A Summoning of the Kirigakure Shinobi

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It was a typical Kirigakure day; rain, cold and a slight fog around the village. Renjiro was perched above an old abandoned house in the damaged part of Kirigakure which still to this day hasn't been restored from the great Bijuu attack. The previous week Renjiro had made sure to personally hand deliver scrolls to all the households that contained Kirigakure shinobi in them and informed them of this meeting. The scroll had basic information on it with Renjiros own personal signature and his own Senju seal on the join of the closed scroll to make sure its authenticity was 100% verifiable.

With the chuunin exams looming, Renjiro believed it was time to get some serious training and socialising done so that when the time for the unique Kirigakure chuunin exams take place the lives of all the shinobi would be changed again. By changed i mean that teams will be re-organised and the friendships people had before would be changed forever.

Renjiro was kneeling at the top of the building looking at the other buildings whilst his medium length brown hair was soaking wet and stuck to his face because of the rain. He was still wearing his classic Japanese clothing with a thick gi top and a hakama around him legs and waist but today he was wearing his chuunin vest underneath his gi top as a layer of protection and holding for his scrolls. He had been at the top of the building for 30 minutes at this time and his patience was running thin.

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The person leaped from roof to roof top at moderate speed, he wasn't in to much of a hurry, while his black medium long hair was getting soaked, it appeared he didn't really mind the rain at all, while he was carrying his umbrella. Sometime during late night or the night before, his sister gave him an invitation that was meant from him when he had just gotten home from training, it was an invitation to meet up with some of the other Kiri Genin excluding himself, and the scroll was signed by someone with the name of Renjiro, whom he didn’t know. It was mostly a means for everyone of the Genin’s to meet in order for them to see the other in order for them to see the different kinds of people that could be in their cell, and probably get ready for the Chuunin exams or some type of training exercise.

Nanaya decided to take a quick route to get to the old destroyed part of Kirigakure, he wasn’t that far away from the desired location meeting point, since he and his sister lived not to far away from this location from his perception, only seven blocks away, wasn’t that far to him.

His eye’s looked like that of the Hyuga’s eye’s, but it was somewhat hard to see because of the rain, as the rain bounced off of his umbrella as he looked up ahead to see someone perched upon top of a roof that had medium length brown hair, who was probably the person named Renjiro, or maybe it was some other Genin waiting for everyone else to appear. Nanaya stopped a few feet away from him, and knelt down on another ledge, giving a slight wave, but displayed little to no emotions, and showed the scroll to him as he sat down.

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- Sho Meikiri's dialogue

What a nuisance. First assigned mission on the job, was a bust. Failure to clean some shit hole of a shrine, a burnt and demolished temple to be exact. Minutes passed and the temperature was gradually becoming chilly throughout the 'Foggy Forest'. Pacing himself among the cleared, damped and muddy path of the forest, Sho placed his firm hands into his deep pockets.

"Gosh it's getting colder out here." He spoke, at the same time, he caught a glimpse of his warm breath flowing from his mouth. Taking the opportunity not to allow his body to become in a state of hypothermia, he took it among himself to quit walking and start running. Spiriting his ass off for about a good five minutes or so, Sho finally made it to the apartment facilitates.

Opening up the front entrances doors of the facilitate, he took a moment to shiver and brace the warm air supported by the building's furnace. Taking the public stairs of the cozy apartment, Sho found himself inside his comfy apartment room. There he vaulted himself, onto the fluffy cloud known as his bed. He stared up at his ceiling, reflecting about his recent unsuccessful mission. "Man, I hope I won't have to work with those dipshits again..." Sho thought to himself in frustration. At same time he would daze in and out of sleep. His eyes getting wearer and wearer by the second, he frequently yawned, as his mind slowly became jam-packed of tiredness. The room was dead quiet, the kitchen's faucet occasionally dripped of water droplets, and Sho Meikiri was sound asleep. Or was he?

"Knock Knock Knock!"

The so called slumbered boy, eyes widen as he rushed his body from the bed. "Who the hell is it!" Sho rubbed the small sleep from his eyes, at the same time walking near the banging noise on his front door. Once he placed his hands on the knob of the door, the knocking ended. Weird. Cautiously turning the cold surface of the knob, the door slowly opened.

Sho poked his head out, into the semi warmth air of the hallway. Left and then right, he looked around the hallway to find out who was the asshole knocking on his door. "Figures. I was another victim of the practical 'Ding Dong Ditch' prank. What a bunch of c-." Before Sho could get last word from his month, his attention was grasped by a scroll laying just inches apart from his feet. "Not a another one..." Sho mumbled under his breath. "If this is another mission, they can shove it up their asses. I mean I just came back from one. Can they give a man a break, for at least a day? Geez."

