Sherlock paced slowly behind Ulquoirra brimming with excitement. As Ulquoirra opened the exit door, a strong breeze of air ran across their faces carrying a strong scent of adventure attracting them.
-12 hours to Iwa-
-12 hours to Iwa-
[Neutral RP Thread] The Dawn Tavern
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Toriann arrives in the orchard flying on her great parrot. As they land, the parrot poofs, and she cloaks herself in black fungal matter, so intricately woven it appears to be soft cloth. Stretching a scroll, she seals the body of Raiden.
( Han'you Fūin ) - Generic Sealing Technique
Concealing the scroll on her vest, she proceeds to the backside of the Dawn Tavern, through the hidden trapdoor on the kitchen and into the hideout, where she stores her catch along with the rest of Akatsuki main stash. She woke Consuella from her slumber and kissed her the cheek, almost tenderly, if it wasn't for her mocking grin. Through Consuella, Isabella opened her eyes and gazed into Toriann's soul. She wasn't a Binkan, much less a Sith, but the darkness and Knowledge in her sight was palpable.
Toriann, it appears I have business to attend.
So it seems.
She said, with a grin. And then Toriann turned out of the tavern, into the forest of Ancrath, while Consuella stood behind, listening for anyone that wants to speak with Akatsuki.
( Han'you Fūin ) - Generic Sealing Technique
Rank: B-Rank
Type: Supplementary , Defensive
Range: Short
Chakra cost: 20
Damage points: N/A
Description: This technique is a standard ninja skill which allows a ninja to summon an assortment of items or weapons that have been stored using Fūinjutsu,typically they are stored within scrolls. When needed, the owner will activate the seals releasing their item or weapon of choice. Scrolls can also be used as ammunition for other weapons. The items themselves are unaffected by time. This Technique allows the user to seal any weapons they wish being their own or opponents.
Note: Cannot seal opponent's custom weapons, or the special weapons of a particular character ( example: Samehada or Kubikiribocho ).
Note: Can only seal corpses, and not injured people regardless of the extent of their injury.
Type: Supplementary , Defensive
Range: Short
Chakra cost: 20
Damage points: N/A
Description: This technique is a standard ninja skill which allows a ninja to summon an assortment of items or weapons that have been stored using Fūinjutsu,typically they are stored within scrolls. When needed, the owner will activate the seals releasing their item or weapon of choice. Scrolls can also be used as ammunition for other weapons. The items themselves are unaffected by time. This Technique allows the user to seal any weapons they wish being their own or opponents.
Note: Cannot seal opponent's custom weapons, or the special weapons of a particular character ( example: Samehada or Kubikiribocho ).
Note: Can only seal corpses, and not injured people regardless of the extent of their injury.
Concealing the scroll on her vest, she proceeds to the backside of the Dawn Tavern, through the hidden trapdoor on the kitchen and into the hideout, where she stores her catch along with the rest of Akatsuki main stash. She woke Consuella from her slumber and kissed her the cheek, almost tenderly, if it wasn't for her mocking grin. Through Consuella, Isabella opened her eyes and gazed into Toriann's soul. She wasn't a Binkan, much less a Sith, but the darkness and Knowledge in her sight was palpable.
Toriann, it appears I have business to attend.
So it seems.
She said, with a grin. And then Toriann turned out of the tavern, into the forest of Ancrath, while Consuella stood behind, listening for anyone that wants to speak with Akatsuki.
Several days have past while Jack to the time to rest up and prepare for what was next. Jack awoke from a deep slumber underneath a tree situated in the middle of nowhere, his clothes soaked in Rain and mud from the ground, Jack stood up looking at himself and what condition he was in, "Pitiful. Disgrace. This is not me, I am the Guardian of fun! I think its time for some more of that...hehe..." Jack said to himself and disappeared in a flash.
Several moments later, Jack appeared in a village close by the Dawn Tavern. He visited a store to buy some new clothing, similar to his usual attire. Once dressed in the new clothing, Jack clicked his fingers and suddenly snowflakes would appear and permanently mark his upper top as to have it completely identical to his original clothing. Jack then left the clothing store and visited a nearby blacksmith, he had a new sword forged along with kunai, shurriken and all necessary ninja tools. Everything was sparkling new and Jack felt as if he was ready for some new fun. He strapped his new sword to his left hip and threw a black cloak over his body as he then made his way to the Dawn Tavern.
Upon arriving at the Dawn Tavern, Jack opened the doors and walked in. Once just entering, he scanned the area searching for a certain someone whom he actually had no clue of, but he had heard a rumor of some unstoppable exterminator, he had to meet this person. Having looked around, Jack simply walked to the bar and sat down lowering his gaze as to not attract to much attention from the others in the bar.
Yero silently stands up and walks behind Jack, placing his hand on his shoulder as a ninja would, undetected and with a sense of slight, freezing a thin and harmless layer over his shoulder, spreading up towards his neck, touching his skin and abruptly halting in it's spread. Yero leans in closer to the young ice user, whispering into his ear in a secretive tone, "I see you didn't die. How would you feel if i told you, that I have every inclination to release my chakra in such a way that I will freeze your entire shoulder to the point that even the arm attached to it would become forever useless to you?" Leaning back and removing his hand, Yero smiles, and laughs. Speaking in a much lighter tone, Yero takes a seat next to the fellow ice user, and begins speaking.
