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| Subject: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Mon 25 Jul 2011, 9:15 pm | |
| Taking shelter in a small cafe that seemed to draw his attention with it's beautiful floral decoration hanging outside the shops walls, he ran in drenched by the water that was pouring down from the clouds. It seemed the weather predictions for the day were entirely wrong, though he wasn't surprised. After all the small country was a single island, one that was surrounded by water wherever you looked. It was inevitable to have a bit of rain at least one or twice a week, at least the days temperature was kind enough to provide some warmth though. The once warm and peaceful day quickly turned into a cold and hectic one, the dark clouds were unheeded that day it was assumed that they would simply pass by, how wrong they were. If only he had been told an accurate prediction that day, he would have been able to bring a rain coat or even just an umbrella, but all he had with him was his clothing and ninja utensils. Nothing more, nothing less. Fortunately for him though, he was able to hide away within the quaint little cafe he had discovered while running in a panic across the streets for shelter. Observing his surrounding area, he was able to identify quite a wooden based interior. Wooden flooring, wooden tables, wooden chairs, wooden counters, even wooden walls. Quite the traditional style of building, in fact, he rarely saw a place that was based around such a sturdy element as wood nowadays. With only several, elderly looking customers seating themselves at the counter of the cafe, his eyes were able to detect a young barmaid wiping away one of the many tables that infested the place. The brunette was in a perfect position for the young and obviously aroused Genin. As she was bending herself over to give a good thorough wipe on the tables, her bottom seemed to be in direct contact with the Uchiha's eyes. Her perfectly natural rump seemed to make him faint in the knees, yet he was still standing. As she was working her way around the table in an anti - clockwise motion, her bosom seemed to be coming into sight. Those wonderfully round objects were simply begging to be touched, the way they seemed to sit within her old fashioned dress. If he had to guess then they would have been double d's, but he couldn't be sure. He'd have to take a closer look. Casually strolling over to the very table she was cleaning away at, his eyes simply mesmerized by the sheer awesomeness that the breasts had to offer. He snapped out of the trance though, his loyalty remained with the Inuzuka girl he had met only days ago. She was a marvelous woman, one that swept him off of his feet, no woman had ever seemed to have done this before, only her. As the waitress noticed his presence, she peered up into his eyes and asked in a rather gentle voice if the boy required anything. For a moment he was considering replying by saying that it was only her that he desired, yet his brain would argue back stating that his love was with Rysa. Instead he simply replied with a friendly smile, still baring damp hair he instead asked if he was able to use the table she was cleaning and also requested for a warm mecha tea. A beverage which he had grown quite fond of while in the Moon Country. As she bowed her head to Kojin, he simply performed the same action and went to retrieve one of the possible five chairs that surrounded the circular table. As the brunette busied herself with the Uchiha's order, he sat against the wooden chair and began to dream about the Inuzuka girl. |
| | | Ashin
Age : 30 Posts : 356
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Mon 25 Jul 2011, 9:45 pm | |
| Rain. Not just a light sprinkle, nor a continuous medium. No, this storm, for that is what it was, would be considered nothing if not a torrent. Simply breaking cover for an instant would soak any person completely through and Keisuke was no exception. Under normal circumstances rain and lightning didn't bother the genin, quite to the contrary he enjoyed watching the spikes of lightning flash throughout the heavens. Unfortunately he had decided to listen the weather estimates and had been caught completely off guard by the utter downpour, his mood quickly following the temperature as the icy wind bit into his now soaked body. Even the leather of his trenchcoat failed to offer even a moderate amount of coverage as he streaked down the near abandoned streets in search of cover from the vicious storm. Finally he noticed a small cafe, its quaint demeanor attracting him in unknown ways. Despite his better judgement he approached the doorway, his waterlogged hair covering what his mask didn't as he opened the door. the push was gentle, the doors hinges were well greased and weighed next to nothing.
Upon entering he was struck by a sudden feel of nostalgia, the interior eerily similar to that of his childhood home. Nausea struck him hard for a moment afterward, Keisuke ridding himself of such thoughts with a shake of his head. Said action also caused the movement of his hair away from his face, allowing non-fragmented sight to reach his eyes for the first time since entering. Soon a barmaid approached him, her ample bosom bouncing with every step even she spoke to him,"Welcome! I'm sorry sir but we only have one seat available at the moment. You can either wait for one to clear up or I can seat you there now!" Her voice was soft and excited, her smile sexually exotic and cute in equal amounts. Keisuke felt himself being drawn to her uplifting personality and gorgeous body. She was intoxicating, almost to the point of distraction. Alas, Keisuke had no need for such emotional attachments, and simply announced his want to be seated immediately. Without missing a beat the young woman walked him to the table, another male already seated comfortably and seemingly daydreaming.
Seating himself almost directly across from the man he nodded in dismisal to the barmaid, her beautiful smile the farthest thing from his mind as he eyed the other person at the table. Keisuke wasn't exactly known for his social skills, and this instant was no different. So he sat, watching the window and waiting for the rain to end all while keeping the man in his peripherals. No one could never say he wasn't cautious. |
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| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Mon 25 Jul 2011, 10:26 pm | |
| Five minutes ago it was pouring sunshine across the Moon Country. Now it was pouring rain. The sudden changes of weather left many people soaked as they tried to shelter themselves underneath the signs of restaurants and stores. There were a couple people who panicked and started to run and burst out anger while some people just continued to walk towards their destination. Midara himself was in the middle of the two, not being an extremist. He hurried to a place to take cover but he didn't make a scene but he also didn't act like nothing was happening. He managed to take way into a restaurant. The outside had wet leaves that were soaking and dripping water onto the people walking inside.
Once inside the boy took note of what was inside. The wooden chairs and the wooden floor boards. It seemed to be built sturdy enough. There was quite a few walking, some in old fashion dresses that would make to look like servers while others were dressed in more casual clothes, who were either being seated or walking to go to the bathroom. The wooden floor didn't seem to creek anywhere underneath the feet of the many.
The boy strung out his hair at the entrance as he continued to observe the floor plan. Then he noticed a familiar face. Kojin might not recognize Midara being that he isn't in uniform. The boy didn't wear his headband but he had it in his pocket but he was wearing a yellow shirt that had the Konoha symbol. Also he had white shorts that stopped at his knees with civilian sandals. He didn't want to bring to much attention to himself but he also wanted to represent Konoha. He then threw his wet hair so that most of it would be on his back as he made his way through the servers and through the tables to seek out the boy.
