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Tame

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It wasn't long, now. Everything was coming to fruition, even better than he'd planned and hoped the first time around. Several contacts to barter with instead of just one....and that snake wouldn't have him. Something about her was not quite intimidating, but....unsettling.

A fitting place for an end, here in the lifeless expanse. Each of his last wishes had been taken care of. He had nothing, physically or otherwise, tying him yet to this world. He was empty, much as the sky and dunes of the Wind Country, and yet not in nearly as sad a manner as these had come to be.

Perhaps it was something else that kept him calm in the face of voluntary demise. Each grain in his wake, the last area he would see - a glittering ocean of whites.

Dear gods, was this...hope? In the wake of the Door to Hell, was there really something like that left inside him? By chance it might have been that all of his options hadn't been exhausted until now. Or maybe it was that he'd already entrusted everything to one person, so he had no choice.

The grassy-haired fellow that used to be a name that struck fear into the hearts of every household in the Five Great nations stood in the emptiness of the Sand's grave, his shirt and one sleeve fluttering in the arid wind. A cactus was his perch, so to speak - standing upside-down in midair, his hair draping below him and nearly touching that single flower.

Mostly....armless.



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Nova Makato

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Nova limped along the surface of the dunes, though her progress was easier and faster than it had been before due to the acquisition of the modified snow shoes from the man who identified himself as the Jackal. Though it was a small gift, they had proven to be more useful than expected. Not only did they allow her to walk through the shifting sands without the heel of her prosthetic foot sinking into the sand they also masked her footsteps fairly well. Besides her strode Izumi, her companion and lover and many other roles, but for now a traveling partner. As the sun had set they had broken down their camp with the efficiency of those who had done so several times with practice, packed the bits into the compartment within Kurogokegamu who had become a sort of pack mule for the pair, and set off to their next destination despite the uncertainty in exactly where that would be.

As the sun began to graze the horizon, they were faced with the decision to cut through the crystalized remains of Sunagakure or to make a detour and walk around the perimeter. Despite the increased chance of danger with a trek through the city, a sense of curiosity and homesickness would drive Nova to push to walk through the city. Besides, any threats that they would pass by would be diminished by the fact that they would not be making the trek alone as well as the fact they were both skilled combatants, albeit in different manners. Not only would there be the threat of those driven to stalking from the shadows with the destruction of the city, but the landscape itself was a hazard on its own. Whatever had happened after they had left had created a sparkling landscape of glass, shards and broken pieces with keen edges glinting in the sinking sun. Nova kept her eyes downwards, the combination of those wide attachment to her feet as well as ensure she did not step on one of those glistening edges as they moved onwards. Though her feet would carry her onwards, Izumi's touch on her shoulder would signal her to stop and look onwards to what could have possibly been the most peculiar thing she'd ever seen.

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Izumi

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It was early morning when Izumi woke, as she did on many mornings and she dressed as she normally would in light silks in combinations of green, black, and white. The colours were an homage to her home but it was one seldom noticed and when it was it was ignored. People from Suna were invisible these days and those carrying the headband are further made into pariahs. For their purposes this was perfect as if the puppets weren't obvious enough both women sported the sigil of their home, the destroyed Village Hidden in the Sand. Izumi loved traveling by the early morning light it was the coolest part of the day before night falls. To further help avoid those Izumi would rather not be seen by she elected to become the masked woman Zhi today. The raven haired woman in the mask filled the lovers space and their surrounding area with her Raiton chakra, an early warning system to help put the paranoid Karisuma at ease. The mental state of the pair had been poor as of late, had she not visited the Jackal, Ryu Myugan, she'd have surely lost her humanity by now. Izumi had been trying to avoid conflict lately to try to keep her sanity at bay. The culmination of her recent violence being the near killing of her old comrade Chigetsu Hozuki. Had the young Karisuma just held her temper it would have been much less effort and time on her part. She could have just offered the boy protection until the fight ended, but no, she had to lose her temper. It was a wake up call when she was performing remorseful surgery on the young man's collapsed lung. Luckily her act of blind rage did not end in the young man's death.

