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nextguardian
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PostPosted: Sun Sep 16, 2018 6:18 pm    Post subject: New Naruto RP Reply with quote

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The village was relaxed these days. The new era of peace had a wide embrace, welcoming all who would, in turn, embrace it. There were always warmongers and malcontents, but their presence was felt but little. The current Kage rivaled or surpassed their predecessors for power, and each came forward with peace first and foremost.

The new era wasn't welcomed by everyone, though it mattered but little- the power of the Shadows could quash any major uprising, and their children were certainly formidable. Some of the old guard reveled in this; some were reviled by it.

It was rare to see a Happuri these days, and equally rare to see a perpetually sour expression, but one shinobi wore both, not troubling to disguise his feelings.

This time...this era...it's a fools peace he thought bitterly. A young couple walked arm in arm by him. His outward scowl didn't change, but his inner scowl deepened. What right do they have to be happy? They've never had to work for it. This place...it's become what it's going to be. The changing of the guard happened in that last battle. So quick to trust; these children...

The shinobi in question, Yuji Itou, was surprised by the thought. When had he become old enough to think something like that?

He answered himself: When he became old enough to consider Kinjutsu of the highest order to slake his thirst for a kindred spirit. He'd spent too long pining for an unavailable woman and, he wondered, respecting the wrong teacher. Lord Third had been a nice man and certainly a genius...but had he been correct?

The older Yuji got, the more he thought not. He'd loved the Third like a grandfather, and to his mind would always respect him. But in the last battle, for a short amount of time, he'd gotten to see legends with his own eyes. Of them, Second Hokage Tobirama Senju had made the strongest impression.

Am I really going to do this? He wondered, nervously fingering the Summoning Scroll. Am I this desperate for validation? ...If I wasn't, I wouldn't have gone this far. The old me wouldn't have even considered it; but the old me isn't necessary anymore. I was useless in that battle; the most important battle...maybe the last battle. I have to try!

In his determination, Yuji had nearly forgotten to check his mental compass. He was too near a part of the village that made his blood boil in irritation. He didn't want to run into her, or her husband.

I'm no match for him anyway. Not that I'd back down.

No, the best place for this was a place where few people would go. The old library, which lay half-buried in a far corner of the village- that would do. It hadn't been rebuilt after the way, and all the texts of worth were removed. It was a good place to do what he was planning.

Before he finished, Yuji stopped for a moment and took in the village. It was becoming more and more modern all the time. It had forgotten where it had come from. Not that Yuji was terribly old, but old enough to remember when things were better. Before the current Hokage and his ridiculous strength. Before it took only 5 people to retain a balance of power. The Kage had been the cornerstones; that had always been true. But this current generation and their retainers, particularly the Hokage...they were unrivaled.

It worried Yuji. Either he had no place, or he was right and they were in trouble. Either way, this Kinjutsu would help...
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PostPosted: Sat Nov 09, 2019 9:50 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Roukyou Eko-itami stood at the counter of the herbal shop his gloved hand hovering over the services bell on the counter after having already rang it for the fourth time. He winced at the sound as he rang it a fifth. His hand going to his forehead where he kneaded and massaged the dull ache there that seemed never to go away. He had been stupid thinking he could hold out to renew his stock of herbs.

The shop he normally went to in the center of the newly rebuilt village usually was able to fill his orders, but the decline in severe injuries due to near constant war had lead to a decline in the quantity of his herbs. The next shipment wouldn't be arriving for nearly a fortnight and Roukyou knew he wouldn't last that long. This being the case he had wandered through the village looking for a herbalist that gathered their own herbs and was off the beaten path. This had lead him on a rather depressing walk through the still somewhat damaged and neglected older districts of the city that had been overlooked with the renovations to the new updated and modernized "downtown" a thing that Roukyou accepted with a forced smile.

He had lobbied heavily to rebuild the village as it was and to strengthen the defenses, but the new council had shrugged him off and went with the idea that the wars were over and it was time to celebrate peace. Roukyou had sighed and bowed out with grace even providing a sizable chunk of funds under an anonymous donation to begin the return to "normal" for the village. A normal that Roukyou felt left behind by, but what did he know. He was a relic of a different time. He strived to keep up, but found himself a step behind. He was just glad for a time of peace no matter how brief it may be in the scheme of things. He had seen enough war, death and carnage in his long life. Multiple wars and many friends gone later he would welcome any peace and do his best to be there for the new emerging society that was different from what he knew.

With a sigh he rang the bell again, a gritted teeth smile plastered on his face. With a sigh he looked both ways before hopping the counter and to the multiple rows of cubbies, drawers and shelves and began rummaging around reading the name on each. With a groan of relief he found the shop had a large stock of all his needed herbs. Some were in boxes marked with a notation stating they needed an medi-nin's sign off to be issued.

With a chuckle to himself he rolled his eyes and in a exaggerated official voice asked himself aloud. "Foxx, you were a medi-nin in the third war. Do you think Roukyou needs these herbs?" Turning completely the other direction he nodded emphatically and said in a different nerdier voice. "Uh.. It is my opinion this man would not function without them."

Turning back to the drawers he gathered up the whole stock of the herbs he needed and placed them on the counter. From his pocket he pulled out a wad of cash and tossed it on the closed register at the end of the counter. Not waiting to get home he reached in a pocket and pulled out a rolling paper and began pinching herbs onto it before deftly rolling it and flipping it into his mouth. With a handing he flicked his thumb and lit the tip of the cigarette with the small flame there. Taking a deep drag he gave a moan as the smoke began to dull the pain all over his body.

He gathered up the herbs tucking them into various impossibly places pockets. He suddenly looked up. Despite the slight smoke befuddlement to his sense of smell he though he caught the whiff of a familiar person. One he hadn't scented since the last battle of the war that had changed the world as he knew it. Curiously he wandered from the shop and stepped out into the shabby street. Raising his nose to the sky he took a deep breath and with a wince tapped into his reserves to help strengthen the sense of smell he used to be able to use without the help of chakra.

He gave a half smile as he caught the smell. Yes, it was one he knew. He had fought along side this man and had been close friends with him. How long had it been? Months? A year? He wandered casually down the road towards an even more derelict part of town. A brow rose as the area became a bit seedier and he saw homeless villagers huddling in alleyways looking out at him nervously. A Jonin in uniform was something they obviously hadn't seen in awhile.

Roukyou turned a corner and taking a quick sniff noted the man he had expected leaning against a building looking out over the city seemingly lost in though. Roukyou nearly called out, but something stopped him, nagging at his senses. He closed his eyes and took a long slow breath and reaching out with his mind gently prodded the mental barriers of the other Shinobi. They were as strong as he remembered, but somehow different. Twisted. Thorny and bitter.

Frowning Roukyou sniffed again and this time his senses snagged on a rotten and vulgar aura wafting from somewhere on Yuji Itou's person. Cursing Roukyou ground out the cigarette and flicked it away taking a moment to clear his mind and force his chakras back in line. He sniffed again and his eyes widened as he recognized the foul stench from a summoning jutsu he had smelled during a very dangerous time. A growl escaped his throat as he made a snarl. Closing his eyes he took a deep breath. Just because "that" scroll was here didn't mean it was to be used. He would give the benefit of the doubt.

Composing his face he stuck his hands into his pockets and strolled casually towards the man leaning at the end of the block. "Well look what we have here. It seems this place attracts old soldiers like the hot-springs attract tourists. If it isn't my old friend Yuji."
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