❧ || Housing Facility: Apartments

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

Rakuin Sanimiitai
|Koton Heir Apparent|
| Chunnin | Konohagakure | Doton : : : Fuuton |

Samuru had turned away, without much to muster. A mild growl from his brother speaking of their agreement, but then again, it seemed was was making it difficult for himself. He'd let himself get familiar with the girl, while he was crouching. His face was buried, allowing himself to admit the girl had become a bit of an issue. "You can't, Samu," the young man spoke, nearing his brother, a hand on his shoulders. They were distant, but someone had to reel in his brother. In the end, it made sense. His siblings had free reign to move about, while Raki was stuck hiding in a building with stuffy old leaders. More flies were attracted by honey, after all. "We can't change the agreement. She's one of them. A pawn or something like that." He had no idea what her placement was in the regime of Konoha, but it was something too ingratiated with the village.

"You would leave father lie without justice served? For a bond you formed haphazardly?" It was hard to argue, but it was as he felt. He couldn't tell if his brother would feel his intent, but it was simple. A desire for justice not allotted to its lawbreakers. He leaned in in a whisper of dedication. "The four of us. You, myself, Maylee and Tetsu. We were going to show them. We're going to show them. Blood is the most important thing to us. It's what we have in the end." Maybe it sounded manipulative? He didn't quite intend for it to come off as such, of course. It was an honest to god belief, while there was little more than falsehood anywhere else in the village.

 

[astrasinthewild]

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|Samuru Sanmiitai
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| Chuunin | Konohagakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 3850 |
| Bukijutsu : Weapon Specialist | Puppeteer : Marionette |
Chakra 350 | Stamina 150

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You really think I'm talking to you?

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Rubbing his mouth, Samuru turned his head a fraction as Rakuin put a hand on his shoulder. He listened, fingers pressed to his lips "Its not like I can control this, Raki. Its...I don't understand it." his words hissed out of his lips, anger marking them with more heat then he intended. He closed his eyes at the mention of father, the very word acting like some kind of reinforcing brand on his body. He didn't know what to think. Jae was light and freedom, smiles and laughter, made him see the brighter things and had brought him back from a very dark ending. One he'd nearly gone through with...but blood. Rakuin's last words kept ringing in his ears "...You should have been born first. Even by the minute that separates us, you're so much stronger, Raki." he let his hands fall into his lap, staring at the ceiling blankly for a few minutes as he continued to fight with himself "I won't leave you and May. I swore that I'd stay and stay I will." he said softly, standing to move away from his brother's touch "I can't promise what shape I'll be in though. It is as you said, Rakuin....Stockholm." he had turned and now stared at their mother over Raki's shoulder. Standing as they were, Samuru was struck with how much taller he'd become, standing nearly 5inches taller then his brother. Rakuin was emotionally stronger....but Samuru had become physically stronger over the year, taller. Had Rakuin changed? What kind of stress was he forced to handle? What had Samuru forced him to take on, escaping for that year, leaving him alone with Maylee and their mother? With only them....and with that realization came the familiar surge of protectiveness, the strength of blood coming forward. He was wrong, Samuru was, to have left him to deal with it alone... My little brother... he reached out and ruffled Rakuin's hair, letting his hand linger on his sibling's head for a few minutes "I can't promise I won't be a little more broken when this is over...but I won't leave you." his hand dropped as he walked past Rakuin, looking down at his mother. Suddenly....she was so much smaller. So thin, so weak...she glared up at him, the dull fire in her eyes still there. He just stared at her, his hands in his pockets "I want to kill her." Samuru's admittance was soft but Rakuin and their mother would hear. She just continued to glare, her energy used up from earlier as he continued "Isn't that wrong? Isn't everything about us, the three of us, wrong? Living....like this. With nothing but hatred, disgust and anger....isn't it wrong?" he didn't add Tetsu into the mix. He viewed the ram as a pure creature, something that didn't carry the same emotions as he and his siblings.

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Forgive me....I'm a little shocked you can think at all.
I'll get over it....and then I'll get violent.