"So what was all of that about in the village anyways?"
"So what was all of that about in the village anyways?"
As Yero would have placed his hand onto Jack's shoulder and cause the layer of thin ice to form, Jack already knew the gesture was harmless. He was an ice master, no way would he ever be intimidated by ice of this degree. Then after hearing him speak, Jack raised his head and looked at Yero, Yero would then lean back and take a seat beside Jack whilst laughing signaling that he was merely joking around. The tension lowered on Jack's side and he smiled at Yero, In Kirigakure? Well...I originally went there just for the fun of it and actually meet up with someone I know. However, the War General of Kirigakure showed up looking for trouble and you know what happened to him. I never meant for it, but he seemed to have wanted it. Anyway, I was then confronted by Obito Uchiha but lucky for him, his life was spared and I just took off since the mood was completely destroyed...Hahaha...so what are you doing in these parts, fellow Yuki?
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*Consuella rose from the trapdoor, and walked over to the bar counter, taking in the deep and familiar smell of the tavern. Looking towards the bars, she sees two men conversing. Without much ceremony, she walks in front of them, and cheerfully ask.*
So, boys. What will it be?
So, boys. What will it be?
Jack watches as a woman approaches behind the bar counter, as she has spoken, he responds accordingly, "I'll have a glass of Ice water, please. By the way, since you tend to the bar here, are you familiar with many people whom hang out around these parts?"
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Hannibal had sailed for quite some time through the mist which had fallen over several of the islands and the sea around them, before he arrived on Tenkaichi with his men. The mist was so thick that it seemed as if one could cut pieces out of it, very difficult indeed to see through it. Yet Hannibal knew his way around the island like his own pocket. He walked down the path and soon arrived through the forest and into a clearing with a large Tavern at its center, you could hear people cheering, drinking, arguing and having fun inside. From the outside it seemed like a cheerful place where everyone was happy, and you could see the light shine through the windows from a distance. Finally Hannibal would with a heavy hand push the door open, walking in through it, very tired and soaked by water, wearing a cloak and simple brown and dark clothing underneath. His hair was soaked in water even though he had worn the hood the entire time. His pinpoint red eyes were drowsy and his hands shaking as well as his legs. He tried to be calm yet he seemed weak, tired and troubled. One could see bloodstains and several cuts and severe injuries on his hands and lower arm, as well as neck and face. He slowly made his way through the tavern to a table, sitting down, letting his body rest for the moment.
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Water? Do we serve water, girls?
*barmaids magically appear everywhere with water guns and water jars and start spraying you*
After getting soaked, Jack simply looks up at the bar lady and says, "Gee, I haven't even been here for a couple of minutes and already the ladies are going crazy and are all wet and stuff. Even the entire bar is soaked...Is it my lovely hair or charming blue eyes?" Jack pauses for a moment while getting a better glance at Consuella, "...Or is it just that older ladies prefer young studs?"
The tone in Jack's voice suddenly deepens, as would his face become more serious, "I am looking for someone, can you help or have I come to the wrong place?" Jack then raises his gaze from the woman's chest making direct eye contact with her whilst awaiting her response.
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*you wake up with a loud slamming sound, as Consuella places an ice water mug in front of you, and everything disappears around you like it was a dream*
Did you say something else, hun?
I am looking for a tall and agile redhead, rumor has it she's a member of the Uchiha Clan and hangs out with a group of mercenaries. Could you tell me where I might find this person or the "group"?
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Oh... yeah, I remember you.
Consuella steps in closer, whispering so that only both men can hear her.
What is your business with Akatsuki?
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As tempting as that may seem
Consuella gestures a sheepish smile.
She is my bread and butter, so no can do.
She steps back once again, grabbing up a broom and threatening you with it.
I'd appreciate it if you leave now.
Smirking Yero leans back. Seems there is more information here that he isn't getting.
"Well Consuella, you sent me on a journey just for me to return to you....suella.....Ella...."
Yero cocks his head to the side like a curious dog.
"Wait, she's your bread and butter? I see. You two wouldn't happen to be related would you?"
"Well Consuella, you sent me on a journey just for me to return to you....suella.....Ella...."
Yero cocks his head to the side like a curious dog.
"Wait, she's your bread and butter? I see. You two wouldn't happen to be related would you?"
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After a grueling defeat Yosamu slowly walked into the tavern, head no longer covered by he hood but he kept his mask on. He slowly walked past the occupants and made his way to the front desk where he proceeded to look at the bar tender, he had met her sometime ago but his memory was rather clouded.
After his order he turned on the stool, resting his back and elbows on the counter to look at the people in the tavern. No one in particular caught his eye and he sighed- he was growing tired of the seemingly futile search for his brother. As he lowered his head the sweat behind the mask was undoubtedly uncomfortable but he saw it wise not to show his face in such a public arrangement.
"C-Consuella? I need a drink, something soothing please.." He said in a deliberate tone, exhaling as he spoke he appeared much more tired than he actually was.
After his order he turned on the stool, resting his back and elbows on the counter to look at the people in the tavern. No one in particular caught his eye and he sighed- he was growing tired of the seemingly futile search for his brother. As he lowered his head the sweat behind the mask was undoubtedly uncomfortable but he saw it wise not to show his face in such a public arrangement.