Rolling a sigh from his lips, Sho picked up the little scroll, and carried it back into his room. Shutting the door behind him, he pulled a chair from under his kitchen table and seated himself. Briefly looking over the scroll, Sho was intrigued that it wasn't a mission, but a gathering for all the Mist Village's shinobis and even kunoichis. "Who the freak is Renjiro Senju..?" Sho pondered for a short moment. "So he wants to assemble all the warriors of this village. But, da hell for?" Sho arose himself from the kitchen chair and crumbled up the scroll. He threw the piece of rice-paper into his kitchen's trash can.

"As much it pains me leaving my comfy little den, I couldn't waste an opportunity to obverse the raw talent of this village. Since....the Chuunin Exams are coming up, too." With that saying, Sho securely and left the apartment facilitates and headed over where this meeting ground was supposedly being held at.

Between about ten minutes or so, of walking, Sho Meikiri's eye glanced upon two shinobis. But it was difficult to view the outside features of these individuals. Sho looked up and parsley seeked out the two young warriors suspended upon a nearby rooftop. "I can't see jack, from down here.." The rain was seriously, screwing up his vision today. He came up with the conclusion, that maybe this was the designated spot from this strange gathering.

Within a brief short moment, Sho entered the building facilities. He manged to scramble himself upstairs the particular building and made his way onto the apartment's roof. Hands deep in his pockets, he spotted the same two male shinobis and walked a few inches towards them. Maybe he could get a better sight, from this angle.

"Okay, I'm here. So what's the 411, hm?" He placed his rear onto a nearby rooftop railing, and continued to speak among the group of posers. "And who in the hell is this Renjiro Senju?" Crazy ol' Sho Meikiri, with his main objective always trying to get underneath others skin.

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Quite a ballsy move if he did say so himself, having any pride in the Senju clan when they were so guilty of bloodshed, guilty of murder and irrational bias, and yet their offspring seemed to bear it with pride, that was certainly a thing that he couldn't grasp. Kakuhan, being a member of the bastard bloodline born from the original Senju clan had little appreciation for the paper grasped between his fingers, but he did keep it as a reminder to himself of just how dense the Senju population was. They either kept their latest blood in the dark, lied to them, or the little shinobette was one tool short of a medical kit. There was simply no way he could be ignorant of Kakuhan, he was the immigrant, and an infamous one at that. There was no post mark on the scroll either, which means somebody put it there themselves or through jutsu, and since it was apparently sent to all the shinobi of the village, they couldn't be involved, so the Senju had placed them all himself or hired non-shinobi to do it. Either way, it was the same as walking to his door and spitting in his face with the big bold Senju seal.

Kakuhan cracked his neck to one side, it was a horrible habit because he knew what kind of damage that dealt to his bones when he did it but he was far from a normal human being so he really didn't care whether he damaged his bones or not, he could just put in new ones, no big deal. It did bother him, however, that he had no talent in Ninjutsu and thus wasn't knowledgeable of the various jutsu developed solely to combat the Senju clan, otherwise he'd be putting them to good use when he caught the little rat and held up him up by his tail. It was incredibly out of place to even call a meeting, let alone at his rank, and then emblazon it with the Senju logo when Kakuhan lived in the village.

It was so ridiculously stupid of a decision that he had to wonder if he meant this as some sort of practical joke because its generally a very poor decision to act beyond your power, send out the information to a village Jounin, and then insult him all in one scroll. Regardless, it wasn't very funny and Kakuhan had just so happened to pick up the scroll during a maintenance night. He swiftly repacked the neccesary parts into his puppets, directing the plant puppets to simply restock and reassemble themselves because he had to work with the non-organics. Once they were repaired and set back into their organized arrangement in their storage rod, Kakuhan threw on a black cloak and cut out the Senju logo from the scroll, sewed it onto the hood, and walked out the door into the rain.

The downfall of water was pleasant enough, and to a plant it was absolutely amazing, their various comments about how much they adored the rainfall were coming into his mind as he walked through the streets. Kaku loved to hear the plants talk, and it was one of his hobbies to simply stand by and listen to them, but he wasn't in much of a mood to hear them all out and so he ignored them while he made his way. There wasn't much of note happening in the streets so he ignored those as well until he came to the designated location, his color choice making him easily blend into the background of the shadow of the rain and buildings.

He didn't bother bringing any sort of rain gear and the cloak was easily saturated with rain water but it didn't matter much. Kakuhan placed himself underneath the doorframe of a nearby building, leaning against it and looking up at the shinobi perched on the rooftop. What was it with the little runts allows liked being up in high places? A high place was an ideal location to be hit, you were far too noticeable to the enemy, did this village raise a bunch of idiots or was it every village? He didn't know much about the training process they went through, he learned from a teacher who actually knew what he was doing apparently. A shinobi was supposed to kill and be done, not parade around like a damn fireworks show.

"Oh real bright..." Kakuhan commented in a low tone as he watched the arrival of a second person. Why did people respond to things like this, he was present because he wanted to make sure the little idiot wasn't up to anything and if he was, he'd have an excuse to kill of a Senju and that made his day. Not that he really needed an excuse, he could easily pervert whatever he did into something undesirable, report it, and then have the world be one Senju short but then he'd have witnesses and then they'd all need to go and yadda yadda yadda. Why wasn't it like when he was working for Hellsing where he could just kill them and have no repercussions? He hated working in a shinobi village sometimes...