 

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

Rakuin Sanimiitai
|Koton Heir Apparent|
| Genin | Konohagakure | Doton : : : Fuuton |

Samuru explained what he could. There was a strange attraction to the girl with the light hair, something impossible to understand. People were strange, especially ones his own age. The only people he seemed to understand was his siblings. The old farts that ran estates were much simpler. "Nah... I'm just much more isolated," Raki tried to joke, tension and drama were more than enough for business, not with his brother. Samuru affirmed that he'd stay, despite whatever was getting in the way. It was difficulty at its finest, and one that had made Raki more stalwart with his siblings. Bonds with the villagers would corrupt their purpose, make them all the more likely to fall, when the day came for their reckoning. The clatter of hooves on wood followed, his brother having risen to look down upon him. The nudge of heavy horns would nudge the young man, bleating aloud. Rakuin could only laugh as if Tetsu had made some kind of joke, despite the tension.

"Tetsu says he'll take care o' that," the young man elaborated. Should the day come, when they finally made their escape, should the light haired girl stand against him, Raki and Tetsu would stand against her. He would be less likely to die than his brother. His brother's hand in his hair, he couldn't help but grin back at Samuru. "Whatever breaks, Maylee and I will fix." They were of the blood of black steel, whether or not Samuru could use it was something to be indifferent to. Reforged time and again. He continued on, gazing at their mother. He wanted to kill her? Was it strange that there was little to be felt on that topic? She'd displaced them all after the fiasco, and even more so after their father ha died. He turned his gaze to his mother a moment, before looking away absently. "Nothing's wrong, so long as we have each other." It was the thing that had gotten him through the last year, sparsely able to work. Sleep. He was bound simply by words he'd been taught by his father, no matter how twisted by malice and his desire to quench his vendetta. The Leaf was responsible all those years ago, and to Rakuin, was not a debt that could be squelched.

 

[astrasinthewild]

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|Samuru Sanmiitai
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| Chuunin | Konohagakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 3850 |
| Bukijutsu : Weapon Specialist | Puppeteer : Marionette |
Chakra 350 | Stamina 150

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You really think I'm talking to you?

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Smiling as he looked at Tetsu, Samuru knelt and gripped Tetsu's horns playfully, as he'd done so many times before "Heh." he just chuckled, releasing the ram and standing. His hands shook. The tremors traveled up his arms and he wrapped them around himself, looking at their mother again "So long as we have each other..." he repeated, more to console himself against the doubt and denial he was feeling. Samuru closed his eyes and let his breath out, arms dropping to his sides, still "I'm sorry, Raki, for not being here for you the last year....For any of you." he smiled at Tetsu, still not facing Rakuin. When he did, it was with a much more collected expression as he started walking, picking up his bag as he went "I have to leave again...but...I'll come back. Back here...not....to her." he put his hand out, palm up, to Rakuin. A promise. Samuru was rising, becoming stronger as he went. If they were to escape as they planned, he'd have to continue as he had been. This meant missions, interactions....faking it at every turn. Samuru's hand shook just a bit as he waited for Rakuin, the overwhelming realization of what he needed to do rising again.

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Forgive me....I'm a little shocked you can think at all.
I'll get over it....and then I'll get violent.

 

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

Rakuin Sanimiitai
|Koton Heir Apparent|
| Chunnin | Konohagakure | Doton : : : Fuuton |

Their contact came to a halt, when Tetsu had made his standard interaction with the young man. Hands about the horns of the ram. It seemed impossible to remain tense while the ram was present. Samuru made apologies, but it was completely unnecessary, for Raki had grown over the year as well. His resolve had become steel. "Don't worry about it," he dismissed the situation pretty simply. His brother had gone to fight more, but it wasn't as if he had failed to strengthen himself either. He just... practiced more than he had fought. "Go on and do what you have to, I'll take my business reprieve and practice." He threw off the coat he wore, and set his palm against his brother's pointing upward to the ceiling. There was plenty to do, after all. "We'll show them all what we can do." Their promise was made, and would be left for them was to part for the time again.

 

[astrasinthewild]

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|Samuru Sanmiitai
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| Chuunin | Konohagakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 3850 |
| Bukijutsu : Weapon Specialist | Puppeteer : Marionette |
Chakra 350 | Stamina 150

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You really think I'm talking to you?

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Gripping Rakuin's hand about the wrist, Samuru smiled and released it "Yes." he let his hand fall to his side again and slipped it into his pocket before he turned. Pausing, he looked at their mother one last time then walked down the hall to the door. Closing it behind him as he exited, Samuru felt like he would break apart....his world was shaking again. He could feel it....


((Exits))

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Forgive me....I'm a little shocked you can think at all.
I'll get over it....and then I'll get violent.