Nova wanted to take their walk through the ruins of their home and Izumi happily obliged, anything she can do to make her lover happy. Nova was not proud of Izumi using the Chidori on the Hozuki, in fact she'd gotten quite the scolding for nearly killing the innocent lad. So gaining some girlfriend points was a good idea for the raven haired woman. Izumi walked at Nova's pace with her arm around her lover's waist holding her close while they traveled. Nova walked with her eyes down but Izumi sensed some odd on the horizon, a chakra nature she'd never encountered before and a strange element running through his tenketsu. When the man was in view Izumi immediately moved her hand from waist to shoulder warning her that it's time to be worried. Izumi's heart was racing, the man was none other than the criminal called Tame. What was unsettling was that he was seen. He was notorious for being a sniper and was wanted in Suna for a murder of an ANBU. Izumi gestured for Nova to stay put and walked to meet the man suspended above a cactus, her suna headband proudly shown on her left bicep. Izumi looked the man in the eyes then bowed, “We only want to pass through, we won't even tell anyone we saw you. If we keep walking would you let us pass or should I expect an arrow in the back?”

551 words.

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Name: Electromagnetic Radiance
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: B | A
Type: Supplementary
Element: Raiton
Range: 75m | 300m
Specialty: Ninjutsu | Medical Ninjutsu
Duration: Maintainable
Cooldown: Maintained Duration x2
Description: The user performs the Hawk handseal, holding it for a moment as they focus their own inward electrical energy before expanding it outwards, bathing the area in the user's Raiton chakra, making hairs stand up on end and creating a loud humming from the user as they begin to glow. However, within the area the user is able to sense their electricity as its low frequency signature comes into contact with and is constantly absorbed by living entities within its range as naturally occurs with elecromagnetic fields when they come into contact with biological organisms. Allowing the user to sense the presence of living things. The jutsu is able to tell the difference between living things but only species by monitoring the strength and size of its bio-electromagnetic field. The user receives feedback via electric responses in the nerves of the brain which is charged with raiton jutsu during the use of this technqiue. These feedback responses are harmless to the user. Plant life is not noticed by this jutsu only animals with a nervous system (including humans).

The A rank version can also detect any chakra signatures in the area allowing the user to determine their elemental affinities and approximately how powerful they are.

Tame

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Yikes. How many people did he meet all the way out here? It was only irony that could have brought others to such a remote location: a stretch of dunes so expansive the singular succulent ornament was out of place and yet at home in the most homogenous sense. Those spines barely grazed the tips of his hair, threatening a bad time for the coming days - but his locks were ever so out of reach. It was a droll analogy for the past years of his life, cutely enough. The greatest tracking ninja known to the shinobi world, two renowned Sages, and many more ninja had the chance to track him down. None of them could - he was always just out of sight, and until recently he'd thought himself out of mind as well. There wasn't enough proof to decide whether they had stopped looking for lack of leads or for lack of drive. Either was a possibility with the people that'd taken charge of late... not to mention that the Mizukage placed a rather idle bounty on his head. If the Hunter-Nin of Kirigakure were as good as everyone said, then without a doubt they would have sussed him out by now. Then again, clout and competence often exceeded the canard. Even the rumors about one's country were nothing but additional ammunition when it came to interacting with the other Nations.

It was, then, a half-surprise that someone had taken his back with such ease. He wasn't using his Mind's Eye, granted, nor was he paying any true attention to his surroundings. His upturned form jolted as the nameless, thus far faceless figure began to speak....or rather, supplicate. She believed their lives were in jeopardy here -

which only could mean she was privy to information from the Bingo Book. Tame knew well that he was a tracking target and otherwise a kill-on-sight S-rank criminal. To approach him like this was both bold and humble; it was wise not to hide from those with superlative sensory capacity, indeed one of his trademarks. After that unbecoming reaction, he gave a sigh. It wasn't any use making trouble here when all they wanted to do was pass by. Dropping to the ground in a backflip, he landed on his feet in the sane (ahem, barely). Patting the top of his head twice with a flat palm, he returned some words:

"I see my reputation both precedes and exceeds me. But, uh...You're not gonna have any trouble. The guy that killed Tatsumaru died when he killed Reika,

He wiggled his left shoulder, flapping his empty sleeve, only noticing halfway through his dialogue the...former allegiance of these two ninja.

"...but he didn't ever mess with your lot. I did fight one of your ANBU at one time in Konoha....

It got cut kinda short, though. Erm, he got cut short? I'mma go out on a limb and say you know of one Ishido Daraku. Aoi Bara, used to be a big thing. You look like you've done your history.

Aaaaanyhoo, I've been outta commission for a good long while now. Not only am I a lil' rusty, I jus' don't have the urge any more.

