking about his headband. Drunk as a fish, Gen coughed hard and took another big gulp of his sake. "Ah, yeah!" This rude horned boy was to be the newest addition to Kumogakure and was too drunk to care what anyone thought of his.... outward appearance.
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Igarashi decided to make her way into the Raikage's office, she was a bit tired and slightly lightheaded from all that had taken place. She kept rubbing her head where she felt a bump starting. Something must of hit her hard during the commotion that she was knocked out for a while. Still rubbing her head she slowly made her way towards the office door. She was looking at the floor to avoid any really bright lights since this pain in her temple was affected by lights and sounds she was in for a big one when she reached the door. She saw the door was kicked in and she could here what sounded like a drunk in the office. Grumbling to herself she sat herself down outside the office trying to get rid of the headache before heading in to deal with whoever might be in there.
Placing her head in her hands she took a few deep breaths in and out trying to see if the headache would soon subside. the smell of alcohol was in the air so she knew that whoever it was in the office must of at least bathed in it or something that or her sense of smell just got that much more feline like. Still she couldn't help overhearing the commotion in the room. Whoever this person must be really trying to get on the Raikage's nerves with his ill-tempered manners. Shaking her head again she took another deep breath and sat back against the small bench outside the office.
Renji sat next to her on the floor with his head in her lap. He was worried about her for the fact that she should of been in the hospital and not here waiting to see the Raikage. But knew better then to grumble with her especially with her condition that she was in right now. So he sat there calmly watching her to make sure she had not passed out from the bump on her head.
Wanryoku was opening up for the moment, speaking of his home and his family.The leaders at be at his home, the role models in his life --as she assumed-- spoke little, swung plenty. It was a noble cause, but it was now that Wanryoku was now beginning to grasp that a little warlord-esque village like his former home was not quite what Kumogakure was as a major player in the global scale of things, and opportunities weren't near as limited. "In some ways, your father speaks wisely. A fist tells few lies, where a pretty mouth may say many," the raikage laughed somewhat, while it was finally that he spoke up on that there could be other ways. "Therein lies the issue of being who we are, Wanryoku. We all have much to think on. In the mean time, could you check on the shipment status? Haituro should have arrived by now with them." The lady swaggered to her feet calmly, as she looked to Samuru.
Subsequently, Samuru had entered at her welcoming. The young man hobbled in and settled himself against the wall, speaking not. A brief nod and whatnot. She nodded to the young man --an abomination unto the world that she had sanctioned, and would soon come to a point where she would have to strike down the hopes of the young man leaving (not alive if he insisted upon it)-- with a brief smile. He opted not to speak, so perhaps it was that he wanted to discuss the monster that hid within him, but then again... Silence was best for the moment. An cloaked figure, distored as it was arrived. It was good news, in a veiled manner that proved most irritating. The corner of her mouth twitched but a moment. She'd have to rewrite the damnedable code for covert missions. It was quite a sign she was shown.
"Wonderful. I hear the band is going to take five, come home for refreshments." It was a simple command to bring him home. She knew just who the cloaked figure was, and she knew he would get the job done. He knew what was to be done. Again, the room was filled with another body, a blond woman wearing an eye patch: Her eye was what stood out. Daitomi was present, havign rested or so long. She looked to Kin, and the woman knew very well what Daitomi was likely wondering, but then again... The hunter had no need to know just what the ANBU were up to. Nevertheless, she nodded to one of the hunters.
The drab pseudo-silence was shattered eventually by a young man in green. Staggering and reeking of sake, it didn't even take the young man's horns to identify the young man as some kind of relative at this point. Kumogakure was usually a good focal point for finding others like herself, and he was certainly no exception. He spoke of the need for a headband. His drunken demeanor was something of far more appeal than her own drunken demeanor. She stepped over to her dsk, several places off from its normal placement, and she extracted from the dinged up drawer a band for the young man. "It's nice to see family in the ranks, young man," Kin nodded, setting the band upon the desk top for the oni to stagger right on up and make his way off to practice.
More and more, Kinpaku was happy to see her office being populated of sorts. It was blissful. "Lady Raikage? You have more company on the way up. She should be there pretty quick," a voice on the intercom spoke, and Kin knew that yet another was likely around. "Enter when ready," the raikage boomed to any in the hall. It seemed like she should put her voice on a loop of some kind, simply to make it function as such, so people may enter.
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Genichi went to catch the hand band and let it swoosh by his hand and into his face. With a hiccup and a burp, Gen waved to the Raikage, "Thanks Cuz! I'll be training off somewhere, wandering the village... *hic* for a while, if you need me, well... *hic* track me down. Bahahaha!" The young Oni left the Raikage's office to find more Sake!
[This will never be the last.] [But it will only be the once.]
Samuru watched as the office began to fill up, his attention drifting to Daitomi. It seemed that they were of a same mind. He shifted against the wall, itching to bend his legs properly but for now, he waited. The Raikage's silence was a bit telling for him but again, he did nothing but wait...after all, what could he do?
[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.] [I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.] [Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.]
The distorted image of the shadow nodded," Glad to hear it they played well. Time to take a break." The image waved a bit more before fading away into nothingness.
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Dai turned her head at the Genin that just busted into the room. She coaxed her eye brow at the boy as he addressed the Kage with a series of hiccups between speech. Which lead her to believe he was of Kin's bloodline, Oni. She sat her head back against the wall and smiled. "He's gonna be a hand full." She mumbled. Dai moved her head and caught Samuru glimpsing at her. Easy to see that their thought about the Anbu was the same. She shrugged and shook her head. Showing she didn't know and that she DIDN'T want to know. It was her rank to know. Anbu and Oinins ran in different packs. Her eyes drifted away from him and awaited for Kin to finished the small stuff.
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