None of the servers stopped him, mainly because most were busy and he looked like he knew what he was doing. As he reached the table, he pulled out a chair to be on the right hand side of Kojin and the left hand side of the other boy. Then he looked at Kojin, "Do you mind?" He said with a smile as he looked at him. The relationship between the two was unsure and it might have been more than awkward but he was most familiar face around. Then he looked towards the other boy sitting about across the table from Kojin. "Seems like you have made a new friend...Kojin" |
| | | Ace
Age : 31 Posts : 1036
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Mon 25 Jul 2011, 11:33 pm | |
| Words echoed through the darkness the young Sensato was sitting at. His eyes fully activated revealing he was part of the Uchiha clan. With a cup of tea in hand the boy slowly sipped, placing his pale white lips gently upon the edge of the tea cup. His ears slightly perked up listening to the conversation other young man were having. For some reason he loved doing this, and felt slightly amused about the nonsense they spoke. With a name being said, it caught the young Uchiha’s interest causing his sight to switch from the cup of tea to the individuals in a small round table. One with spiky black hair, and two others; one with a bright yellow shirt who had just joined the two others in the table.
“Kojin?..” The young Sensato thought himself as he placed his cup in top of the table. “ I heard of him before. A fellow Uchiha member I have not had time to meet.” He continued to create a conversation to himself, easily catching some interest on these three individuals as they spoke. He didn’t recognized the one across form Kojin, nor the one sitting next to him, mainly because his back was directly to Sensato’s own table. Should he need to walk over and introduce himself to them, maybe …but he wasn’t the person to be able to make friends easy. Nor even get along with anyone but his family.
He is an Uchiha that counts as family he thought as he got up from his seat. His long dripping with water hair hanged loose over his face covering his Sharingan from sight. Picking up his cup of tea and the wooden chair he was sitting at before heading to their table the young man slowly approached them with an eerie smile behind his hair. Going around the person called Kojin, the young boy sat his chair to rest to his left hand while the right to the other individual.
“Mind if I seat?” he asked though not really waiting for any answer and allowing himself to sit at the table. To most, it would seem like a joke, seeing as he was only 11 years old, but he is as serious as anyone can be. Not to say the least, very confident on what he can do, this is why he is a genin at such age. Looking around, he would notice the one in front of him; the yellow shirt guy was also part of the Uchiha clan. Sensato was indeed most amaze at the amount of Uchiha there was from the village in the Moon Country. I guess everyone came out of their caves for the tournament he thought to himself a she watched every person around the table, remembering their faces. “So reunion eh?” was the only thing that came out his mouth. His still childish voice echoing throughout the whole café place.
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| | | Celene
Age : 29 Posts : 796
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Mon 25 Jul 2011, 11:53 pm | |
| Today the sky was crying, it's tears falling heavily onto the earth. The clouds above her were an angry grey, covering the normally bright and cheery Moon Country. The darkness that came with them soured her normally happy mood. She was covered from head to toe in water, her clothing soaked through. Her light pink hair, normally in pig tails, was worn loose. It flowed down her shoulders, going all the way to the small of her back. Shockingly it was long, it even surprised. She was just so used to wearing it up all the time. It was far more manageable that way. Finally she looked around her, noticing that people were scrambling to get safely inside.
As she walked down the streets of this small village, there was one place that caught her eye. It was a small shop of sorts, one that seems to call out to her. Also it helped that there were the most beautiful red flowers that were about the door way. She decided to approach the shop, just for the flowers. Her head tilted back as she drew near, her sharp eyes taking in the details. They were very delicate looking, their petals glistening with rain drops. It gave the place a rather fantasy like feel, one that she enjoyed. It was time finally to smell them. Her nostrils flared slightly, readily taking in the sweet flora scents. They were doing their job of luring people in. She was sure, if it were a sunny day, that the scents would be rather over powering. But under all that, she smelt a very familiar person. One that she had just recently met.
Hurriedly she walked in the small shop, wanting confirmation on what she smelled. Her eyes flickered all across the room, taking in all the little details. Another cafe..? Golly, what was with her and cafe type places nowadays? Though that did seem to indicate tha the person she had caught the scent of was still here. Slowly she moved forward, her body shivering slightly. The gentle earth of the place was conflict with her damp position. Finally her eyes zeroed in on the bar. There she saw, was a young man wearin the familiar with clothing. Her heart skipped a few beats, not believing what she was seeing. Her vision faded slightly, ignoring the people around him. "Koijin?" She called out. |
| | | Cookie Monster
Age : 29 Posts : 4301
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Tue 26 Jul 2011, 2:25 am | |
| Seating himself in the most comfortable position possible, he simply gormed out into the air as he continued his day dreaming of the girl he desired. Although it was simply childish what he was doing he couldn't help himself, the boring and loveless life that he currently lived was one that he wished to change drastically. Even if she was a missing ninja, it meant nothing to Kojin, for all he cared she could have killed millions of people and still love her. It was some feeling that the Uchiha had never felt before, the only love he was ever given was from family, which differed in many ways. His love for the girl was unconditional, one that couldn't be destroyed, tainted with or even touched. All he wanted was her yet something was stopping him from admitting his feelings towards her, was it because he wished to stay loyal with his village or was it because he wasn't yet strong enough to admit himself to her. The fear of rejection would always dwell within his mind, it was something that he couldn't afford to happen. It was pathetic though, the Uchiha felt so strongly about the girl yet he wouldn't open himself up to her, something had to be done about this. Whilst pondering on about the thought of love, the same barmaid that had seated him before had returned to his table. Delighted to assume that she had already come back with his ordered tea, he was disappointed to find that instead she had brought another customer over to the table. The dark bandaged man had place himself at Kojin's table without hesitation, as he looked on closer as to who the masked man was, he was able to identify two oddly coloured golden eyes. Never before had he seen someone with such a shade in their eyes, but in the world that he lived within new discoveries were being made everyday. The almost black hair that the mysterious man wore seemed to be covering most of his forehead, along with strands reaching his golden eyes. To make his appearance that bit more strange, he was able to detect a scar running across his left eye. What a life this man must have been going through, not only did he give off the impression of a tramp in terms of his appearance but he also showed quite a bit of rudeness by completely ignoring Kojin. So not only had the man interfered with his loving daydreams but he had now rudely joined and ignored the Uchiha, it seemed he would have to make the effort into starting a conversation. In a welcoming voice, he tried to greet himself. "Greetings, my name is Uchiha, Kojin. May I ask for your