His tone was extremely informal, half due to not caring and partially his lack of recent experience with...the words. Not speaking for an entire year was a record he didn't want to repeat, approach, or break.

It had been a good few years since anyone had even mentioned Aoi Bara aside from in the past tense. Needless to say, the rancor he once had at the thought of being bound by a group of missing-ninja had dulled to mere annoyance and contentedness with being a thorn in the side. If they even existed any more.

These two didn't seem the type to be afraid of anything; their chakra indicated they were quite adept for their stature and age-apparent. What could he do to assuage their fear...?

Not really for their sake. More so nothing sudden came out of this....

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Name: 神楽心眼 {Kagura Shingan ~ The Mind's Eye}
Canon/Custom: Canon.
Rank: S.
Type: Defensive.
Element: None.
Range: 500m radius.
Specialty: Ninjutsu.
Duration: -15 per post.
Cooldown: Non-Applicable.
Description: A sensory ability that can only be learned with an extraordinary amount of mental focus, due to most not being able open their mind's eye. Thus, this ability cannot be copied by Sharingan or any other means; it must be researched and learned for double the normal wordcount after learning of its existence.

Tame can detect by a 'sixth sense' where chakra signatures are, accurately deducing distance and direction, as well as activity and magnitude, even if he cannot normally detect them via the 5 senses. If he closes his eyes, he can 'see' his surroundings as chakra fluctuations, though not outside his natural field of vision. Everything either gives off chakra (all living things) or reflects the reverberations of this chakra (inanimate objects); the user can sense slight movements in the chakra of even the living surroundings.
This ability can be used to track people over a distance or pick them out in a crowd, as the user can remember and recall any person's particular chakra and its 'feel'; he can even know someone's chakra natures and even their clan for future reference. However, it is much more versatile than just tracking; within 35 meters of themselves, the user can sense fluctuations and finer movements in chakra, able to tell if a person is somehow having their chakra disturbed, such as via Genjutsu; since lying muddles one's chakra regardless of one's control, Tame can also sense these even finer disturbances within 10m of himself.
If this ability is actively used for more than 5 posts without a 1-post break of not using it, Tame loses 1 tier in Strength and Endurance while he continues and for 2 posts after he cancels it.  It increases for every post after 5 he used it (-2 for 6 posts, etc). After 3 posts of overuse, his Speed gets all current deductions as well.


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Nova Makato

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“We only want to pass through, we won't even tell anyone we saw you. If we keep walking would you let us pass or should I expect an arrow in the back?” , Izumi would not name the man they had encountered but she certainly seemed to recognize him. Nova could not say as much, Izumi was far more knowledgeable about those major players across the lands. At the very least, she too was able to feel that terror of meeting one who likely far exceeded her own abilities. In a bizarre alteration of what Nova knew to be the rules of nature, the man who currently was suspended in the air would do an odd flip in which he would land with his feet on the sand rather then turned overhead. As he moved his hand Nova would flinch as though she would even be able to react in time to see only that he was merely patting the top of his own head. "I see my reputation both precedes and exceeds me. But, uh...You're not gonna have any trouble. The guy that killed Tatsumaru died when he killed Reika...”

These names all seemed so familiar... Nova probably ought to know all these names and she knew it, though was almost as certain as that though she wasn't familiar that Izumi would be. At that moment it would be  made obvious that he was in fact missing a limb, much as Nova herself was though he bore to faux representation of one. "...but he didn't ever mess with your lot. I did fight one of your ANBU at one time in Konoha.... It got cut kinda short, though. Erm, he got cut short? I'mma go out on a limb and say you know of one Ishido Daraku. Aoi Bara, used to be a big thing. You look like you've done your history. Aaaaanyhoo, I've been outta commission for a good long while now. Not only am I a lil' rusty, I jus' don't have the urge any more.” Again, another string of words that seemed rather foreign to Nova. Perhaps she ought to have paid more attention in the history course she had taken rather than sketching fantastical creations. She would look to izumi for her cue, unsure exactly of how she ought to be reacting to this man and his rather laid back and careless way of speaking of matters that seemed so be of such importance.