From the low-lying fog and rain he could hardly tell apart any features, to be honest that could be two kunochi, two shinobi, or one of each, it was hard to tell features apart from this far. Actually, a third one had arrived, a louder one, but he wasn't the Senju because he'd arrived later and inquired. One of the two was a Senju though, and that Senju must've gone so far as to replace his balls with some of that Senju wood because if he was aware of who was watching him then he'd start a stream of apologies that wouldn't even begin to cover the damages and then piss himself. Did shinobi piss themselves? He'd never seen a monster do it, he was used to killing those, people thanked him for eliminating them. But if ya go and kill even one 'innocent' civilian because he asked the wrong questions its bad. They couldn't even take a punch! What good were there?

Kakuhan sighed and pulled out the scrap paper he'd removed the logo from and smiled. How amusing it would be to mistake him for a Senju, but that would get him closer to the boy and very capable of choking the life out of him from close range. The logo on his head was more intended as an insult, but he wouldn't get it without knowing who he was, and without the ability to even see him, let alone make out his features, that would be impossible. Kakuhan's invisible and silent mockery of the boy would continue and please him, all while the target of his joke was completely unaware.

"Lets see what you're up to you little brat..."

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Renjiro saw a young man approach him however the males’ movements and approach was quite obviously even with the limiting vision the rain gave. It seemed that the male was coming towards him at some pace but it was quite hard to tell. Appearance wise Renjiro could only make out that he had dark coloured hair and was most probably only a genin so there wasn’t much to worry about, although he was still wary of anything around him as he deliberately placed himself on top of the roof to make sure he was seen for a reason. That reason was firstly so that people could see where the meeting was and secondly so that he could see most of the arriving people in advance just incase they thought of sneak attacking.

He didn't see the other man approach due to the lack of vision the rain gave him and the way the male approached Renjiros position. He answered the male with a simple nod and stood there waiting for others to arrive until he decided he would speak to the male who was now close enough to get a good visual on. "Oh so your Sho? The person who failed that mission i just came back from and completed." He laughs as his eyes was still scanning the area around him like a dog that had just heard a cat’s meow, checking every little detail around him but still saw nothing due to the weather conditions and the time of the day.

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(Hopefully, this wont end up to be another messy fight like last time....)

The days in Kirigakure such as this, young Marcus tend to spend outside, somewhere beneath a large tree. He enjoyed looking at the rain and how it disturbs everything peaceful in this world, creating a chaos of some kind. Well, that was the theory which this youngster had. But, that was not important at this point actually. Anyways, while he was standing outside of his house, under a tree, the young man noticed a post ninja coming. Before the postman could come up to the doors, the young Hoshi came up to him, blocking the way to the door. The rain which soaked Marcus afterwards didn`t bothered him, he was interested in the message brought to him by this postman. With a calm voice the post man spoke, saying: “This is for you. I am assuming that you are Marcus Hoshi.” Without an answer, Marcus took the scroll from the post man, returning to the safety of his tree. Under it, he calmly read the message written by some Renjiro Senju.

After reading all of the things written on the scroll, the young man made a single hand seal, disappearing in a gust of wind. The only thing left behind him was the signature, given to the postman as an proof that he is Marcus Hoshi.

A few moments later, the young man known as Marcus could be seen jumping from one roof top to another. With an a little faster tempo he left towards the meeting place. There, he hopped to find out some information about what was it all about. Just in case, he came dressed in his mission clothes, which were perfectly comfortable for the young Hoshi, if he were to end up in a fight. Who knew what was it all about? Maybe this man called all of them to a meeting so he could kill off all of them. That way he would get rid of any competition for the upcoming exam, which was held here in Kirigakure no Sato. Anyways, after a few minutes, Marcus finally arrived at the place of the meeting.

Well, he was not exactly at the place of meeting. Instead, Marcus came up to the Northern side of the place, hiding beneath a ramen shop. The rain was falling down rapidly, completely soaking the young man. By the time he reached the safety of the ramen shop, the young Marcus had all of his clothes and body cowered by water. Unlike some people who hated rain and they way it cowered the sky, but Marcus was not like that. He enjoyed it, spending time dancing in it. Well, he did that during the times when he had no other missions to complete. Right now, the young man had a meeting to attend to, so there was no time for this. How foolish would it be to see a young shinobi dancing in the rain like an idiot. Some thing were meant to stay hidden.

Anyways, as he was looking around the place, searching the area with his gentle eyes, Marcus noticed some people on one of the roof tops. They were not so far from him, so he was able to partially resemble them, at least figuring out their numbers. There were three young shinobi on the roof top a few meters away. By the looks of it, they were talking about something. Not sure what it was, Marcus decided to wait for a couple of moments, just to see was it safe to approach them.