name?" Before the unknown man could respond to the Konohagakure shinobi's question, the two were interrupted by an unwelcome guest. An old and no longer friend of his had approached the two at the table, trying to involve himself so that he could join in with their private conversation. The child who appeared to be sweaty rather then wet had asked permission if he could join, yet this was obviously a pointless question as he simply sat himself without an answer. Angered by the child's ignorance, he simply frowned his eyebrows at him and tried to swallow his argumentative side so that he wouldn't make a bad impression on the newly met man. The yellow shirt seemed to add on to Midara's childlike appearance, it seemed as though he wasn't taking the ninja career seriously. Nor was he taking the tournament seriously, being the foreign country meant he would have to represent his home village as best as possible, wearing something such as a thin piece of cloth that could only just be registered as a t - shirt wasn't exactly something that was a great representation of Konohagakure. Instead, he should be wearing his uniform much like the other leaf ninja, yet Midara simply wished to act as if he was from his own different village as usual. Responding to the boys remarks, he simply looked away towards the windows much like the dark dressed man. "Well you know what they say, three's a crowd but I guess you don't really understand what I'm talking about." Any relationship that the two had formed was now dead in Kojin's eyes. He detested the child now, he was simply an arrogant boy living a mans world. One that needed to realize what life was truly like. Ignoring the presence of the unwanted Uchiha, his attention was suddenly brought over to another new member who wished to join the filling table. As the small innocent Uchiha walked his way over to Kojin, he couldn't help but smile at his presence. The boy was a talented one, his marvelous mind seemed to be almost on par with his own, yet he still had a bit more experience above the boy. As he seated himself next to Uchiha genin, he considered the thought of standing in order to prevent rudeness but before it was possible the boy seemed to join anyway. He didn't seem to be offended by his presence though, for Sensato was someone who he actually enjoyed having a conversation with. Even if he still had that small childish voice, it was one that was considerably adorable at times, he sometimes forgot how capable of a ninja he actually was. "Of course I don't mind Sensato, you make yourself nice and comfortable. Barmaid, two drinks of tea for my good friends here please!" Shouting out across the entire cafe, the barmaid simply nodded her head and went back to filling the mugs. The two drinks he had ordered was for the quiet gentleman opposite him and also for his young friend to his left. He was once more placed in a neutral mood rather then being annoyed at Midara's presence. What surprised him most though was the next guest who joined the cafe, it was beginning to feel as if this cafe had an endless line of people outside. Hearing the soft, magnificent and goddess like voice ringing through his ears, Kojin's head immediately darted backwards to see if his eyes could verify who the person actually was. He stood in a happy state of shock as he was able to identify the girl he had been dreaming about only seconds ago. Inuzuka, Rysa. Another strange encounter for the two, in fact the two had once more met each other at a cafe. Making his way over from the table towards the girl, he stretched his mouth to an upwards position, giving that gleaming smile that he had left with her. He was truly happy to see the girl once more, it had only been a small four days since their last encounter, yet it felt like four years to the eager teen. As he approached the pink haired woman, he couldn't help but notice her beautiful hair fall down towards her shoulders. It was a great improvement, she seemed so much more adult - like with this new fashion of hair, one that made Kojin grow even more to liking her. Reaching his right hand out towards her, he would hope that she'd take his hand so he could lead her to the table "Rysa..." |
| | | Ashin
Age : 30 Posts : 356
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Tue 26 Jul 2011, 3:28 am | |
| Keisuke was not enjoying himself. When he had entered the Cafe and seated himself he had expected a short wait in silence, the other tenant of the table being ignored all the while. This was proved unattainable, as not only did their table grow in population, but he was also addressed. The other man spoke out to him, his charcoal black eyes passing over him in a judgmental glance,"Greetings, my name is Uchiha, Kojin. May I ask for your name?" Keisuke took a moment to respond, taking in the appearence of said questioner. Black hair, spiky yet short, adorned the top of his skull, matching his eyes in color. His outfit was a blinding white, free from any dirt or grime that would disturb the pure visual. The air he held was one of self-confidence but not overwhelmingly so, his attitude being more friendly then not despite them being complete strangers. This spoke volumes to Keisuke, as being able to read people was his forte, if one could call it that. Thoughts clouded his mind for a moment,"He reminds me of Mikoro..." The words were mumbled, spoken so softly he himself had a hard time distinguishing them.
Mikoro had been one of his teammates, a cursed memory that haunted him with his scared gaze, frozen in the second before his death. A light shake of his head both cleared the vision away and revealed the teen waiting patiently for a response, his expression neutral and his posture relaxed. Leveling his icy gaze upon him, meeting the voids that he called eyes in a silent war," My name is of little consequence or concern." The statement wasn't inaccurate, his name was neither notorious nor well known, something he considered a godsend. After finishing his sentence he turned once again, his eyes pinned to then other being approaching the table at a rapid rate. The newcomer was similar in look, his hair and eyes being of nearly identical color to Kojin, his clothing neither grabbing his attention nor repulsing it. Soon he spoke, taking a seat not to far from Keisuke himself,"Do you mind?" The question was spoken in a tentative tone. That caught Keisukes' attention as even an oblivious idiot could sense the tension mounting between the two.
It was then he noticed the irritation written across Kojin's face, wondering what could have happened between the two to cause such a rapid metamorphosis. Then he heard his words,""Well you know what they say, three's a crowd but I guess you don't really understand what I'm talking about." Even Keisuke raised an eyebrow at that,'A lot of restrained fury in that one...' Acknowledging the other as a potential threat for the first time he noticed yet another being making his way towards the table,'Not another one.' Soon yet another genin joined the ranks, his visage eerily similar to not one, but both of the prior arrivals. After a short exchange of words he was introduced as Sensato, an order of two iced teas being ordered moments later. All of this was fine with the Lunar Nightmare, Kojin was taking all the attention off of him and pinning it solely on himself. being anonymous suited Keisuke who preferred to watch from the shadows.
Once again he prepared to sit in his solace and wait, but yet agin his plans were foiled. From the downpour appeared a female, a teen by the look of it, her long pink hair causing a visible widening of his eyes,'Even the darkest of nights could not mask the luminescence of those lochs...' This was not said aloud, as he did not want to raise attention. As he watched from his seat she slowly wandered her way over, allowing him a birds eye view of her beauty. She was no pushover, although she was no stunner either. Somewhat of a cute over beauty look seemed to be the theme, her over-sized clothing held in place by strategically placed straps. Suddenly her eyes locked onto Kojin, a single whisper gracing awkwardly quite Cafe,"Kojin?" his vision blurred as his neck rotated, his gaze now held on Kojin as he took in his emotional and physical response.