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Izumi

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Appearances were not always what they seemed and Tame’s voice and mannerism was definitely not what one would expect from a man of his reputation, nonetheless he was what he was, "I see my reputation both precedes and exceeds me. But, uh...You're not gonna have any trouble. The guy that killed Tatsumaru died when he killed Reika, ...but he didn't ever mess with your lot. I did fight one of your ANBU at one time in Konoha.... It got cut kinda short, though. Erm, he got cut short? I'mma go out on a limb and say you know of one Ishido Daraku. Aoi Bara, used to be a big thing. You look like you've done your history. Aaaaanyhoo, I've been outta commission for a good long while now. Not only am I a lil' rusty, I jus' don't have the urge any more.” It was strange to here this version of events, this was certainly not the official record yet another reminder of the imperfections and corruptions of the ruined Sunagakure. That is, if the man was even being truthful and accurate in his account, in Izumi’s memory Tame was the one blamed for the death of Ishido Daraku a Suna ANBU member who was murdered some time ago.

Tame seemed almost weary of his life, like he was bored with it. This was a man who was known and feared far and wide yet Izumi was here having a conversation with him. Izumi removed her mask to get a better look and he indeed looked strikingly similar to the picture that was in the Suna Bingo Book. There was something far more intriguing than that to Izumi however, sure she would ascertain the truth herself but she really had to know now. “Aoi Bara. I’ve only heard whispers of such a thing existing it’s never referenced and the members are like ghosts I wondered if it was just a story…” Izumi produced her journal and a pen from her person as she spoke quickly, her previous tension having dropped the woman had an enthusiastic expression and was speaking rather fast,
“Do you know about this Aoi Bara? Who they were? What they’ve done? I’m sorry, I’ve been a bit rude I’m just very … excitable,  I am Izumi Karisuma and behind me is my lover Nova Makato. If you have no desire to speak to us that’s just fine and I hope your offer to let us pass unmolested stands. I just … couldn’t pass up an opportunity like this.”

437 words.

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Tame

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It was pretty obvious that these people were....genuine enough. And throughout his isolation, he'd found the bits of chitchat he'd gotten since he'd emerged to be acceptable. Not grating, but certainly no grace to his ears. It was enough. Or maybe he just didn't care any more, in the face of what was planned.

"Rrrright, Aoi Bara. A bunch of criminals like me who either felt that they were wrongfully hunted or could help from places the normal rules didn't apply. Beats the fuck outta me. I figure you guys know about the whole Tsuchikage fiasco if you're from the neighboring Land. The, uh, Akira equals Tsuyo detail that everyone missed. Seriously, his chakra signature wasn't even changed....are the ANBU that stupid?"


It was half exasperation, half bemusement. The ninja from each and every village were a joke to him, in a meaning both good and bad.

"No wonder none of ya managed to catch me. But, uh....Ishido Daraku killed Chikamatsu Noboru. The rest were fairly well known in other ways. Kuroka Gin was a wild card like me. Didn't like taking orders. Hyūga Tsuyo.... that guy was a lot more sensible when I first met him, though his ability to hide his identity only went as far as his face. Few others I'd never heard of and don't really care about, though I did sense a few notable ones after that fiasco....an Uzumaki and a Sarutobi, both pretty damn strong. Heard rumors that the old Raikage replacement Sano hooked up with them, though I wouldn't trust that as far as I'd throw it. No one's seen him in a year or two. See, like me -"


Summoning an arrowgun in a light glow of purple, the strands of crystal connecting in midair to a handle and unique barrel, he brandished it at nowhere in particular, then let it dangle from its aesthetics-only ring lazily to show he meant no harm. A small yawn punctuated his pause...

"He has a calling card. Known pretty well as the guy who transforms into a lil' black animal creature.

But I'm off topic. Aoi Bara as a whole....I never knew what they really wanted. Control of the criminal underworld? Purging the world of evil? Political power outside the law? Or maybe it had to do with all the riches inside their manor outside of Iwa? Those guys didn't tell even someone like me anything. And y'know, I'm not really an egotistical guy, but c'mon - I had the power to kill everyone in that group n' there wasn't much respect for my skill there. It made me mad. So I killed the Raikage and framed them all for it.


Ech, I don't like talking this much. Tell me what you two are doing all the way out here."

He scratched the back of his hair lightly, keeping the arrowgun only on his pinky finger as he slouched a bit. He didn't expect much, but conversation was a two-way street. And for once he was willing to listen.