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[PO: Renjiro, Nanaya, .egor, Y, marcus]

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Nanaya looked to the side to see some more people show up, even though it was hard to see in the rain, but at least he still had his umbrella that helped block some of the rain from hitting him completely.

He quickly turned his head to see some other person come up asking for the 411 on the situation of why he was here.

Turning his head back to the person who was standing from the moment he arrived addressed to genin as Sho, Nanaya tilted his head a bit, Maybe this person is Renjiro? he thought as remmebered his sister describing the person that came to their house and gave her the scroll to give to him, this person somewhat fit the description that he was told, but he wasn't up for thinking too much about it.

Nanaya didn’t feel to safe meeting in such a high place, while being in this village, there are quite a lot of unknown horrors that could happen in this village from stories he’s heard, but luckily Nanaya didn’t let any negative thoughts enter into his mind, as he looked back towards the person. Feeling as if someone was watching them.

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- Sho Meikiri's dialogue
- Renjiro Senju's dialogue

Flat booty plopped over and laid against the rooftop's black tinted railing. Hands stilled drowned deep inside his pockets, Sho's vision and angle on both of the young males slightly cleared. He would frequently squint his teal colored eyes, to make out the physical features of the two individuals ahead him. But, mostly it wasn’t such a big concern viewing them as it seemed. Maybe his sight on the brown and black haired boys wasn't at it's best, but he sure could have distinguished and hear out the voices of the two young individuals.

Even the loud downpour of the rain, couldn't block out Sho's highly sensitive hearing. And whatdayya know? Sho's delicate little ears caught a upon, a smuggest comment from a nearby smartass. Also recognized and known as Renjiro Senju. "Oh so your Sho? The person who failed that mission I just came back from and completed." But, the comment stated by Renjiro wasn't the major issue. The problem was, he laughed after dishing out the remark, followed by mocking and ridiculing poor little ol' Sho Meikiri. What a self-centered bastard, right?

Now normally, Sho would physical retaliate at such of an insult. Like probably by, cuffing the eye of Mr.Senju and shoving the young lad's head between his own ass-cheeks, and forcing him to lick his own dirty asshole. Or something of the sort, but no. This particular situation wasn't that bad, for such fanatic actions.

Perhaps Sho would man up, and let the implosive slur go by. Eh, like hell he would. Sho was never the child, to let people to just walk all over him. He had a motto constructed in his mind, in which he occasionally stood by. "If they bring a knife to the fight, I’m gonna to bring a gun." And in due time, soon Renjiro would feel the truth behind this.

Stretching his back, and with a faint yawn behind it, Sho was on the verge of vulgar verbal communication. Slightly he placed his right-hand fist near his mouth, and purposely delivered out a loud cough. This was so, he had full attention from both of the gentlemen positioned on the roof.

"Yeah. I’m Sho, and oh you must be Renjiro Senju? Nice to meet you....NOT. So you're the weirdo sending out messages to random shinobis of this village?" He blurted in rather ignorant tone, and refereeing to the brown haired boy. "What do you expect of getting in return of this meeting? Wait, let me guess…" Briefly, Sho pondered in a sarcastic fashion, all well knowing he was playing games with the lad.

"You wish you gain friends, since you’re a reject and an outcast of this village? Or is it…you wait for any young boys to foolishly respond and show up?" Sho paused for a short moment, gesturing his fingers in sardonic fashion. "To your so called mandatory meetings and then you plan to have your way with them?" Sho exhaled air from his mouth, and shook his head in disappointment. "Damn, you are a sick, disgusting bastard..!"

"Man…the human race is lucky I'm such nice guy, otherwise only 1/4 of them would be alive right now." He gave a faint stare, sweeping the rain water from his eyes. Then he pointed towards the child, apart, but near of Renjiro. "So what’s your name, kid? I‘m surprised Renjrio over there, didn’t try to molests you. Or did he already?" Sho spoke in his natural tone, but a tad bit of the usual sarcasm pursuing behind it.

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She jumped from house to house looking for the destination she was to appoarch to see the young an older shinobi of her village. Knowing that she doesnt really know anyone caue she not the talkive type. Now see a group of people on a building she wondered if that was the group it was talking about in the invite or she so going to make a pointless stop. From over thinking on the subject she slipped on the edge of a build she panic a little but grabbed a flag pole on the side of a house and used it a catapult, using her hands she swung around going in one circle and letting go of it flinging her on to the bulilding where they are stand.

She landed gracefully like it was intended to happen but she lost focus of what she was doing. She then sighed softly loking at the ground for a secnd to catch her breath. Looking up now shecould see all the men's face's and some of them where familar an other's she never really seen before because of her anti-social personality. She walked to them slowly to evauluate them before being comfortable. She bow'd notifing that she was there and show respect to the people who in the group at the time. She then looked up at all the faces tring to get familar with them.