The genin did not disappoint, rising from his seat without a word, lightly pushing his way through the crowded hut. After a moment they met, his hand extending outwards with a soft spoken word,"Rysa..." Keisuke resisted the urge to snort, such emotions were only barriers on the path to ultimate power. Rolling his shoulders he went back to his own buisiness, pulling the newly repaiired Suigetsu from beneath his trench coat, the enormous sheath barely able to restrain to gigantic blade. Setting it down he let out a quiet sigh of relief,'Even I can't lug you around forever...' A pulse, a small form of communication, raced throught the blade and from there into his body, his mind processing it as communication from the sentient blade. Scoffing louder then he'd meant to he laid the slab of metal against the table, the hilt always within immediate reach as he raised the attention of the passing barmaid,"Water." A nod later she was gone, off to gather his drink. Attention now back to the table he waited, wishing the rain would stop so he could get back to training. |
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| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Tue 26 Jul 2011, 4:58 am | |
| The boy was quite confused on the face that came up on his 'friend.' There was a frown, it seemed like Kojin wanted to get away from Midara the first time he left him. It wasn't such a bad thing that he left, but the way he left. The yellow shirted genin had plans for the boy and he really liked Kojin, from the little time they spent together. He wanted the two Uchiha to be known into the world, he thought they would make a dynamic duo, so once he heard the word all of his dreams ran away to fast to try and chase. Simply putting a piece of paper on his desk saying bye was in Midara's eyes a very rude way to leave. He didn't come up to him nor did he show any respect towards the boy. It was something that he had to let go of soon and someone was going to have to fill up his spot. Their might not have been anyone just as good, but he still needed someone to help. Midara glared back with his eyes, but smiled with his lips. He tried not showing how much he really felt about the other Uchiha about the table. He didn't want to attract to much attention right now, not at a place like this. There would have to be another time to talk, just the two of them in a private matter. This was only to clear what happened before, for the unanswered questions.
Then he looked back up to the boy. Which is when Kojin said something. He didn't say hello, nor did he pay to much attention to the boy. The boy said something that sent Midara's eyes to shoot bullets at him. It wasn't like their eyes were any different but he felt like he was stronger as a shinobi. Through the disrespect that Kojin showed to the younger Uchiha, he felt like he was the stronger one. He felt as if Kojin was jealous of him. The younger one just wanted to be friends while the older one had no positive thoughts about it. He just glared sharper but smiled wider, trying to show the love-hate feeling for him. The love of the two being Uchiha yet the hate for the disrespect. Midara wouldn't ever snitch on another Uchiha, but this one he might want have second thoughts about. They weren't rivals, the two just seemed to not like each other as much as they should.
Then another young-ling came. He looked a little younger than Midara and a lot younger than the other two. He looked like a Uchiha. The way he dressed and the he looked in the face and in his hair. It seemed like the three of them were apart of the Uchiha but the other one wasn't. Midara himself didn't catch on to the word of the boys name but he caught the name of the other boy. 'Sensato.' He thought in his head. Then he thought long about the sentence, knowing there was something there. 'A fellow...Uchiha.' The boy was from the Uchiha clan. He wasn't from Midara's generation nor was he from Kojin's generation. Midara had skipped a couple of generation to get into Kojin's generation but he had never heard of Sensato. He might have been a newer member of the genin class, also due to the fact that he looks like he came here alone. Now due to the fact that he wasn't wearing anything, he didn't look like a Uchiha in the clothing but in his face you could see it. He didn't go to the Uchiha Headquarters as much anymore, he didn't need anything there. He had this own place outside of the Headquarters and he had his own sensei who wasn't a Uchiha. He didn't need them as much as he did when he was young but he would still like to have them on his side.
Then he looked toward the boy who's head and body were over the table. "I am Uchiha Midara." He said with a smile as took his right hand put it over the table to shake hands with the younger boy. He also nodded to the stranger seating to his right. He wanted to have Sensato at his side rather than him on Kojin's side. Then Kojin did something that would end up ticking off the boy. He only ordered two more drinks, yet there where three more people. Doing the simple math of knowing that he would be the one empty handed, he wanted to smack the boy in the face. He wanted to start a fight between the two. He was tired of all the disrespect that he was getting from someone such as an equal. The boy didn't show his fiery emotions to Midara as he acted his way through the situation. You could tell he was annoyed but he was trying his best to hide it. "Excuse me Mistress!" He yelled across the room to try and get the attention of the server, and he did. "One more!" He said hoping that there would be an extra serving of tea.
The lady just nodded but she looked aggravated, almost as Midara did. He also knew that he was going to be the first one to leave and he wasn't going to pay for this meaning someone else would have to pay. Then an act caught his eye. Someone called for Kojin, it was a girl. From the way they looked at each other, they could tell there was something between the two. This was going to be a perfect chance to ruin things and get his revenge. He only felt bad to be doing this in front of the other two and he felt bad for the girl. The girl herself looked familiar to the boy, maybe she was here for the tournament. He felt like they trained together at one point.
"Isn't that Riku?!...Your girlfriend?" He would know what would happen once he said that, all he knew was that Kojin would get mad but he wouldn't know how mad the girl would be. He simply smiled and waved at the girl whose name was 'Riku'. He knew what he did was wrong, but he couldn't help it. This was something that he wouldn't do but anger had an impulsive reaction. |
| | | Ace
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| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Tue 26 Jul 2011, 7:48 pm | |
| The young boy’s eyes gazed though the crowd with interest while his Sharigan easily peeled through all emotions of the ones around him. It seemed like everyone here wasn’t up for a reunion he thought giving a little chuckle to himself. “Thank you for letting me sit Kojin. I appreciate I do. Uhum..” The young boy said as removed his bangs from his face revealing a face structure so perfect that it only seemed girl-like. Sensato hate it, it wasn’t something he really was too fun d off, which is why he often covered his face. Such face must be shown others might say, Sensato was different. A small cough would come out of the young Uchiha’s mouth.
“Pardon” He excused himself as he watched the other Uchiha in front of him. He seemed like an honest person at first sight, though those were the ones Sensato would have to watch for. He just had an eerie feeling; even the slightest smile would somehow irritate Sensato.
Sensato would then take his cup from the table, taking a quick sip from it now realizing his cup was empty. A slight “oh” would escape his mouth as he looked around, only to find Kojin yell out for another order of drinks except he had ordered only 3, one for himself, one for the mysterious guy and one for Sensato. It all seemed too obvious that Kojin and the newly introduced Uchiha had some issues. “Interesting.” The young boy said aloud at the sight of these two Uchiha not get along. It seemed like they had some troubles in the past, and Kojin was simply trying to keep it there. “It seems like you two don’t get along.” Sensato would remark and taunt the two of them. Like the kid that he still is at heart it was clearly that he was just snooping his big face into personal matters in the table. But then again, it was the most awkward reunion he has ever been on.