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“Aoi Bara. I’ve only heard whispers of such a thing existing it’s never referenced and the members are like ghosts I wondered if it was just a story…”, Nova would feel the comforting touch from Izumi pull away as she would quickly withdraw a beaten journal from her robes and an expression of excitement that was so rarely flashed these says would slide across her face. Voice almost raising an octave and flowing much faster and less cautiously Izumi would fling questions to the strange man. “Do you know about this Aoi Bara? Who they were? What they’ve done? I’m sorry, I’ve been a bit rude I’m just very … excitable,  I am Izumi Karisuma and behind me is my lover Nova Makato. If you have no desire to speak to us that’s just fine and I hope your offer to let us pass unmolested stands. I just … couldn’t pass up an opportunity like this.”."Rrrright, Aoi Bara. A bunch of criminals like me who either felt that they were wrongfully hunted or could help from places the normal rules didn't apply. Beats the fuck outta me. I figure you guys know about the whole Tsuchikage fiasco if you're from the neighboring Land. The, uh, Akira equals Tsuyo detail that everyone missed. Seriously, his chakra signature wasn't even changed....are the ANBU that stupid?"

The tone that the pair were met with seemed..... unattached. There was something dangerous about the lack of care he seemed to speak with, and to one such as Nova with so little standing when considered among those people she did recognize it was frightening. Turning her gaze to Izumi with worry flashing in her eyes, she hoped Izumi knew what she was getting into. Inwardly now she would turn with her fears as Izumi was so at ease. Nearly begging that Sasori return from his self induced solitude. "No wonder none of ya managed to catch me. But, uh....Ishido Daraku killed Chikamatsu Noboru. The rest were fairly well known in other ways. Kuroka Gin was a wild card like me. Didn't like taking orders. Sarutobi Mitsuo.... that guy was a lot more sensible when I first met him. Few others I'd never heard of and don't really care about. Heard rumors that the old Raikage replacement Sano hooked up with them, though I wouldn't trust that as far as I'd throw it. No one's seen him in a year or two. See, like me -"

This talk of the death of a Chikamatsu, unfamiliar as she was with the name sent a pang of grief through her. Followed by that, the mention of the one known as Mitsuo would spark a flame that always glowed dimly within her. Anger would flush her cheeks for a moment, and though the context was still unfamiliar the very name would rile her up. It was he who had laid waste to Suna, at least in part. As he spoke Nova would shift her gaze at him for a moment as from nothing he would pull a sort of bow from air and twirled it deftly in his hands. Almost lazily he would pause as he yawned before he would begin again, "He has a calling card. Known pretty well as the guy who transforms into a lil' black animal creature.But I'm off topic. Aoi Bara as a whole....I never knew what they really wanted. Control of the criminal underworld? Purging the world of evil? Political power outside the law? Or maybe it had to do with all the riches inside their manor outside of Iwa? Those guys didn't tell even someone like me anything. And y'know, I'm not really an egotistical guy, but c'mon - I had the power to kill everyone in that group n' there wasn't much respect for my skill there. It made me mad. So I killed the Raikage and framed them all for it.

Pausing for a moment more he would fall silent after a last comment, “Ech, I don't like talking this much. Tell me what you two are doing all the way out here." Nova would shyly defer to Izumi, who excitedly grasped the notebook and pen in her hands. His words would not fall on dead ears however. The magnitude with which he spoke with comfort was beyond her comprehension but not her will to listen. Speaking of things like the desires of a group such as Aoi Bara was something that Nova just never thought she have to consider. Perhaps even one struck a chord with her, that of power outside the 'law' of Kiri that she had once resided under That last bit however reinforced that fear she held before, the casual mention that he could kill all those powerful men as though it meant nothing, and even more that he admitted to killing the Raikage. It left Nova shaking in fear, so much so that she even felt the pang reciprocated feelings from Sasori within her mind.

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Izumi

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Izumi quickly jotted down notes as Tame spoke, "Rrrright, Aoi Bara. A bunch of criminals like me who either felt that they were wrongfully hunted or could help from places the normal rules didn't apply. Beats the fuck outta me. I figure you guys know about the whole Tsuchikage fiasco if you're from the neighboring Land. The, uh, Akira equals Tsuyo detail that everyone missed. Seriously, his chakra signature wasn't even changed....are the ANBU that stupid?" While this man wasn't what you'd call a hero, it was starting to make sense to Izumi why they tell you never to meet your heroes. Her family was full of monsters and it seems so was the rest of the upper echelon of shinobi. Izumi began to wonder if there was any sanity among the strongest shinobi. It seemed to her to be a trend among the powerful to also have madness. "No wonder none of ya managed to catch me. But, uh....Ishido Daraku killed Chikamatsu Noboru. The rest were fairly well known in other ways. Kuroka Gin was a wild card like me. Didn't like taking orders. Hyūga Tsuyo.... that guy was a lot more sensible when I first met him, though his ability to hide his identity only went as far as his face. Few others I'd never heard of and don't really care about, though I did sense a few notable ones after that fiasco....an Uzumaki and a Sarutobi, both pretty damn strong. Heard rumors that the old Raikage replacement Sano hooked up with them, though I wouldn't trust that as far as I'd throw it. No one's seen him in a year or two. See, like me -"