Now joining the gruop in their conversation but not saying anything because she hasnt hear anything that interest her at the moment. She stood up right so she could pretan her good posture.

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Kakuhan, with the rain pouring down, was hardly able to make out a sound and that bothered him, he wanted to listen in on their conversation and the weather wouldn't even let him do that. It was a chore for sure, and he realized that he couldn't very well keep track of what was what if he couldn't even hear them. Sure he could watch physical actions, but even those were obscured by the pouring rain so he found it a huge barrier in his intended plan. He, of course, knew this would come up but he had expected less people to show up so he could only focus on a few, now their were five present.

Well it was certain the little Senju could draw a crowd with his odd letters, but he obviously wasn't very good about preparing for whatever he had in mind, all he had was his person, what good is that? Kaku sighed and placed a hand to his head, brushing back the hair inside of his hood as a stress reliever. He pulled down the edge of the hood so that it covered up his face and with a blur of movement, cloaked by rainfall, Kaku moved from his previous location up to the rooftop behind the boy who had originally been present. Odds would have it that this was the Senju since he was the first to arrive, and being this close he was reassured that he was indeed male. Either that or she was flatter than a book.

The remaining individuals were a male, another male, and a female. Kakuhan's cloak twirled around his body with the rapid movement and he stood over the boy he assumed was a Senju, the logo on the hood which covered his face. The only visible portion were his white teeth which were presented in a smile which conflicted with his entire appearance, making him appear more insane than threatening. He spoke aloud to the group, moving out his arms to rest ontop of the boy's head, one hand holding up his tilted head and the other hand draping over his shoulder near his heart. It wouldn't look that threatening, but from that position he could easily move on to more lethal things. He'd taken care to not make a sound before his movement to ensure he didn't squirm or react and end up punching him in the face out of impulse or something. That would upset him.

"So, whose the Senju who sent out this little call?" He asked, his draping hand opening up to loose the crumpled scroll which floated to the ground and was pelted by rain, the cut out part where the Senju sign had been being clearly visible and the bit on his hood being as visible, so it wouldn't take much effort to put two and two together. Thats what Kakuhan wanted, to make sure his sign was visible, visible to everyone but the person who needed to see it the most. The hand holding up his head pointed a finger to the logo and then he put the finger to his lips, signaling for them to be quiet about it, before resuming his posture.

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As he was standing there, watching, Marcus noticed how more and more people started to show up. At the moment he thought that this Renjiro must be some really important guy, calling all this people. But, he really did not know that man actually, so making assumptions like that was foolish. Maybe his scrolls were so annoying that people had to come to see what does he have to say about all of that. Even so, for Marcus, this was not something which would interest him.

He was person who came to this strange country from the distant Land of Lightning, so naturally, he wanted to find new friends. Maybe that was one of thee reasons why he came here. Even so, he could not have knew that this man sent scrolls to so many people, so why did he came. The answer to that question, even Marcus did not know. Maybe he was curious, and maybe he thought about becoming friends with at least one person. But, now he was not so glad about coming here. it seemed like a bad idea. Not to mention, the young man came here before having dinner was ready, so he was hungry now. A gentle sound could he hear coming from his stomach. Getting something to eat was the most important thing now. But, where will he find a place to eat? Since he was new here, Marcus did not know where were all the shops.

Then, out of a sudden, he turned around. In front of it, large letters appeared, saying: "Best Ramen Evahh!!" Well, something like that. With stars appearing in his eyes, the young boy quickly rushed into the ramen shop, looking to see was anyone working there at the moment. Today he was lucky, there was still some chairs free and the shop was working 24 hours a day. A huge smile appeared on the face of the young Marcus as he was watching the pictures around the shop, all showing different types of raman on them. So many kinds, it was like he died and went to heaven.

Rushing to take his seat Marcus forgot about the meeting which was happening at the roof tops a few meters away from the ramen shop. With a few gentle words he ordered a couple different coups of ramen, happy that this trip was not a total failure. He did wanted to find some friends, but food came first this time. Within a few minutes, all of hid orders were finished, so the old man who was working there at the moment gave him all off the coups at once. With two chop sticks between his fingers, Marcus started to eat, rushing to get his hunger go away.

A few moments later, he was done with the ramen, resting on the chair as he took a break for a moment. Maybe the meeting was done already, who knows.

(I was in a hurry.....gonna go watch Heroes....)

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Renjiro was observing the growing group when Sho came out with the words of child molester. Renjiros eyes suddenly stayed fixated at Sho, his eyebrows furrowed and his nose screwed up. "I’m 13 myself Dumba ..." His eyes and pupils widen as he suddenly felt a person appear in an instant behind him and place a hand on his head and another down his chest. He has no time to react or think except for a single word "Shit!" and with that a non-conscious instantaneous transformation happened.