 

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

Grabbing his jacket and spear, he nodded to the nurse. She knew to stay out of the room when the siblings conversed. He motioned for Tetsu to follow, before heading out the door to the academy.

[Exit]  

[astrasinthewild]

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|Samuru Sanmiitai
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| Chuunin | Konohagakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 3850 |
| Bukijutsu : Weapon Specialist | Puppeteer : Marionette |
Chakra 350 | Stamina 150

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You really think I'm talking to you?

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It took him a moment to get the key in the door, Samuru's hand shook just enough to make it hard. Stepping in, he closed the door quietly behind him and padded to the bathroom. His mother was asleep in her chair again, reclined, and he didn't look at her as he passed. Reaching the bathroom, Samuru leaned against the door, pulling his shirt off before Haaaa....not too bad. he examined the gash under his rib cage. It wasn't big but it was jagged, messy and as he started the water, he wondered if he should have gotten it treated. Well.....letting the water rush over him, he just sighed Doesn't really matter...

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Forgive me....I'm a little shocked you can think at all.
I'll get over it....and then I'll get violent.

 

[astrasinthewild]

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|Samuru Sanmiitai
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| Chuunin | Konohagakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 3850 |
| Bukijutsu : Weapon Specialist | Puppeteer : Marionette |
Chakra 350 | Stamina 150

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You really think I'm talking to you?

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Having dressed his wounds with liquid bandages, Samuru slid his shirt on as he wondered what to do. He could....do what he wanted and risk getting in trouble. Or.....well, he didn't really care about getting in trouble "Right...where does she go again...." he slid some sandals on and grabbed his bag, walking past his puppets sprawled in chairs. His mother had remained sleeping and so he didn't disturb her as he left the apartment.

((Exits))

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Forgive me....I'm a little shocked you can think at all.
I'll get over it....and then I'll get violent.

 

[Pandora Green]

Ｃｈａｋｒａ__Ｐｏｏｌ: 700 / 700___Stamina: 425___Rank__: Anbu___Current__Mission: N/a

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Taka came back to her house to grab one of two of her spare headbands remaining. She had given one to a genin out in the woods and needed her replacement. She would leave her companions in their spot in the house before she went back out. They didnt need to follow her everywhere and generally laid around to maintain energy with the exception of their usual cardio. She grabbed a stack of paper leaflets and went back out the door, intent on getting some more fresh air before embarking on a necessary mission of patrolling the village. .

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[Haruhi000777]

Jun Kimura
Genin - Konohagakure - Ninjutsu/Taijutsu - Katon
AC = 4,000 - Ryo = 2,800 - Chakra = 305 - Stamina = 255

No sooner had she returned to the office with her findings of a circle than a new mission had been handed off to her. This was a mission from the Hokage himself, something involving people going missing. Considering the world they lived in, people going missing happened, but obviously this was serious enough to concern the Hokage. Jun had been given a specific address to go to so that she could speak to a man, whose brother had gone missing.

Jun managed to find her way to the correct address, upon knocking she found the man's wife opening the door. It would only be seconds later that the man would come to the door. They would speak in the doorway, the man moe than ready to discuss the disappearance of his brother.

[Post 1/3]

There were three specific questions she had to ask the man. First she needed to get a physical description of the man's, Mr. Tachibana's, brother. Tachibana's brother had short, dark red hair that was only a couple of inches long, with dark eyes, he was of average height and light skin, and he always wore dark clothes. It was a good start, there might not be too many people around the village that looked like that. As far as Jun knew, a majority of citizens had dark or brown hair. Maybe... there were some blondes... ah well, it wasn't like she kept track of how many people had what hair colors in the village.

[Post 2/3]

The last place that Mr. Tachibana had known his brother to be was by the river. His brother had always liked to go to the river in the evening after work, to think and enjoy the silence. That was a usual habit of his, to go to the river to think, he enjoyed pork dumplings, and he always liked to bite his nails. The last part seemed odd to mention, but a habit was a habit right? It'd help her identify the man, she just had to look at his bloody nubs of fingernails left.

With all of the necessary information given, Jun thanked the man for his time and tuned to leave, heading back to the office to give her report of the missing man.

[Post 3/3 completed mission The Missing 1.]