Mid sentence the man had summoned weapons of some kind to which Izumi clutched her pen a little tighter, her mind reminding her that the man was dangerous and that she could easily be killed by this man as she had gotten information. Information was something rarely given and it would do Izumi well to remember that. The only duel she'd ever lost was thanks to her hesitating against the threat of Nova's puppet shows. "He has a calling card. Known pretty well as the guy who transforms into a lil' black animal creature. But I'm off topic. Aoi Bara as a whole....I never knew what they really wanted. Control of the criminal underworld? Purging the world of evil? Political power outside the law? Or maybe it had to do with all the riches inside their manor outside of Iwa? Those guys didn't tell even someone like me anything. And y'know, I'm not really an egotistical guy, but c'mon - I had the power to kill everyone in that group n' there wasn't much respect for my skill there. It made me mad. So I killed the Raikage and framed them all for it. Ech, I don't like talking this much. Tell me what you two are doing all the way out here." Story time was over it seemed, so Izumi put her journal away and smiled at the strange man who at this point was without a doubt Tame.

“Thank you for your time, that was more information than I could have ever hoped to learn when I woke up today. The two of us? We're wandering these sands killing and looting as many Kumogakure ninja as we can. We don't quite like how the villages are treating our home and have decided to take vengeance into our own hands. The villages are corrupt, that much is clear to me. They need to pay, the world needs to reset or history will repeat itself. The world is going to war again that much is obvious. The mad Raikage Hastur thinks himself a god and has a great many convinced that's the truth. We seek to show them otherwise, and further to restore our home. The villages' guilt is plain to see in their actions. Konoha for instance they come flying a banner of peace to hide the fact that not only did they birth the monsters that destroys Sunagakure but they also tried to exonerate them after the fact. They not only allowed Mitsuo Sarutobi, whom I think is the man you mentioned, to walk free but they supported Hastur's plan to allow him to join Kumogakure. I met with the man himself wearing their colors during the Chunin Exams.” Izumi's manner of speech quickened as she ranted and at the end of her speech shook her head to calm herself down and refocus on the present. “Today, we're just on a walk though trying to have a nice day together it's not all doom and gloom for us. You know the shear odds of running into a man like you in the middle of the desert at this cactus really makes you wonder if we're really in control. Again, sorry for bothering you. Izumi gave something of a bow with her final apology hoping that the man hadn't spilled the information he'd shared with the intention of killing them either way.

875 words.

Tame

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He could only furrow his brow in pensive repose, a stature that was rare for him. Almost unbecoming given his résumé.

"I'm not gonna say that I know better than you here, because I'm the last guy that can talk about morality and have any ground to stand on. But I can tell you for sure that violence doesn't get any of us anywhere. Complete extermination can't erase history. And people will hate you for the past even if they have no connection to it other than name and land.

You should know I attacked Konoha once ago. That time...is a dim memory. I murdered Uchiha Tatsumaru and Misora Reika ---

Brandishing his right arm, a small Sealing Tag fell from his sleeve. The kanji for 'Shadow' adorned its face as it fluttered to the glimmering ground. As he finished his statement, the shining powder obscured the vision of all as statues of his marks appeared before them. The Raikage without a left arm, the Hokage without a head but replaced with a facsimile notably transparent compared to the rest. Originally he was even without clothes, but for modesty and posterity's sake he was granted his original attire, notably different in color to himself.

---for blind rage and shits n' giggles. And it got me nothing but ire, and Aoi Bara, an entirely unrelated organization, removed from the spotlight. It doesn't matter why you do something, only that you do it. People can be so driven by their emotions that they fail to see those intricacies. Sounds like the villages have been busy plotting their own little bits and not cleaning up after themselves. This is what happens when there isn't an enemy to fight....you either find them where there are none, or you become it yourself.

A tsk-tsk-tsk as he shook his head preceded his last sentence, as if in disappointment.


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