Visiting Home
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Visiting Home
Yoshimo decided out of the other bunshin he'd sent around the Ninja World, that he would actually visit Kumogakure, with his flesh and blood. The village hadn't changed much, and was still the same inside out. It was a perfect place to live, the way the architecture was made it an attraction to the human eye. Yoshimo looked up at the massive Kage's Office that used to be his. He wondered who was in their now, and how they were taking care of his old stomping ground. Yoshimo continued walking on, blending in the crowd.
He was wearing a black cloak over his clothing, masking him from head to toe. He was respectful enough to remove the hood, not only so his sword wouldn't be tangled up in the fabric, but because he didn't want to draw attention and cause a fuss. It was near night, the evening to be exact and the air spelled that Kumogakure was settling down for the night. They were the type of villagers that went to bed early and rose early in the morning. Most of the late night shops were even putting up chairs, but some in the distance were still open. There were a few bars that were open and Yoshimo decided to stop in to one of the outside ones. He didn't feel like being cooped up inside of a building, and all he wanted was something sweet to drink. His throat had been parched from all the walking and he needed something to soothe it. Before he pulled back the tarp to go in to the bar, he looked up at Hayabusa in the air, which was steady searching for a man called Koga. Hayabusa could understand human commands, but couldn't speak back. Yoshimo on the other hand though, said he perfectly understood Hayabusa's shrieks even though that was highly doubted. Hayabusa would lead Koga to the bar that Yoshimo was in if he just simply looked up.
Yoshimo sat down in the bar at a barstool, waiting for the bartender as he finished drying some cups. He was a somewhat tall dude, about 6"4 with black long hair and trained almost like a shinobi. While Yoshimo sat down, he slouched in his posture, and held his head in his hands. He didn't look menacing with that sword on his back, and the bartender could be heard smirking and laughing, trying to pretend to be laughing at something else.
"Do you want me to cut the fruit for my drink for you, or what?"
The bartender quickly coughed, making his *ahems* echo over the place. Yoshimo wasn't going to be threatened even if he was lazy. He didn't really care whether someone disrespected him or not, but it was the fact that he was horribly failing at his attempt to do it behind his back. Yoshimo smirked a bit, almost laughing at the attempt. He leaned back in the chair, stretching his body past the tarps, and peeking his head outside to see if Koga was around the corner.
He was wearing a black cloak over his clothing, masking him from head to toe. He was respectful enough to remove the hood, not only so his sword wouldn't be tangled up in the fabric, but because he didn't want to draw attention and cause a fuss. It was near night, the evening to be exact and the air spelled that Kumogakure was settling down for the night. They were the type of villagers that went to bed early and rose early in the morning. Most of the late night shops were even putting up chairs, but some in the distance were still open. There were a few bars that were open and Yoshimo decided to stop in to one of the outside ones. He didn't feel like being cooped up inside of a building, and all he wanted was something sweet to drink. His throat had been parched from all the walking and he needed something to soothe it. Before he pulled back the tarp to go in to the bar, he looked up at Hayabusa in the air, which was steady searching for a man called Koga. Hayabusa could understand human commands, but couldn't speak back. Yoshimo on the other hand though, said he perfectly understood Hayabusa's shrieks even though that was highly doubted. Hayabusa would lead Koga to the bar that Yoshimo was in if he just simply looked up.
Yoshimo sat down in the bar at a barstool, waiting for the bartender as he finished drying some cups. He was a somewhat tall dude, about 6"4 with black long hair and trained almost like a shinobi. While Yoshimo sat down, he slouched in his posture, and held his head in his hands. He didn't look menacing with that sword on his back, and the bartender could be heard smirking and laughing, trying to pretend to be laughing at something else.
"Do you want me to cut the fruit for my drink for you, or what?"
The bartender quickly coughed, making his *ahems* echo over the place. Yoshimo wasn't going to be threatened even if he was lazy. He didn't really care whether someone disrespected him or not, but it was the fact that he was horribly failing at his attempt to do it behind his back. Yoshimo smirked a bit, almost laughing at the attempt. He leaned back in the chair, stretching his body past the tarps, and peeking his head outside to see if Koga was around the corner.
Re: Visiting Home
Akira would be stalking the streets as usual as the lights went out, his white cloak would flow around him as his cloaks sleaves covered his hidden kunai, the one that bears the mark of revenge. He would be looking downwards as his hood covered his head and his headband reflected the little sunlight left in this day as he walked into the same bar. He would shoot a casual glance at the man relaxing as Akira sat in a darker corner where no one was sitting looking up at the other man. Akira would bend his head back slightly as his glasses showed from under his hood, his crystal blue eyes staring at the other as he thought to himself , "something isn't right about this one....".
Of course being the person he is Akira quickly put it to the back of his mind and looked to the bartender as Akira removed his hood, showing his black hair as he spoke lightly.
"when your done with him...", Akira would note the other man sitting there "...I would like the usual."
As Akira finished saying this he shifted his glance back at the other man staring at him as if he is trying to break into his soul and read his secrets for all they are worth, but still finding a way to politely smile before resting his head in his arms on the table waiting for his water.
Of course being the person he is Akira quickly put it to the back of his mind and looked to the bartender as Akira removed his hood, showing his black hair as he spoke lightly.
"when your done with him...", Akira would note the other man sitting there "...I would like the usual."
As Akira finished saying this he shifted his glance back at the other man staring at him as if he is trying to break into his soul and read his secrets for all they are worth, but still finding a way to politely smile before resting his head in his arms on the table waiting for his water.
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Re: Visiting Home
damnit... oh well ill find somthing to do... lol
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