 

[Verideathul]

Terra Senju

Village: Konohagakure

Rank: Genin

Clan: Senju

Class: Bukijutsu Tamer

Chakra:305

Stamina:245

AC:

Ryo:

Too often does man or woman neglect
To see what nature truly is, to see its true beauty
Or to even begin to bond with it as they should bond




To gaze into the eyes of the beast
Is to gaze into the very being of the beast
For one’s eyes are the windows to his or her soul

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”To live in each current moment,”

Running into the housing facility, Terra knocked on one of the apartment doors loudly until the owners opened it. Warning them of the impending danger, Terra tasked them with knocking on one additional door and spreading the message as quickly and quietly as possible. Looking at the many apartments, she thought that a full evacuation without the official alert system would take a long time.

Fortunately for her, as each member of the apartments completed their task, the rate of evacuation continued to grow exponentially. As a full evacuation began, Terra found herself in a similar situation where she was helping people with rather petty tasks of retrieving simple items. Other requests were more worth her time, carrying a small one a short distance to another relative or escorting the elderly.

With the official alarm not sounded, the unit outside the gates would be unaware of the full evacuation. In a matter of minutes, all of the people were starting to make their way to the various sites. Terra quickly blurred off towards her next destination.
(Exit)

”is to truly live your whole life.”

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Condition:
Healthy

Skills Used:

Active Skills:

 

[Pandora Green]

Ｃｈａｋｒａ__Ｐｏｏｌ: 700 / 700___Stamina: 425___Rank__: Anbu___Current__Mission: N/a

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Taka dropped down from a rooftop onto the patio of a house. There had been a report of a missing husband and she was to investigate him. She knocked on the door and waited for the answer. A young girl answered the door. She gave taka a reluctant smile, obviously still in grieving. Taka asked the girl if she could come in. The girl escorted her inside, and she gestured to the couch and sat with her. She chitchatted idley before she asked her the three big questions. She needed the description of her husband, where he was going last, and any habits that he had. The man was in his thirties and ran a feed store in Konoha. He never made it to the store that morning. He was tall with brown hair and greenish eyes. He only had one habit and that was taking an early morning stroll through the roads near the training grounds. She would thank the woman for her time and make sure to give her a proper hug before she moved off.

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[astrasinthewild]

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|Samuru Sanmiitai
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| Chuunin | Konohagakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 7350 |
| Bukijutsu : Weapon Specialist | Puppeteer : Marionette |
Chakra 395 | Stamina 180

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Retribution...this is not my goal. No, I care not for soaking the world in violence.
There has been enough of that.

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Going to Jae's apartment rather then his own, Samuru knocked on the door and waited. It had been too long since he'd seen Sae and he missed Jae's mother. She was a calming force for him, almost as much as Jae was, and he always felt better after talking to her.

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I seek only that which was taken from me...not for myself but to prevent it from being taken from others.
No more broken families. I will keep the peace for the childhood that never was and the child that did not survive.
I will not weep for the world that will not see. I will change it even if blood stains my hands.

 

[chrissy b e a n]

Hearing the knocks on the door from where she was currently working on an art project, Sae grumbled underneath her breath as she picked her way to the door. Her hands were covered in clay, her apron dirty as well. Kicking the door open the older women prepared to unleash her displeasure on Jae but stopped short when she noticed it was not her daughter at the door but Samuru. Sae had not seen Jae since she left a note, claiming to have some business to attend to and then disappearing. Looking past Samuru, she half expected her daughter to come waltzing out from around the corner but was slightly disappointed. Her relief at seeing Samuru was not diluted by the absence of her daughter however and she stepped aside to let him in. "I figured you were due for a visit soon. Make yourself comfortable, while I clean up really quick." Sae instructed, being as bossy as her daughter.

Walking inside she went to the kitchen, untying her apron. She began to wash her hands in the sink as she looked over to Samuru, her red eyes watching his movements with interest. "How did it go? Both of you numskulls have been staying out of trouble I hope..." Between the two of them Sae could say with much confidence that Samuru was the more level headed one but he had befriended her daughter so she could only extend that responsible outlook on the lad for so far. "Where is my idiot daughter. It's a miracle she usually has you shackled to her side." Although Jae had not realized it yet her possessiveness of this boy was telltale signs to Sae that there was something more than kindness, pity or curiosity in her daughters actions for remaining by Samuru's side. Sae noticed something odd about Samuru. She took note of the faded wounds that showed on his face. Making a 'tch' noise she pointed at the bathroom, indicating he go an fetch her 'the kit'. It was Sae's personal remedies for ointments that she kept in a counter above the washroom. Samuru had become her own personal in house patient for the past year. She didn't mind so long as he didn't bleed all over her floors.