His stratum corneum layer of skin turned into a 3 inch thick layer of skin and was an auto response if Renjiro had formed the one handsign which he had. The man spoke to the group and dropped the scroll on the floor with the Senju clan symbol missing. After that Renjiro spoke to the person behind him "I am, is there a problem sir? Fancy taking your hands off of me please? And going by the symbol being cut out of my scroll i sent to everyone I assume you’re a Shokobutsukon, considering there’s no other reason anyone would personally cut it out of a scroll" he replied in a slightly respectful tone but there was a subtle hint of being pissed off. Well the man had just cost him a C rank amount of chakra so it was to be expected and if the man was of the Shokobutsukon clan this would lead to a huge incident between the two people because the two clans hated each other due to their history with each other.
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jutsus used

Name: Wood Release: Body shell
Rank: C
Element: Wood
Description: This technique requires one single snake handsign and using the stratum corneum layer of skin as instantaneous cells to use. The user will manipulate those cells and create a thick layer of wood (aprox 3 inches) all over their body. After the use of this technique the user will reverse the technique and return the wooden cells back into his stratum corneum cells. This techniques protects the user against all taijutsu, weaponary and water ninjutsu technqiues B ranked and below. Wind jutsus effectiveness is reduced by one rank. Earth jutsus (that are not on a form of a weapon) and lightning jutsus have the same amount of effectiveness. Fire jutsus have one rank higher effectiveness. This technique usually takes 5 seconds to form and can only be used 3 times per topic with a 2 post length between uses.

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Nanaya’s eye’s shifted towards Sho, with a somewhat confused look, before turning back to give the person who he believed was Renjiro, the one who sent out the scrolls, a strange look before taking a slight steep back, “ I’m Asagami, Nanaya, how do you do.” He replied when Sho asked him for his name, it was kind of strange for someone to actually send out all the scrolls out to everyone, Nanaya’s first intention was to find out what this was all about, but he mostly came here to see all the genin that lived in their village and what kind of manner they were.

Nanaya twirled his umbrella and went down to mess with his shoes, serecatly putting a pieace of paper under a tile of the roof, which was a exsploding tag, that only he could see, letting the rain hit his back as he did so, after finishing messing with his shoes he stood back up noticing a new presence arrive.

His eye’s quickly shifted to the side to hear the sound of someone landing on the roof and walking towards them, turning to the side to see a girl who looked to be close to his age, with a nice quiet and reframed manner of respect that made him think of someone he knew, and gave them a small bow before coming closer.

He was about to open his mouth to say something when he felt the strange presence move, looking towards Renjiro there was some older man standing behind Renjiro. Nanaya showed no emotion or expression when this person appeared, seeing as this person was the source of the negative presence that was watching them, he knew sooner or later if someone was watching them, that they would probably have to come out to actually hear what they are saying, because of this raining.

He narrowed his eye’s towards Renjiro and the person that stood behind him, seeing something begin to cover Renjiro’s body, from the looks of things there must have been some kind of clan conflict between the two.

Nanaya’s scratched his head and positioned himself in front of the girl, putting himself in between her and Renjiro and the other person who appeared to be either Chunnin or most likely a Jounin because of his age.

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A tune, a melody was floating in her head. The steps of this Kunoichi were littered with tempoes, half steps and slides. The gentle glide she was giving was almost natural, as she stopped, before turning her head this way and that. In her mind, she knew what she sought : but finding it was a pain. Another glide and her lips curved in a smile. ''and how boring is that~'' she muttered, as suddenly her body stopped. Meimu's gaze saw the gnarled tree, her steps bouncing towards it, as she lied a hand onto the bark, the texture rough against her hand. The girl smiled and waited for someone to come close to her, to speak to her.. or something. ''La lu la lu la, do you want to dance with me~? The moon is still slumbering~'' she sung under her breath again, as she turned her back against the tree going further into the sections of destroyed rubble that was where the meeting was to take place. She would arrive soon..

She was walking nearby, the rain soaking her bit by bit : not that she minded. Most guys ended up looking at her with wet clothes, as they clung tightly to her and her curves. The girl was curious, yeah, having received an invite of some kind. At first, she thought it was a letter for a date : but that was shot down quick. At least she'd get to finally meet some of her caste mates. That was what was bothering her : she'd charmed civilians and miscellaneous travelers, but she never got her chance to sink her teeth in a true, genin boy. And by all that was impure, she wanted to. So she was here, and waiting for someone to pay attention to her.. 'cause this was getting boring, watching them compare sizes and claiming to the be the biggest. They were all bigots in her opinion, like anyone would ask her. She's a girl.. and girls are supposed to be weak. And certainly, they could say that, but she would prove them wrong.. eventually. But right now, she had to figure out what was going on, as the pink haired just watched the procceedings, taking notice that they were all male : except for the one girl of course. And she waited for her chance.. to show that women were strong. She wouldn't be beat down.

Not as long as she went by Meimu.