It was obvious the man Uchiha was irritated at the fact that he would not receive a drink. Agitatedly waving his hand and yelling over to the maid for another drink. Almost to his back he would hear the maid let out a big deep breath to the order of Midara. His attention then got pulled to his left side. Movements from his side were happening causing the alerted young genin to turn quickly and see what the movement was about. Though noticing that the man next to him was only revealing his face to others, as well as placing what it seemed to be a giant blade on top of the table. A slight smirk came across the young man’s face as he admired the sheath, looking back and forth, from the owner directly to the weapon before him. Sensato being such a freak when it came to weapons, he couldn’t resist himself from admiring the weapon much more as well as learning about this individual.
Before he could speak, or even make a slight move his words were cut off when another person said the name Kojin. Making the Uchiha to his right come up from his chair and pull her to the table. ‘Who might this be?’ he asked himself. Not really noticing her from the leaf village she must be a Moon Country resident. He was annoyed by the fact another person had arrived, It just made everything even more awkward when everyone sat watching these two going at it. The way she looked was just exquisite to the young Uchiha’s eyes. And though he was only 11 his confidence only told him that he can do her at the sight of her face. Such childish mind only carried his sight to her body, though the woman named Rysa was wearing baggy clothes. The disgust would show on the young genin’s face. He always thought a lady should be dressed more appropriate, less clothes the easier to notice how much of a woman she was he thought.
His imagination was then cut off by the annoying words of the Uchiha in front of him. “Such a child.” He murmured though just loud enough for the individual to hear him across the table. “Even I think that very childish of you and I am just an eleven year old.” He replied as he lay back on his chair. Resting both arms across his head, he was now looking straight at the other genin. Hoping he would say something.
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| | | Celene
Age : 29 Posts : 796
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Tue 26 Jul 2011, 10:29 pm | |
| Kojin.... Just watching him approach her made her heart flutter. He looked so perfect at that moment, his smile simply lighting the whole room up. She noticed his jet black locks were also slightly damp as well as his clothes. To her, it was a vision of someone that was just perfect in her eyes. His gorgeous voice chimed out, calling her name. She swooned faintly, enjoying it so immensely. Her eyes flickered down, looking at his outstretched hand. Before she could make any sorry of move though, some other boy called out.
"Isn't that Riku?!...Your girlfriend?"
Riku? Was he deaf? He sounded like he misheard her name or something. Poor confused boy. Even so she glanced over his way, noticing his long black hair. Faintly she recalled him from a meeting somewhere. Long ago at a pond...yes that was it. He entered with a splash and some very loud ruckus. It annoyed her to no end. By now he should have grown up some. It was clearly obvious that he did none of the sort. She made a low growl, one that was none to pleased. "Midara.." It was hushed and mumbled under her own breath. Even though it was in the past, she could not help but hold on to past memories. Her body tilted slightly to his way, tensing up. Attacking him would be the best thing. State that she still was not fond of him. But to do that infront of Kojin...they were both Uchiha afterall. She did not know how he would react to attack to a member of his same clan. So for now she backed off, turning to face Kojin again.
"Let's go.." She whispered to the male that stood beside her. She honestyl did not want to linger here any more than she needed to. Ever so gently she grasped his hand , holding it. She thought about waiting his response, though decided against it. Tugging him along, she made her way back out the door, hoping he would follow and take the lead.
[Exit] [Sorry for such a short exit post.] |
| | | Cookie Monster
Age : 29 Posts : 4301
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Wed 27 Jul 2011, 4:03 pm | |
| Ignoring the childish remarks that Midara had to offer, he simply gazed upon the angel that stood before him. Kojin tread on the ground whereas she floated high above the heavens, he'd have to find some sort of way to reach the same limit as her or possibly even meet half way. But this could only happen if she truly desired the Uchiha as much as he did her. Wanting to stay with his male friends so that he could learn more about them, especially the man who masked himself behind the many bandages that covered his face. He was quite the mystery guest in the shinobi's eyes and wanted to analyze every bit of detail about him, yet with the current amount of people that were around, it would prove too difficult to have a successful meeting. Possibly in the near future they may meet again for now though it was not meant to be. The youngest of them all was someone who he wished to share a conversation with as well, the young and enthusiastic child seemed so cheery that Kojin wanted to spend more time with him. Midara though, let's just say he wont be sharing a cup of tea with the teenager any time soon. As his hand was grasped by the Inuzuka, he was dragged away to the outside, being lead to wherever she desired. Exit. |
| | | Ashin
Age : 30 Posts : 356
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Wed 27 Jul 2011, 8:08 pm | |
| Things were beginning to look up for the Lunar Nightmare. Not only had the obviously entranced couple left, but no one had spoken a word to him since their departure. It was an astounding turn of events, one so amazing in its unpredictability that Keisuke began to wonder if it had all been a setup of some kind. Shaking such presumptuous and uncharacteristic thoughts from his mind, he turned his attention just in time to notice the youngest of the remaining trio eyeballing Suigetsu with a look akin to admiration. Briefly their gazes met, Keisuke sending a clear message with his piercing glare to the other shinobi that read "Stay away". It wasn't as if he disliked the other male, he just didn't trust him. Removing any possible temptation from view, he placed Suigetsu on the floor leaning on the edge of the table. returning his attention to the table he noticed his water had appeared, the waitress nowhere in sight. While this piqued his curiosity he found it unworthy of further pursuit. Instead he watched as the youngest member of the table spoke out his distaste towards the others words and actions.
This was intriguing, not only was he young, but he was fresh out of the academy if he heard his age correctly.'Then why', The masked man pondered,'Is he way out here in Moon Country? He cannot be on a mission, lest his team would be with him...Surely he couldn't be a defector, he's much too young...' He felt more then heard Suigetsu scoff deep within the recesses of his mindscape, Keisuke himself almost joining in. He himself had left his village not long after graduation after all, and he had turned out just fine. Rolling his eyes at his own joke he decided it was best to simply let well enough alone, especially since the rain was beginning to let up. Something akin to excitement rose up within him, his training would resume once the rain lifted. After his almost defeat in the tournament first round he was aching to throw some new moves into his usual mix. Unfortunately he was stuck at a table with strangers he knew not of, something that irked him in the highest degree.
