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Post by Nai Gouben on Sept 20, 2013 21:00:50 GMT -5
These were some big ass gates, no doubt about it, and what lie behind them was the sole purpose for one Nai Gouben traveling all the way out here from Kirigakure. However, none manning the gates knew his purpose, all they would see was a man in a black morph suit with neon orange outlines and a mask that could... has frightened a small child. Oh, and the large, awkward looking thing strapped to his back. Hell, even if it wasn't wrapped like it was currently few could have figured out it's identity and that was exactly how the Jounin wanted to keep it. He got a sick thrill from seeing the look on people's faces when they saw what Hiramekarei could do in battle... and then consequently be destroyed. Good times, goooooood times.
Anywho, Gouben had strolled up to the gates all fancy like, his head on a swivel looking for one of those fancy gate guards who was tasked with checking I.D.'s and what not. He never had the knack for sitting around all day watching people pass in and out of the village and was far too much of a liability to be assigned guard duty. "Heeeey guys, where you at??? No trail of roses or anything for a distinguished guest? At least give me a complimentary box of chocolates or something, hell I'll even settle for the one's that have nuts inside of 'em, the abominations they are."
Yep, twelve different types of insane and had just arrived at the Kumogakure gates and they weren't about to leave anytime soon. After all, if they wouldn't let him in then the Jounin surmised that it'd maybe take a couple hundred swings of Hiramekarei to make those gates tumble. Oh wait, had to play nice. Buuuuuuuummer.
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Post by Ðr. Tran on Oct 2, 2013 19:31:51 GMT -5
Looking at the ground, as he sat there in his nice cozy little chair on the other side of the gate. He would had a nice nap too, as gate duty was pretty menial when some yahoo came yelling outside. Groggily, he opened one eye and glared at the gate, hoping it was just some drunken buffoon who had gotten lost. When the yelling kept going, Saito sighed again. Protocol said "Treat everyone as a threat" but that was way to strict. Besides, he only did gate duty so he could make some extra money when not on missions. He had certain things he needed doing.
Slowly the gate would open outward, as Saito slippee through looking down the tunnel at the other guards further in. He shut the gate behind him as he turned to face, the---what the hell kind of get up this guy was wearing...
"YEah... the drag show was last week.... Who are you, and what do you want here?"
He said in one of those, I am an asshole and proud of it kind of ways, as he glared at the man. Having no visible sign of village, a weird weapon and looking like some bondage slave wanna be, things weren't all in Goubens favor with Saito atm.
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Post by Nai Gouben on Oct 3, 2013 0:48:16 GMT -5
So there were people here after all! Took 'em long enough. The man had begun violently tapping his foot waiting on some kind of response and it didn't cease until the gates began opening. From the other side came a man who looked like he needed a few more decades of beauty rest. For a moment Gouben thought about giving him his mask just because of how bad the other man looked. Oh well, not all could be blessed with the amazing features that were only bestowed upon the most fortunate, such as Gouben himself.
He had become so lost in his thoughts that the initial comment had went in one ear and out through the other. It wasn't until the man asked for a purpose did the swordsman start paying attention again. "Huh? Oh, yeah about that. Sent here by the Mizukage to get back that pain in the ass sword." He spoke, his tone dropping a bit at the end. Gouben really disliked Samehada, mostly for reasons unknown and if it had been up to him he would have tied a rock to the damn thing and sent it to the bottom of the ocean. Unfortunately, there were things such as tradition and pride that people got all fussy about, hence the reason the Jounin had to make the trip all the way out here.
"Samehada, the little bastards called. Oh, and peacefully too, wouldn't want Rin-rin-sama putting my ass on a silver platter." Had the other man had any knowledge of the Mizukage's name then he probably would have picked up on the fact that Gouben had just given her a child's nickname, though that wasn't really important. "Sooooo, you gonna leave me hangin' or what mister sleepy eyes?" The Jounin spoke, his crazed personality beginning to shine through, though his need to be completely reckless was more or less subdued for the time being even though the Mizukage had in no uncertain times given him permission to remind the cloud babies why his home was called The Bloody Mist.
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Post by Ðr. Tran on Oct 3, 2013 1:12:20 GMT -5
Kirigakure ninja eh? Odd, wasn't that village on like some crazy kind of lock down or something, or had some law saying they couldn't leave the country or something? He'd have to ask the man, but as he looked at him, it was clear he rethought about that idea.
"Kirigakure... Samehada... And what you just expect me to believe you?
Unless you have identification, to back your claims...then I am gonna assume your not dressing that way as a fashion statement and are just crazy"
He said, as he folded his arms in front of himself and leaned back against the gate. He had a cocky attitude, but he was making sense, at the very least in comparsion to Gouben.
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Post by Nai Gouben on Oct 5, 2013 22:43:44 GMT -5
Perhaps this guy was kinda slow in the head. He just kept repeating everything that was said but... slower. Hmm, were the cloud babies that desperate for numbers that they even gave the short bus people headbands? How sad. No matter, Gouben would take it upon himself to show these suckers how a shinobi truly held themselves, but first he needed to get inside the village and the dope standing across from him wasn't making the process go any faster. "I.D.? Ah, yeah, lemme just.." He spoke before rummaging through the various pockets on his belt. Weapons, scrolls, weapons, protein bar, pet lizard name Cheecho, but no identification card.
"Hmm, maybe I left in my other suit.. oh wait!" Gouben added as the light bulb finally went off in his head. Reaching up with one hand he pulled up the mask to just past his mouth before taking the I.D. out of the roof of his mouth with the other hand. Yeah, it was a weird place to keep it but at least he'd never lose it... unless he swallowed it. Not like that would ever happen though... well, not again anyway. Replacing those damn cards was a pain in the ass but that was only minute compared to the actual pain of passing a rectangular card through one's... well, you know.
"Here we go." The Jounin said as he handed the card to the other man and acting as if he hadn't just pulled the damn thing out of his mouth.
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Post by Ðr. Tran on Oct 5, 2013 23:32:01 GMT -5
Was the expression Saito had, for a few seconds before he looked at the ID as the man held it and inspected it a bit, not wanting to touch the disgusting thing.
"Kinda a freak aintcha?
Aright open it up!"
He said and knocked on the gate, as it swung open to reveal the tunnel leading deep into the mountainside. Saito looked at the other guards down the way and gave them the kind of nod that suggested "handle this"
"Alright, this guy will escort you into the village through the tunnels weclome to Kumogakure and have a nice---I dont give a fuck..."
He said mumbling the last bit as he went back over to the chair. The gateway would shut as soon as Gouben went through and the Kiri ninja would be well on his way into the village proper.
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Post by Nai Gouben on Oct 6, 2013 9:40:54 GMT -5
Gouben placed his I.D. back in his mouth after the cloud baby finished looking at it, apparently too afraid of some spit to touch it. Were all the inhabitants of Kumo that squeamish when it came to bodily fluids? If so, then were they going to be in for a surprise! The Jounin more or less ignored most of what the other man had been saying as he watched the gates open up before another person arrived. The tunnel seemed long and boring which was a perfect opportunity for the swordsman to be even more ridiculous... or not. That scathing look Rin-rin-sama gave was etched into the man's head and he knew that if he screwed up before even getting into the village that she would kill him.
Now the search could officially begin for that stupid sword Samehada, but where in the world would one start when looking for a sentient, chakra grubbing weapon? Exploration time!
[Exit Gates and enter into village]
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