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- Sho Meikiri's dialogue

Naturally still balanced against the rooftop's banister, Sho-san patiently waited for his question to be answered. The young boy replied and stated his name as Asagami, Nanaya. Sho acknowledged the child with a simple nod with the head. Before he could try to start conversing among with Nanaya, in came loud ass Renjiro. The little shit, barked off the ear of Sho with a small amount of complaining. He looked in the direction of Renjiro, seeing as he was pretty upset and flustered. Sho carelessly yawned and waved off the crabby child, showing he didn't give a hoot about his little tantrum.

Then surprisingly Sho's attention was suddenly grasped. All he heard of Renji, was that he was thirteen of age, and then a long weird pause. "Okay you're thirteen and what....?" He was curious, on why Renjiro was startlingly put on hold before he could finish his sentence. Then out of the blue, there was a mysterious new presence looming along the building's rooftop. Sho squinted his eyes to get a better view and understanding of whatever the hell, this thing or it was. It was astonishingly a much older male, and he assumed to be positioned behind the Senju. A disturbing individual, this man was.

Sho would watched this bastard very closely, always taking the proper precaution. Who knew what this guy’s real intentions were. Eliminate every person who's present during the meeting? Or maybe this strange man wasn’t a threat, but just another good sumerian of the village. But on the other hand, there weren’t many good folks hanging around the Hidden Mist village, these days. Most were gone astray by the native villager's cruel behavior. There wasn’t enough room for kindness in such a place, as the Kirigakure. Never was and never will.

Gradually as time flew by, the more people responded and arrived to the little gathering. By Sho’s speculation, these two individuals were kunoichis. And by the looks of it, they pretty jaded and needed a douse of satisfaction. Score! Now the boy’s mind-set was set apart from that mysterious jounin, and now completely directed to the two brunette and pink haired girls. Whatever Renjiro’s issue with that jounin was his problem, and not Mr.Meikiri‘s. He had a date with two lovely ladies, or he thought.

With a casually approach, Sho slowly walked up to both of the young schoolgirls. "By any chance, do anyone of you gals have a name?" He said in unusual deep masculine tone voice, at the same he flexed his chest and biceps muscles. What a fool he looked like. With any luck he tried to entertain both kunoichis, hoping they would dig his swag? But mainly, he hoped he wouldn’t come off as a weird and desperate freak or something of the sort.

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Looking that the tension of the conversation split the attention of the young boys in two. The lease attention given to the high ranked officer for some reason but she didn't understand why though. Then two of their attention was drawn to her an the of girl who had shown up after her. She watch the jounin carefully because none of then had a chance against him alone if he decided they're in trouble. She walked forward past the boy who flexed to her.

She examined him for a moment because she had seen in class before but he never bothered to talk to her. She then realized that he had asked fir her name it was rude to keep him waiting for a answer. " Pardon me, I'm a bit slow today. My name is Mae nice to meet you?!?!." She thought to herself I cant speak a thanks to someone I don't even know the name of. "Uh? What is your name if you don't mind my asking." She said smiling a little because she was embarrassed of her rude behavior. When she said this she tried not to lose track of the older person and the boy block some of the view.

Now forcing chakara to her hand's so if a jutsu was needed she could do hand sign's an handle herself. Currently the rain was starting to get to her and her hair begain to stick to her neck and shoulder's. She grabbed her hair and brought it to one sided leaning forward she twisted her hair to relieve the heaviness of the water on her head. She then kept her hair on the right side of her neck with this done she looked up at the boy who asked her name and kept in mind that the other ninja's are there.

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(OOC: For those of you who used the term 'Jounin' for me, its impossible to note such a thing when you don't even know who I am, my headband isn't even visible, and I don't wear the uniform. If I did, it would all be underneath my robe anyhow, and even assuming I'm a shinobi is presumptuous.

Hell, in the rain and under a cloak even gender wouldn't be a solid bet. But I realize mistakes like that are incredibly common, even if they're still metagaming, and since I don't think it'll matter much I'll let it slide. For future reference, the way Egor did his post is one of the better ways, going through the logical process of thinking about things.)

They all weren't very interesting, didn't even say much worth his attention, except the one he was ontop of course. This one was noisy, so naturally it was the one he'd chosen to make his rest. Trees were good about that, he had no clue why he was complaining about it, its not like there was anything he could do about it anyways, if he wanted to use his head for a bowling ball he could do it. Kakuhan wondered what exactly they taught these children, they were obviously denser than a lead brick.

He'd even go so far as to use a jutsu, what kind of provocation was that? He was asking to lose a vital organ or two and have it replaced with his own intestinal track or whatever other bits he could pull out of the kid. He was fairly quick with the mind though, which was amusing, except for the fact that he was aware of what they were to one another and had still delivered him the scroll. "You know what I am and yet you take it upon yourself to give me an invitation? I'm not sure if thats accidental or you're just excessively ignorant of a mind and fear. Do I need to introduce myself or with a display work just as well to jog your memory of who exactly has taken up residence in this village?"