An audible sigh resounded for but a moment, a testament to his rising irritation. 'Perhaps I should give them a chance. Neither of them has addressed me yet and perhaps it shall stay that way.' He glanced over in their general direction for a few seconds, locking eyes with the long haired teen. Something about the man bothered him, almost as if something extremely important were resting just beyond his conscious thought, right on the tip of his tongue. Uncaring as to whether his mannerisms seemed rude he continued staring until it hit him. He remembered his days in the academy, learning about the appearance of various and famous clan members. One, and only one, rang through his head as he met the charcoal black eyes across the table from his own. eyes widening a fraction of a centimeter he muttered the name,"Uchiha..." |
| | | Ace
Age : 31 Posts : 1036
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Fri 29 Jul 2011, 1:54 am | |
| [I see Kija is not posting. So I guess I will go ahead and post next and not get him involve in anything for the moment.]
The young man's eyes wondered with interest on the person sitting next to him. His eyes, look and overall appearance gave him a big difference from other people. His eyes glancing through the area with cold and harsh looks. It was clear that the man was now interested on a conversation but wouldn't exactly know how to star it. Or atleast that's what Sensato thought as his eyes squinted at the sight of the other Uchiha. Now resting his hands down along the table, he watched the giant blade lay across the table.
Just the look that he gave Sensato made his bones shiver, not with frightness but with excitement and actually made the young Uchiha more interested on the blade. 'What does that blade possess that he protects so much?' he thought to himself getting the hint that the man didn't wanted Sensato to even think about touching the blade. The young man without hesitation removed the blade from the table and placing it next to him on the floor allowing its giant length rest across the floor.
"It seems like a fine blade." The young sensato said as he looked down to the floor and then glared the man sitting to his left with enthusiasm, hoping he would talk, he couldn't wait to even hear the voice of this man. Watching this man and his blade allowed him to be like a kid on a candy store like most say when they are excited.
Watching the man before him he would look at with with a slight of interest. With his sight on his target he watched as the man's mouth opened a bit."Uchiha." Were the words that came out of his mouth though the man probably didn't meant to say it aloud. It quickly catched the young man's attention, bringing to the table further questioning. It was clearly this man had a past with an Uchiha, if he wasn't one himself. It was all possible in Sensato's view. With more interest on the man he carried on and got himself comfortable in the chair and turned his attention to him, forgetting the other Uchiha.
"You said Uchiha...what about it?" Sensato's eyes always closed as if he was laughing or some sort. he couldn't believe the man had spoken, though the words were not only but the clan Sensato resided in. |
| | | Blaize
Posts : 830
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Fri 29 Jul 2011, 2:39 am | |
| The sounds of the cheers and excitement, rallied the stadium after the match has ended between his and his opponent. Funny, he could not recall the name of his opponent after all that has happened to him. The match ended with the medics being called in to stop the match. According to the word of the medics the match was stalled due to the amount of damage his body was receiving. Even with the jutsu that he caught blaize in, in which pain would transfer, his body was still feeling the damaged of being burned alive. Not to mention the damage he placed on his face, before his opponent was able to use his transfer pain type of jutsu.
As he got up from the floor, he was escorted by another medic outside of the stands. There was a mix sounds in the stadium. Cheers for him winning, and then complaints in which heart thirsty fans wanted to see the ending of the match and did not like the medics ruining their fun. A life was a life after all, Blaize truly believed that what happened with the medics coming in was the best choice out their. Of course it was his own opinion but it did not matter, the match was over. It did not take long for the medics to take care of his bite wound and other injuries in the battle. Luckily for him nothing much was damaged except for that bite. The use of his mid range attacks made him lucky not to withstand much injuries and the physical attacks he did get, would heal on its own. The medic was just about to complete the first aid process when the medic place a liquid bandage on his mark. When he was finished, Blaize took off his other fingerless glove and place them both on his pockets, because of that attack he would have to find someone to repair it or else by a new pair. It was weird though, because of the summer months parts of his hands would look more darker in places.
He walked out of the medic office as he watched a few bystanders heading in the direction of the stadium. He saw one of them caring a cup as the aroma of the cup started to fill his nose as he started to smell the sweet sweet aroma of coffee. Just from smelling it he wanted to have a cup of coffee. He walked up to the person as he asked where the person got the coffee. The person told him of a nearby cafe, and after thanking the person he rushed over to the entrance of the small cafe. When he saw the building he smiled and gulped, he was determined to have a nice cup of coffee. He entered the cafe and made his way to the direction of the cashier. After the greeting he asked for a large cup of caramel coffee and with whip cream on top of it. It took the person a few moments and after paying, he smiled wide to hold the deliciousness of said coffee. He did not want to but he looked up and then saw people in almost every open table available. It could not be helped but he looked for the nearest open table, the table he found was with a few people sitting down already talking. He started to walk to the open seat as he nodded to them and said a short hello, as he pulled out his chair and then sat on the chair as he started to take a sip of the coffee that he wanted just a few moments ago. |
| | | Ashin
Age : 30 Posts : 356
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Fri 29 Jul 2011, 10:33 pm | |
| Curiosity graced him momentarily, quickly replaced with an overwhelming amount of irritation. Not only had the young Genin ignored his not so subtle warnings to look elsewhere, but then went as far as to stare openly at his blade. Keisuke wasn't ignorant, he knew the boy wouldn't actually touch the blade, but that didn't change the fact that he was staring at Suigetsu with a look akin to coveting. His mind snapped back to exactly what this boy was, an Uchiha and container of the legendary Sharingan, something even he used caution around. Regardless, his heritage was not the question here. The question was why the young teen was so entranced by his sentient blade. Meeting his gaze he listened as the boy spoke,"It seems like a fine blade." A scoff arose from his throat. A fine blade? Suigetsu was the finest, crafted of the highest grade steel available.
Golden eyes ablaze with icy malice Keisuke spoke, addressing Sensato with a harsh tone,"Why do you bother me with such talk? Suigetsu is in a class of her own. Now I suggest you cease your senseless ogling, it is irritating beyond description." After his short monologue he turned away once again, his hand reaching up to outline the scar adorning his eye. 'Such fierce adoration of weapons...He reminds me of you Mikoro..." Without so much as a grimace he quickly erased such memories, the pain almost overwhelming him for the moment. Mind now clear he turned abruptly, the arrival of another being catching his attention. The being was carrying a small cup of something, his eyes downcast as he muttered a hello before placing himself not far from Keisuke. He seemed to be of no real importance and kept to himself,'Finally, someone who understands personal boundaries...' His attention once again shifted to Sensato as he spoke again, addressing him about his earlier comment on the Uchiha,"You said Uchiha...What about it?"
