Lightning Strikes

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[atrb=style, width: 350px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/dDxps.png);][atrb=valign,top] He walked, the Raikage; he wore the traditional attire of the Kumogakure Jōnin still, the golden bandanna of the Kinkaku Force tied tightly to his left bicep. He was yet, unfamiliar with the proper way of dressing to fit one of his rank, of Kage. The only semblance of such lay across his back, over his backpack as though it were put there as an afterthought. Such was to be expected with a new Raikage, and even more so with a Raikage who was only seventeen. His guard walked at his side, two shinobi of equally dark skin as he; these were his cousins, of which he had no shortage given how much those from his family liked screwing. It might have been the most contributing factor to why he was so utterly and totally perverted. Stopping at the small booth at the gates, he turned to the shinobi manning it. "Hello, friend!" his smile was wide, his teeth died blue from the lollipop resting on the side of his mouth creating a large protrusion. "Um... I'm Yoippari D... uh... Raikage. Here are my papers. These are my guard. I'm here to visit the Hokage, Uzumaki Naruto as a show of good faith and all that."

[inari]

Among the numerous jobs he worked in order to keep busy, manning the main gates was his least favorite. It was something about the constant silence and idleness that put him on edge a little bit. Besides that, the job was pretty bearable. He just had to screen visitors and manage the logs, making sure to document who came and who went.

He sat their twiddling his thumbs as he felt the three arriving chakra signatures that entered his radar. Sitting up right, Inari glanced at each of his peers as the dark skinned shinobi offered his salutations and handed his papers to one of the others at the booth.

"Just give us a moment to authenticate your ID, then you'll be able to carry on." The gray haired Chūnin replied back in a monotone that seemed rehearsed, and robotic. With speedy eyes, his pools of blue gave each of the three a quick once over. For the most part, the guy couldn't be lying, he had to be someone important to have two mammoth of guards like he did. It was interesting to say the least; for a Kage, this kid only seemed a few years older than he was.

He must be strong his mind began to think, inwardly, after the Raikage's were brought back to the front of the booth. Signaling for their esteemed guest to retrieve his papers the signal was sent for the Raiakge to precede onward.

"You may move along now."