Kakuhan directed a minuscule amount of chakra to his scalp, unbinding his 'hair' which crawled out of his hood, resembling ice blue snakes with various red highlights that moved through them as the slithered about. His skin was harder than usual, he could easily feel that, and he had little trouble imagining that he was either a wooden clone at the moment or that he was protecting his body, well, he supposed he'd have to find out, though not in public view.

The vines weren't much of a threat, he didn't bother to waste chakra on using jutsu when they would serve fine enough to determine whether or not he was a clone. It was a flaw of the Senju clan that their clones were genetically assembled, not true plants, and he heard no thoughts out of the thing that he was ontop of so he directed the vines to tap on the boy's skin with enough force to make it audible in the rain. "You wouldn't be trying to protect yourself from me now would you? You were courageous enough to put out that call, why are you worried about what lil' ol' Shokobutsukon, Kakuhan can do?"

The vines pulled themselves back into his hood and he moved off of the boy, he was incredibly annoyed with him but he would rather excite him into doing something stupid before he acted on anything. Kakuhan pulled off his head to reveal his face and smiled as he extended his arm, following up with a bow. "I'm here to watch the behavior for this evening and maybe scout out a few desirables for some projects of mine. You need only pay as much attention to me as you wish, though I'm not from this village originally so you'll have to excuse the difference in customs."

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After finishing the last coup of ramen, the young Marcus took a moment to rest. He was quite positive that the meeting was already over, thinking how they probably left earlier due to the annoying rain which was constantly falling. Marcus liked the rain so he ignored it. But, who knew do the others like it. Eventually, after taking a rest after his meal, the young boy decided to leave the shop in order to see was everyone gone. With a couple of gentle steps he approached the door of the ramen shop, turning his head around, looking at the shop holder. With a simple wave and a few words, he greeted the old man, leaving trough the doors afterwards.

After entering the outside of the shop, the young Marcus was still unable to see what was happening at the roof tops, due to the part of the roof of an house was blocking his view. To see what was going on, he needed to go out into the rain, just as his clothes were dry again. "Aww man, I really dun want to get my clothes wet again. Now that I think of it, I will have to go back home in this rain as well, so does it matter that I ran out into the streets just to see what happened. I guess not." As he spoke, Marcus used a gentle and quiet tone. Carefully, so nobody could hear him talking. Now that he decided what to do, it was time to do it.

With gentle steps he entered the rain cowered streets of the Hidden Mist Village, looking up into the sky. It seemed that the rain will never stop, falling down till it drowns the whole village. Who knows, maybe it was formed by the Jutsu of some other Mist Shinobi. Well, chances for that were low, since all the weather creation jutsus were forgotten by the shinobi world. Well, that is not important at the moment, so why waste time trying to explain this weather condition any further. With a pair of gentle but dark blue eyes, Marcus looked at the roof tops behind him, searching for the location of the meeting.

Surprised, the young man saw everyone from before still on the roof tops, together with a couple more shinobi. It seemed that the meeting was still going on, with no changes at all. Well, there were a couple more people, but that did not matter. The interesting thing was the fact that a fight did not start between the Senju and the other people who got summoned by his scroll. Even so, everyone was probably annoyed by the young man who dared to call them all from their warm homes and into the rainy and cold weather as it was out side. Since Marcus was one of those people, he decided to go up there and have a talk with this Renjiro Senju.

Since the roof tops were right in front of him, he could simply use a Body Flicker technique to get up there. But, using chakra for traveling was a shame and a waste, so Marcus decided to reach that place by foot. He slowly bent his legs, quickly stretching them afterwards, thus using a simple jump towards the roof tops which were closest to him and the place of the meeting. Thus, the young Marcus Hoshi appeared standing on a roof top somewhat 2 meters away from the one on which everyone else was, appearing at the moment of the speech of one of the older men.

He came at the moment when the man was mentioning something about the Senju using something to protect himself, and when he mentioned his name. What a strange name it was. But, not only that he appeared to be older, the man in front of him also appeared to be a lot stronger than everyone else on this meeting. Due to this facts, and because it was the most polite thing to do, Marcus decided to tell this people who he was. Who knew, maybe this older man was a Jounin or a Chuunin, searching for students. This would be a great chance for the young Marcus, since he was also not originally from the Hidden Mist Village.

"Hello there, my name is Marcus Hoshi, nice to meet you all." Using a calm and somewhat cold voice he spoke those words, continuing his speech with this: "I came here just because I had nothing else to do Today, so it would be smart for you Renjiro to explain why did you bring us all here. Just like Sir Kakuhan Shokobutsukon, I am also new in this village. Originally, i came from the Land of Lightning. Now, you better start talking...or else." While saying that, Marcus placed his hands into his pockets, trying to look cool in front of everyone else. There were two girls near him and a potential Jounin Sensei, he needed to look good. Even if the older man was not a Jounin, he still needed to make a good impression on the shinobi of his new home.

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(OOC: Renji is changing villages so this topic is now voided since it is impossible to have occurred since the shinobi in questions new residence is Sunagakure. The topic is locked and will permit no further posting.)