It took but a moment for him to gather together what he wanted to say, the retaliation aimed on scaring the kid into blessed silence," I simply recognized your clan. Although I suppose since you asked I should tell you...I intent to kill one of your clan and steal that Kekkei Genkai to achieve ultimate power." The sadistic and borderline mocking smile he wore was easily visible even through the mask. 'Hopefully that will warrant some relief from the constant verbal barrage he's begun throwing my way...' As a preemptive measure he placed his hand on the hilt of the still sheathed Suigetsu, eying the Uchiha as he awaited a response,"What will you do now I wonder...Make a move perhaps? Stand up for your clan with righteous fury? Please...Make my day..." An evil gleam was now present i his amber orbs, a touch of madness now visible through the hatred. It was in that position he waited, his eyes boring through Sensato and into his soul, intimidation his goal. |
| | | Ace
Age : 31 Posts : 1036
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Fri 29 Jul 2011, 11:06 pm | |
| [ooc:]Posting Order: Lunar,Jace(Forecast),Blaize.
It started to get annoying. The man was not really interested on the Uchiha or so he thought. The young male's patience was rather finished right about now though decided not to cause anything of it. Its clearly the man have high expectations of the blade, though to Sensato's eyes, it was merely a blade. "There is really nothing interesting about it except its size." The young male mocked the othe rman, with only the faintest smile across his face, he retreated himself away and began to look away to another location. Its that when another young genin, of the leaf ofcourse approached the table. To Sensato's eyes, the young man had a rough day. Not like Sensato cared. A large sigh would escape the young male's mouth as he addressed the genin that approached them with a simple nod, his eyes gently closing as he did so allowing for the inividual to sit down where Kojin was seated just a moment ago.
The young male's eyes then shot straightforward towards the other masked man. Hearing his words, just made Sensato irked beyond his own personality. He had indeed answered his question though not exactly the way he was expecting. So angry as he listened to the man's words, Sensato's world just became black, his Sharingan activating at the sight of the man next to him. "Those are dangerous words you chose. I believe you shoud take those back before anything do happens." The young male said as he got up from his table, standing his ground firmly as he looked down upon the seated man. Sensato's wasn't the type of fighter, but being so proud of being on the Uchiha clan this was not only a normal insult to his family, but to his whole life.
"Talking like this won't get you nowhere...death perhaps." The young Sensato said as he clamed down and sat back down. he wasn't the fighter type or not now at the least. He was fresh out of the academy, and his body built would be able to resist this man before him. Sensato even knew that.."But I got to say. That is some dream you have there." He chuckled a bit as he picked up the small cup of tea on the table and began to sip. He wasn't really intimidated by this man, though a little afraid he would have to go into a battle inside this Cafe. |
| | | Blaize
Posts : 830
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Sat 30 Jul 2011, 4:58 am | |
| As Blaize sat down to drink his coffee. The other two shinobi was already having their own conversation. Blaize tried to listen in and only caught glimpse of the conversation the two of them were having. Why was that, you ask? The reason for that is he had an amazing, large, yummy, delicious, cup of coffee in front of him. They say you have to enjoy the little things in life, hell it was probably a survival rule. To Blaize those words were true and correct as the sweet taste of caramel filled fill mouth. He could not help but to let out a smile of enjoyment from the coffee, it’s been a while since he had a cup and he had to admit, this café did justice. As he finished his sip he started to blow on the cup softly as he wanted to cool it down just a bit. The sip he took, while yummy, gave a rather heated sensation towards his spine. It was not until after the sip that he started to pay more attention towards the other two shinobi.
It seems they were here for a while now since there discussion was turning to the tone of anger and hostility. Lucky for Blaize to choose such a seat right? It could not be helped, it is what it is. They spoke of a blade, a blade that one of the shinobi was carrying. Blaize did not take much time to look at the man to see if he had some type of village mark, headband with him. He could only see a scar and a mask protecting his face. The other shinobi had a Konoha headband and was a college that he has not met. The man with the blade retorted to the other shinobi stating that he was that of an Uchiha. Blaize has not met an Uchiha personally, but from his studies with his mentor, it is known that the Uchiha are one of the most powerful clans in Konoha. He did not know much of what an Uchiha does, for the fact that he has been swamped with missions then studying but he knew they were a force to be reckoned with. Why did this shinobi with the blade… before he could finish the taught the man said he wanted to take away an Uchiha’s eyes for their own KKG. That’s right, if he was not mistaken; the Uchiha had their own Ocular type of jutsu for battle and was one of their signature traits. Was the man going to actually fight them here now? In this café that he just got the yummy coffee from.
The Uchiha was not calm either. He could tell that the conversation started to eat at him. So much that the tone quickly changed and the famous Sharigan was visible. Blaize looked over at the shinobi and saw his Sharigan. Like he had stated before, he has never met an Uchiha before, let alone seen its Sharigan. It seems by the look of it that the two were about to go at it. Figures that he would have to be in the middle of all this. From his last match he was not a hundred percent, but because of the situation it would seem that he did not have to do much fighting. So the question was, what would he do now? Provoke the fight or stop it? He started to get his cup as he sipped it once more. After his sip he placed the cup down and began to speak.
“Now now, I may be new here but I do not believe that this is an area in which to fight. Not only are there innocent people here, we are also near the tournament stadium. Also the café is a bit full don’t you think? Any one of these customers can be a shinobi ready to stop said match to protect the people of this café. Personally, I don’t know either of you or know what you two have planned, but if you think this is a good area to fight then I want to make a request that you take it elsewhere. Why? Because all I want to do is to enjoy the coffee that I have ordered, nothing more nothing less. Now if you can’t come to an agreement and start the fight, put this in your head. How long do you think you have to steal his eyes? And how long do you have to avenge the words that he spoken to you, before the authorities arrive? Food for thought.”
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| | | Ashin
Age : 30 Posts : 356
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Sun 31 Jul 2011, 6:10 pm | |
| It was almost too good to be true. Not only had he managed to enrage the young teen, but had also gotten him riled up enough to show the Kekkei Genkai he coveted. It seemed to him, as Sensato stood abruptly, that being an Uchiha was something he proud of. A scoff was restrained,"Dangerous words? Perhaps. Can you stop my saying of them? Laughably unlikely." Keisuke was rather surprised despite his lack of physical reaction, he hadn't pegged the small teen as a fighter, much less the aggressor in any situation. Silence overtook the small area for a moment, the crowded cafe's attention fixed squarely on the two ninja. Glancing about he dropped his hand from Suigetsu, sending a mental apology to the blade,' Forgive me for getting you riled up, there will be no bloodshed this day Suigetsu...' A pulse, almost painful in nature, rebounded off the walls of his mind, the indignation and impatience clearly written within the midst of it. A voice caught his attention, its sound quiet. “Now now, I may be new here but I do not believe that this is an area in which to fight. Not only are there innocent people here, we are also near the tournament stadium. Also the café is a bit full don’t you think?"
