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Post by Matachi on Mar 7, 2009 18:45:16 GMT -5
"I hope I got enough people?" Joe sighed, zipping up his vest as he strolled down the street. He reached up onto the top of his head, stroking stray hairs upwards, his hand coated in chakra. A tiny bolt of lighting crackled, aiding his towering blond hair. He stepped up to the towering gates, his hands in his pockets.
The mission was to rendezvous with a person that managed to make his way into a mysterious organization. He tapped the front of his foot on the ground, looking at his watch. He was twenty minutes early, it was so unlike him, but when it came to matters of SEKAI, he was adamant on destroying this organization. It was only two years prior that Joe encountered operatives SEKAI, a encounter that destroyed his life.
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Post by EgzINC on Mar 7, 2009 20:15:30 GMT -5
"Its been a while since my last mission outside the village."
He was placing various items and small tools neatly into a pack that showed easy access to each weapon. As well he had a holster filled with kunai to tie around his leg. The pack was filled up with basic essentials to evade combat and to trap an opponent, he hoped it wouldn't go past a simple rendezvous with Joe's contact.
"Guess that's it."
He took a finally piece of clothing and placed it over his normal Chunin vest, it was a piece of thick armor that could stop projectiles and show some resistance to a stabbing blade. He clicked the light off in his small apartment and made his way to the gates to meet Joe. He hoped to find something about this new organization SEKAI, he was a bit excited about it but wouldn't openly admit it to himself.
He made his way down the streets moving past people here and there, giving a wave to a friend or two if he saw them. And there he was, Joe, he stepped up to him giving a short wave. His eyes looked up to the massive gate and marveled at its representation of the Lead. "All set to go?"
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Post by TAIZisHERE~ on Mar 7, 2009 21:29:37 GMT -5
"Wait for meeeeee~~!!"
More then likely feint to Joe and that other dude, Fujita's voice rang like how thunder boomed, just so he wouldn't be left behind in their travels- he had been wanting to get out of the village for some time and if this was his only chance, there was NO WAY he'd miss out! His antics caused those few surrounding him to turn their heads in a brief yet agonizing pain as their eardrums popped from his lion like bellow-- though he was sorry for such he could only give an awkward smile and a wave before continuing his seemingly endless marathon, leaving a trail of dust in his wake. Running late wasn't his forte, but he had forgotten something very important - it was now in his possession likely tucked away in one of his many compartments on his person.
Taking in a deep breath, and following it with a exhale and a sigh of relief, he hadn't been forgotten. Putting the breaks on his stampede, his momentum carried him a ways forward before finally coming to a screeching halt.
"So so sorry."
Fidgeting with his backpack strap, Fujita nodded toward the two while snapping the strap into a more comfortable position. While he looked around for a second or two, he spoke up.
"This it?"
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Post by Matachi on Mar 8, 2009 14:01:06 GMT -5
"Ah...well..." Joe began, about to explain that he had managed to recruit someone else. It was then that he heard Fujita's outcry, turning his gaze upon the large man that barreled up the street while waving his arms. "Ha?" He blinked, turning from Isane and watching Fujita, poking his hand in the air and giving a small wave.
"So, yeah...we're all here." Joe said with a smile, placing his hands on his hips, pointing to Fujita while looking as Isane. "Insane, meet Fujita." He thumbed at Isane with his thumb. "Fujita, this is Insane-san." He was butchering the man's name and didn't even notice, throwing his hands up, he clapped and bowed awkwardly. His broom-like hair swung forward before he stood straight.
"This meeting...the rendezvous may be a trap...so, if you want to back out, back out now." He scratched the back of his neck, "But I assure you, I have faith in both of your skills--we can take on any challenge, right?!" He said excitedly, trying his best to be inspiring, yet, was failing miserably.
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Post by EgzINC on Mar 8, 2009 15:26:00 GMT -5
"...It's Inas-"
Before he could correct Joe the explanation of the mission had begun, he gave a mental sigh as his eye twitched lightly in a bit of aggravation. The thought of the trap was of course one of the outcomes in Inase's mind, it was easy to go over strategies for a situation like this and one of the expected solutions was walking into a trap where multiple numbers was a decent way to go about it.
"Joe-san, two things...
It's Inase...and I'm fine with the thought it was a trap, they can't catch Konoha shinobi off guard that easy and in that situation we just go down fighting." Where was his logical mentality at this point, he was saying ok to a possible trap instead of planning a trap for a trap? A part of him hoped it was a trap, giving him the chance to do more then sit and talk and say mission over. "Ready for whatever is there."
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Post by TAIZisHERE~ on Mar 8, 2009 19:23:05 GMT -5
Rolling his left shoulder a pop or two jolted Fujita's body while his attention remained on Joe who was giving them the run down on the possible situations. These two guys seemed cool with walking into the lion's den, which made Fujita feel at ease. This guys name is Insane? questioned Fujita to himself. Chuckling under his breathe, he kept his happy go lucky smile on his mug while picturing this guys parents. Dr. Evil and Lady Deathstrike no doubt... or not. While Inase corrected Joe's butchering of his name, Fujita let out a simple
"Ooooh, well-- Isane is just as cool."
Nodding his head to Isane he reached into his flak jacket. While his hand played houdini for the moment, Fujita bit down on his lip, his searching beginning to frustrate him.
"Got em'!"
Removing his arm which seemed to be stuffed down into the deepest depths of his flak jacket, he withdrew something amazing, something so cool it would probably make the two a bit jealous-- yea they were that awesome! They were also the reason he was sort of late to the little get together. It did not matter now though, for he had them right in the palm of his hand.
"Ready when you are."
Flipping open the frames with a bit of a shake, he slid his best pair of sunglasses onto his head. It was like the perfect fit, nestled on top of his ears while hugging his face - not to mention the cool factor... they also kept the sun out of his eyes, but meh, who was counting? Ready and waiting, he simply rocked back and forth on the balls of his heels letting the time pass by.
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Post by Matachi on Mar 10, 2009 10:54:40 GMT -5
The night sky hung above, the sound of the crackling flames that chewed away at the forest around him filled his ears along with the grasshoppers that played a tune upon their legs. Nothing accompanied him but the flickering flames and the moonlight above, and their company was not one that Joe sought out, for when they were present, he sincerely felt alone. He could feel the warm blood gushing from his abdomen, but it wasn't his wound that he was worried about...
His gaze was upon a young girl who was slumped against a tree with a long katana impaling her through her mid-section, pinning her to the tree she laid upon. "G...ggghhh..." Joe grunted, reaching out to her, a flash of light blinded him, causing his eyes to shut tight, and when he opened them, he found that there was a sword plunged through his forearm. The pain jolted through him before he fell numb, watching his comrade's life fade from her body--
"Gomo-chan..."
"Ara?" Joe snapped back to reality, his eyes wide, the haunting visage of that young woman pinned to the tree haunted every waking moment. He clenched his teeth, trying to wear a false smile on top of his care-free visage. "Yeah! Let's roll!" He bellowed at the top of his lungs, taking off running before lunging into the treetops and onto their way to a place that wasn't marked on any map.
TO BE CONTINUED
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