"Any one of these customers can be a shinobi ready to stop said match to protect the people of this café. Personally, I don’t know either of you or know what you two have planned, but if you think this is a good area to fight then I want to make a request that you take it elsewhere. Why? Because all I want to do is to enjoy the coffee that I have ordered, nothing more nothing less. Now if you can’t come to an agreement and start the fight, put this in your head. How long do you think you have to steal his eyes? And how long do you have to avenge the words that he spoken to you, before the authorities arrive? Food for thought.” An eyebrow raised in annoyance,"Food for thought you say? My my, aren't we a presumptuous one?" His golden gaze now turned on the young teen, eyes filled with both annoyance and curiosity in equal amounts. He was not noteworthy in appearance, the man possessing a face one could easily forget.
Once again his attention was diverted, Sensato having seated himself with another utterance,"Talking like this won't get you nowhere...death perhaps." Now Keisuke outright scoffed. Someone that small? Take him on and win? Beyond laughable. Turning to the teen he almost retorted, deciding instead to simply glare at him with extreme boredom written across his visage. "But I got to say. That is some dream you have there." Instead of simply ignoring the comment as were his norm he felt the overwhelming urge to correct the small nin," Not a dream but an ambition, a foretelling or prophecy not yet fulfilled." This was said with such certainty and seriousness that it surprised even himself, his glare once again icy as it remained leveled on Sensato. Without breaking said eye contact he reached for his glass, downing its contents within moments of picking it up. |
| | | Ace
Age : 31 Posts : 1036
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Tue 02 Aug 2011, 2:37 am | |
| Sensato’s eyes grew wider as he heard the man’s words though paid no mind to his words. His red eyes then watched as the other young genin of the leaf spoke. To sensate it was all rather bullshit and couldn’t hear no more. He wasn’t the one to sit down and listen to some gibberish crap instead he got comfortable as he began to reach for his cup of tea. “You’re right!” Sensato yelled as he looked at the boy next to him. With another sip at his tea cup his red eyes turned to the other man’s attention. H eknew that if he did planned on starting a fight he would probably set a bad example for the village and possibly lead for the moon to not allow any Konoha ninjas approach the village. With that said he turned his pushed back against the chair making a slight noise as the chair slid across the floor. “Well I believe I have no intentions of staying here no longer. You guys bore me and all I want is to spend my few days left in the Moon Country resting.” The young konoha ninja said as he took a last sip from the tea and placed it on the table. With that said he turned and began to walk away form the table giving a small wave saying good bye to the individual whom he has been speaking to all this time. “Oh? Mind telling me your name? I do not want to go on without knowing at least your name.” Sensato said as he looked over his shoulder his Sharingan still activated he smiled at the masked person sitting in the table.
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| | | Blaize
Posts : 830
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Tue 02 Aug 2011, 9:52 pm | |
| Blaize watched the two of them as they reacted to his words. His words were true and realistic. He wondered if they did take the words he had said to heart. Only they would know the truth. The man with the sword paused himself and focused on the word that was spoken. He did respond to the words that he was saying and it did hit him because Blaize could feel that he was starting to back down on the idea of challenging the Uchiha to a match. He then watched the other shinobi as he was trying to calm himself down on the situation as well. It was a weird feeling how the air in the room shifted to this awkward stance.
Blaize started to lift his coffee and took the last sip. Ohh how joyous this coffee was and how happy it made him feels. As the moment ended he watched as the other shinobi stand up and stating that he was boring the shinobi. He shook his head as he then sighed and got up. He thought that he was saving him from an unneeded match. Well maybe he thought that he did not to see a Konoha shinobi in a death match. It was too late now. He started to get up as he then started to place some coins near his cup as a tip. “Well if that is the case, then I will be going out as well, although this seems very interesting, but what are you going to do.” He took a napkin and whipped his face clean as he placed it on the table and turned to walk away out of this very interesting café.
[Sorry Short/ Topic Exit]
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| | | Ashin
Age : 30 Posts : 356
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Fri 05 Aug 2011, 5:03 am | |
| Even as Sensato stood to leave Keisuke continued to glare, his golden eyes ablaze with an unparalleled malice usually reserved for the worst humanity had to offer. This was an unconscious action after so long, more of a habit then anything. “You’re right!," was the sudden exclamation that came from Sensato, the sentence actually a response to the other teens statements. Then his attention turned to Keisuke once again, his crimson gaze meeting gold in a bloody battle of amber and blood. “Oh? Mind telling me your name? I do not want to go on without knowing at least your name.” This was said as he approached the doorway, crimson meeting his own amber over the mans shoulder. Meeting the gaze with a simple glare he retorted shortly,"Keisuke Noroi." The name would likely mean nothing to the nin, Keisuke hadn't killed anyone worth mentioning, although he was well known in the Kumo region. Those thoughts were quickly banished, his focus returned to the nin to his left who stood, pushing in his chair politely.
“Well if that is the case, then I will be going out as well, although this seems very interesting, but what are you going to do.” Disregarding the rather boring and melodramatic man, he himself stood abruptly. Grabbing Suigetsu from where she lay and replacing her on his back, Keisuke breezed past the Sharingan wielding shinobi without so much as another word. From there he passed the buxom barmaid, nodding slightly as she shouted out a goodbye in her bouncy, giggly way. Chuckling under his breath Keisuke pushed open the door once again, sighing relief as he realized the rain had stopped even as he spoke one last thing to the small ninja behind him,"Perhaps if we meet again I shall avenge his death...Until then, tiny ninja, stay alive." Not one to explain his motives Keisuke then took off down the still wet streets, disappearing moments later.
[Short but to the point/Exit] |
| | | Ace
Age : 31 Posts : 1036
| Subject: Re: A Quaint Little Cafe [O] Sat 06 Aug 2011, 2:03 am | |
| Sensato nodded a she began to walk out the exit. befor ehe could even reach it, he would notice a shadow go right past him. His eyes turned to his right as the now Keisuke Noroi passed him. His eyes closely paying attention to his movements and the way he walked. It seemed he wa sjust passing by, and indeed needed no trouble. Sensato smiled to his right as he passed, following his steps behind just outside the Cafe. His Konoha friend to his right they now exited outside the small place to notice the rain had completely stopped. "Atleast the rain stopped." Sensato said as he looked into the sky. The sky was blue just like any normal day at the Moon Country. he would smell the fresh air, the salty air as he walked to the left of the cafe to take some rest at his place. Whether the other konoha ninja had followed him matter little to him. At the end they would just end up in the same place where all the Konoha contestants would stay at.
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